Chapter Nine
Mr. Sun
We just barely just got our masks on in time before a little figure that I knew so well sauntered out and stood underneath the lamp. Rollins hadn’t changed much since my last time here, he acted just as run off his feet as ever. He told us to get the girls inside quick, then take the van around back before the guests arrived. Larry and I moved fast and soon, as he hid the van I followed Rollins while on separate leashes three unhooded, blinking slaves trailed after me through the marbled foyer.
Eva and Misty acted familiar with the surroundings, even if they were still nervous, but I had to keep a close eye on Carmen. The idea that this wasn’t an easy four hour photo shoot had probably just hit her. More than once her leash went taut as she lagged behind the others.
