”“And Mr. Boruskiev found out about it before he could actually get the container on a ship?”“Yeah. It was like that.”“So can you explain why, after Mr. Boruskiev came to the docks ... you did say he came to the docks and saw the girls, right?”“Yeah,” said the man, without thinking.“So when Mr. Boruskiev came to the docks and caught Boris trying to ship these kidnapped girls, why didn’t he set them free?”“Uh ... he told Boris to take them all back where they came from. Yeah. That’s what happened. But then Boris didn’t do that, and the feds showed up.”“So if I understand you, you knew that the big boss, Vladimir Boruskiev, had told your boss, Boris, to turn the women free. But Boris didn’t do that. And you didn’t do that either. You knew they had been kidnapped, and you knew the big boss wanted them let loose, yet you did nothing. Is that right?”The man looked around, owlishly. This wasn’t how the Vladimir Illyich’s lawyer had said it would go. All he was supposed to do was blame it on. She didn’t know what to expect when she dropped the bomb that she was not planning to return to college. She also feared they would find out her real reason and they would tell her she wasted their time and money on her fruitless dreams.She took a taxi to her hometown, Celeste. Emma passed familiar buildings and people, keeping her head down as they drove down Main Street. Finally, the taxi stopped at the beginning of a dirt road and the Indian man told her he could go no further. She awkwardly tipped him with spare coins because she didn’t realize it would cost as much as it did. He grumbled and threw her bags out the trunk before speeding off, leaving a cloud of red dust choking her.She was tired and sad, and didn’t feel like walking five miles to the ranch, so she sat on her suitcase in the sweltering midday heat, and cried. She sobbed and hiccupped until she could cry no more. Emmaline kept thinking this wasn’t the Emmy she knew. So with that determination, she stripped off her.
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