(OOC: Not connected to any RP. Meta comments always welcome.)How Far The Humble FallChapter 1
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Chapter 3: "When a great moment knocks on the door of your life, it is often no louder than the beating of your heart, and it is very easy to miss it." - Boris Pasternak
"I've never heard of it." DS John Ellis was at his desk and looking through the report that had hastily been written up for him regarding the previous night's raid. He glanced up at the CID Detective Inspector who had headed up the investigation.
The DI shifted a little uncomfortably. He prided himself on knowing the town and all the questionable haunts. "Nor had I, sir. Or it seems anyone in the department or even Vice Squad. The Angel's Den kept a quiet profile and a very select clientele, who are being very tight lipped about the place."
Ellis sighed. This was frustrating, and a little embarrassing, that he didn't know anything about a hardcore BDSM club where drugs were passed around like cocktails being right on his doorstep. It should be the type of place that would immediately stick out in such a middle class, quiet town. That as well as the thought horrified him that it was going on under his nose. "What about the tip that was called in? Anything on the caller?"
"No, sir. We know it was a young girl. She told us drugs were all over the place, and that she was being used as a sex slave. We rounded up all the girls there, but none have come forward to admit they were the caller."
"All we can hope for is that once she knows she's safe and won't be harmed any more, she'll speak to us." He didn't sound to hopeful. He always felt so badly for girls forced into that kind of position, but they were always to afraid to speak openly about the horrors they'd been subjected to for fear of recriminations. And with the trade with the former Eastern European countries, such things were becoming even more common. "What about the Madam?"
"Mistress Adela?" The DI smiled. "Or rather Esther Keech. She's in the cells still, just calmly sitting there. The only thing she requested was to call her solicitor, which she did, and she's been cooperative otherwise. Hasn't told us a bloody thing, but..." A very cool one, that woman. She didn't seem perturbed at all her club had been raided and closed down, and that she faced a long sentence herself. "We'll question her again once her brief gets here."
Ellis nodded. "I'd like a word with him when he arrives." Not exactly proper policy on which he prided himself, and his station, but he was curious as to the woman and who would represent her.( *** )