The End is Never Final

Henderson is escorted back to the Engine Room. Under normal circumstances, the idea of being walked anywhere between two young and reasonably good looking men would have left her glowing. Now the escort service wasn’t meant to flatter and, to that end, they’re doing quite well.

She walks, each step sounding unbelievably loud to her adrenaline filled ears. Each step leaves her with the unpleasant idea that her spine is liquefying within her and she has to bite her lip to keep her back straight. She is afraid they can smell her relief when they finally let her go. When she sits next to her unconscious lover, she can almost smell the residue of her own fear and the quickened beat of her heart unmasks her as a liar.