Danielle smirked at her doctor and guard, who chuckled and she knew they understood why. After a few seconds, Danielle pressed the alarm button.

It was deafening. Danielle wanted to cover her own ears. She had no idea a phone could make so much noise. After a few more seconds, she pressed her finger to the home button for her fingerprint. There was a vibration and the alarm stopped.

"Bloody hell!" Danielle gasped. "That, is loud!"

Susy laughed. "Yep, it is rather isn't it?"

"The contact button will ask one of the monitors to phone you immediately. They also have trained DV advisors with them if you need one urgently before ours can get back to you. The "I'm safe" button is used when you're out or with someone. During the day when you are active, you will need to press it every hour or the police will be called. You'll get an alert when you need to do so."

"Wow this is seriously advanced," Danielle said. "Did…" she didn't want to ask this, but she had to. "Did Charlotte press one of the buttons when…?"

"Unfortunately she couldn't as she was immediately unconscious," Susy said compassionately. "However, this app can also detect a fall. If it does, you'll get an alert asking if you're ok. If you don't respond within thirty seconds, the monitors will try calling you. If that doesn't work, they'll call the police and ambulance. That's how we got to Charlotte so fast. However, they can also see you via your phone's camera, even in a pocket. They can and will also record video and audio footage of whatever is happening, as soon as you press panic or emergency. That's how they got the car details. Got all that?"

Danielle nodded. She couldn't deny she was impressed, she just wished it could've saved her friend.

"Ok, could you press the contact button for me please?"

Danielle did so and within 10 seconds, her phone rang. She answered it and put it on speaker. "Hello?"

"Hello Miss Hayward, this is Martin from Haddonfield security. Is everything ok?"

Susy spoke up. "Hello Martin, I'm Susy from the DASC. This is a test while setting up Miss Hayward's DASC app. My ID is 217SR85."

"Ok, thank you Susy, that is all verified. Miss Hayward, I can confirm everything is working correctly and we can see and are monitoring you right now and will be 24 hours a day."

"Thank you Martin," Danielle said. "Have a good day."

"The same to you, we're here if you need us, take care." He was gone.

"Perfect," Susy said. A second later, Danielle's phone rang again.

"Hello Danielle, this is Dr Loomis. We got the contact with the monitors; I heard your call over my radio. I can speak at the same time as them if needed."

"Result," Susy smiled. "Thank you Dr Loomis."

"I can also see and monitor you Danielle. If I'm not on duty, one of the other doctors will be also monitoring you 24 hours a day. We will keep our promise, your other half will be told if anything happens. Ok?"

"Thanks Dr Loomis, I'll see you soon?"

"Indeed you will. Please give my best to Charlotte and her family. Don't give Joanne and Dr Stark too much trouble eh?" Danielle laughed and thanked him, and he hung up.

…

Chris Leach groaned as he ejaculated, then rolled off Sharon throwing the used condom in to his bin. Unable to help himself, he pulled his deputy in to his arms. The sex might be casual, but he genuinely cared about her. Sharon had a thick London accent, having spent a lot of her life in Brittan's capital, only moving to the states 3 years ago after meeting her husband. As Leach had often said, she was hard as nails and not a woman to mess with. The Misogynist gang knew all too well she wasn't afraid of them and didn't try to control her. If anything, she was one woman they respected. One member had tried to control her once, and had ended up in hospital with broken ribs and a fractured skull.

"You only ever ask me for a fuck Chris when you are really horny or you want something. What is it this time babe?"

"Sharon! You under estimate me!"

"No I don't, I just know you!"

Leach chuckled and kissed her cheek. "Yeah, alright. Caught me. It's the latter. I need your help, if you're willing?"

"I am not going back to those misogynistic pieces of shit! I don't care what they want or pay, I am not going!"

Leach smiled at her. "No, granted the man who needs your… services is a misogynist, but he won't dare touch you. He knows you're protected. Plus, if he does you'll beat him to a fucking pulp! Or we will if you don't do it first!"

Sharon snickered. "Right there! What the fuck does he want? Fuck I hate Misogynists!"

"Me too," Leach agreed. "Not much, he just needs you to dress as a nurse."

