An Unfortunate Misunderstanding

As we walk along back alleys, I ask: "Will Max still be up at this time of night?"

"Oh yes. He keeps much the same hours as his girls, and we mostly work from dusk till an hour or so before dawn. By the way, don't tell him that we met at the refuge. He might be cross if he knew that I'd gone there when I should have been working. Trade's been very quiet tonight, and I thought I'd be more comfortable there than walking the streets."

"I'm sorry to have dragged you away."

"No need to apologise... Here we are."

She knocks on the door of a house that is a little bigger than most in the area, without being in any way remarkable. After a short delay, the door is opened to reveal a thick-set bearded man aged around thirty. "Hello, Trina," he says. "Why are you back so early?"

"I ran into Hari here, Max," Trina replies, pointing at me. "She's just arrived in town and has been working as an independent. I explained the way that things are here, and she said that she'd like to work for you."

Oops! I can see how Trina might have gained that impression. "That's not quite... ," I begin.

"Come in then," Max says, not paying any attention to my protest.

1. "I think I'd better go," I say, regretting my stupidity in getting myself into this awkward situation.
2. "All right," I say. "But only on the understanding that I won't be working for you.
3. Max takes hold of the sleeve of my chemise. I pull back, and the whole flimsy garment rips away, leaving my breasts on display for the second time that night. Worse, the sheet of paper tucked into my knickers is revealed.
4. "I don't think so," a voice comes from behind me. Has one of Gustav's men spotted me during the journey from the refuge?

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