Chapter Fourteen
The Five P’s
“Absolutely unacceptable. This is not going out the door,” said Miss Prudence Pennington as she slammed the lid on the coffin-like steel box. Inside the box, Lucy Van Holt, the recently rejected product of Prudence’s Properly Pierced Personal Products, shuddered anew and whined ineffectually through the foam light bulb-shaped gag filling her mouth. She twisted her hooded head a fraction of an inch to the left and began again to beg in muffled pleas for release. She had been in the box since early morning. That was when the production crew finished their preparations and locked the last metal band around her body and limbs. Attached the shipping labels to the outside, they sent her down the roller ramp for final quality control.
Quality Assurance, (QA), was