"Fuck no! Forget it! I sure as fucking shit am not going to be some kind of twisted sex slave for him! He can order a whore for that; I am not having it!"

Leach pulled her close again. Sharon looked surprised, but smiled. "No babe, not a nurse like that! A Literal nurse in a hospital. He needs a woman to enter a hospital with him as a nurse, while he's disguised as a doctor."

"Why?"

Leach took a breath. This was a long story. "He's got an ex-girlfriend who's totally blind. Her best friend who's also this guy's ex has been run over and in a coma in the hospital. The blind girl, Danielle's got a guard with her having been in Smith's Grove hospital after she tried to kill herself because of him."

Sharon tutted in sympathy. "I feel for her. Poor bitch."

"I agree," Leach nodded. "But he needs a nurse to pretend to guide her to the bathroom to get her doctor and guard out of the way, he then wants to grab her. To kidnap her and rape her, kill her, I don't fucking know! But something. He's paying a shit load for it! He paid for us to run the other woman over as well!"

Sharon winced. "Fucking hell! This guy's for real then!"

"Sadly yes," Leach said. "I wouldn't be very sorry to see him die if I'm honest with you darling. But the money for this will set you up for life! He's so fucking sexist he'll give it to me not you, but I'll give it straight back to you afterwards."

Sharon appeared to be thinking it through. "Hmm. You know, I don't know if I can do it Chris. I mean, trick a blind woman? Who's already been bullied by a misogynist? I don't think I've got it in me."

"I understand babe, but if you can't or don't, the little prick will borrow one of the Misogynist Men's women and make her do it. He won't dare treat you like shit on his shoes, which is why I'm asking you."

"I get that," Sharon said. "I just… I don't like it. Is there anything I can do to sort of… help her afterwards?"

"See this is why I love you," Leach smiled at her. "You might be a seriously tough bitch, but you have a heart. We'll figure something out I promise to make it right."

"I just don't hurt disabled people," Sharon said. "It's fucked up!"

"It's business babe," Leach said. "But I do understand. I don't think I'd be able to hurt her if it came to it. But think about it. We won't be hurting her, he will."

"Yeah alright," Sharon nodded slowly. "Fine, but I am not going to hurt her in any way!"

"Thanks love. Are you going back to hubby tonight?"

Sharon snorted. "Fuck no! I don't even know where the fuck he is! Actually Chris, I've been meaning to tell you this for a while. We're not even really married."

Leach gaped at her. "What the fuck?"

Sharon started to laugh. "I came over with him because I wanted adventure. We're friends, but we're not married really. Some of our… associates set up the fake papers to get me in to the states."

"Fucking hell!" Leach looked half astonished; half impressed. "You even fucking fooled me!"

"You see? The great Crime Lord Mr. Christian Leach was fooled by little me!"

"Jesus," Leach said again. "Are you… well, seriously serious?"

Sharon smirked. "I'm very seriously serious," she winked.

"So every time we've had sex, it…"

Now, Sharon's face did turn serious. "It wasn't an affair, no. Nor to me was it casual. I… well I… hell. I think… fuck! I think I'm falling in love with you! The man I pretended to be married to have met a girl out here, they're really happy. We're friends, we talk a lot! I… shit! I planned on telling you sometime soon, but not like this. You thought it was a casual fuck with a married woman, nope, sorry!"

Leach just stared at her in stunned silence for a moment. He couldn't believe his ears. He couldn't deny he was impressed though. Sharon had totally fooled him for months.

"I know you're not a misogynist," Sharon continued after a while. "I also happen to know you hate them! You're a damn dangerous man and I find that incredibly exciting and erotic! Several times I wanted to ask you for time together more often. Not just sex, though that's fucking brilliant too, but just to spend time with you. I'm doing this for one reason Chris. Because I love you. If it wasn't for you, I'd refuse."

"You're serious, aren't you?" Leach said, pulling her closer to him.

