C4 antho - Chamber Four

~76~ The Chamber Four Fiction Anthology
Back at the now deserted shopping centre, the security
guard pulls his girlfriend by the hand up the escalator and
she protests, giggling. “Where are we going?” she asks. “Why
are you taking me here?”
He positions her against the unmarked door and with
one hand, pulls her pants down. She groans into him, her
whisper of careful as automatic as the route his fingers follow.
When he opens her eyes briefly, it is only to look out for
security cameras. Wouldn’t do for him of all people to get
caught. He yanks her towards him, thinking of how much
they’d pay him on the other side of the door for his babies.
He’s the big daddy. He ignores the girl’s quick gasp of pain as
he moves in closer.
* * * *
Later, much later that night, the whispers of Dr. Owen
Jones and Susan scream across the distance between them.
“Is it mine?” he asks into the receiver, feeling its cold plastic
against his lips. Susan is silent. “We have to be sensible,” he
pleads. “It’s not too late. There’s still a chance we can get
away with this. Better for everyone. Think of the children.”