"Completely," Sharon confirmed. "I don't mess with emotions Chris. Hell I think I'm the only one who knows your name is actually Christian. I know you like black coffee first thing in the morning, a beer at night, curry is your favourite meal. I bought you your Rolex because I really wanted to tell you this, but I didn't know how. I…"

But Leach stopped her buy pulling her completely against him and taking her lips in a long kiss. The smile which lit up her face as he drew back was beautiful as far as Leach was concerned. How had he not noticed how beautiful she was before? Tough yes, but gorgeous.

He'd often privately thought to himself would he make a move on her if she wasn't married? Now this? It was almost beyond belief.

"I promise you, no joke," Sharon said as if reading his mind. "I'm not messing with you Chris; I don't have a death wish!"

Leach chuckled and kissed her again. "Then," he said. "While I've said to you before will you stay with me tonight, this time I'll ask, will you stay with me, Tulip?"

Sharon smiled at him and Chris Leach felt his heart skip a beat. A high ranking and dangerous criminal he may be, but this woman meant the world to him. If anyone at all hurt her, they'd pay for it with their fucking life.

"Are you still willing to do this, babe? If not…"

"You mean just because I've told you I love you, and from what you've just done I'm assuming we're a couple now; you're saying I now don't have to do it?"

"No babe," Leach smiled at her, pulling her in for another kiss. "You never had to do it from the very start. But I mean, I have to ask my girlfriend what she wants, don't I? I'm not a Misogynist after all!"

"Why thank you Mr. Leach," Sharon gave him a mock salute. "I'm honoured!"

"Oh shut up," Leach smirked at her.

"It's fine, I'll do it, but I need to do something to sort of… ease my conscience afterwards. I want the money, I can't lie! But that doesn't mean I like the morals of this stunt!"

"Understood," Leach nodded.

"Now," Sharon said. "It's your turn to shut up Leach! I've got something for you, boyfriend of mine."

This time, she kissed him. It was deep as her hands began to move across his body. Chris Leach knew this wasn't a fuck, this was love making. He could still hardly believe everything that'd happened tonight and how lucky he was. But when Sharon finally took him in her hand, his mind went blank.

…

"Ok so Mr. Leach has authorised this, and he's got a woman who's agreed to be a nurse for you."

It was the following morning and Adam had just been woken up by Ashley's call. "Fab!" He said. "Who's the bitch?"

Ashley smirked, which of course Adam wouldn't see through the phone. "You'll see," he said simply. "But I'd be careful before you try and be a misogynist to this chick Dawson!"

"I take it that means it's Leach's deputy… Tulip or whatever the fuck her name is?"

"Yeah! So fucking watch yourself Adam! She's hard as nails! You try and be sexist towards her, I wouldn't be surprised if she fucking kills you!"

Adam snorted contemptuously. "Fuck off! She's a woman! I'm a man, we're way stronger than her!"

Ashley laughed out loud. "You haven't seen her yet have you? Just you wait! She's got more fucking muscles than most men! One of my men tried to control her and show the bitch her place as a woman and ended up in hospital with a fucking fractured skull! Plus, Mr. Leach has said she's protected, we're not to touch her!"

"Fuck that," Adam said. "If she doesn't do as I tell her, I'll fucking fuck her! Quite literally! I don't care what Leach says! She's still a woman, a bitch and will do exactly as I, a man tells her! I don't buy any of this bullshit! Especially that she could overpower me! She'll do as she's told or she'll be very sorry! I might even fuck her anyway!"

There was a second of silence before Ashely spoke again, his voice very quiet. "That, Adam, will be the biggest and probably last mistake of your life. You want my advice? If you're intent on treating Tulip like that, you'd better plan your funeral tonight."

…

On her second night however, Danielle wasn't so lucky with sleep. She lay awake tossing and turning, thinking of everything Susy had said once the app was completely installed and active.

"The menu button allows you to enable and disable the active button, you can also change the alarm sound. I should also add that when you do this, it'll be quiet, just loud enough for you to hear what it'll sound like. The button next to it is a test button. You see that alarm safety mode toggle button? That enables you to decide whether to confirm alarm activation or not before it goes off."

"I think I'll use it," Danielle smiled a little. "I don't want to set it off by accident! It'll deafen everyone around me!"

"This is true," Susy chuckled. "So the active toggle you need to enable first thing every day and turn it off when you get in for the night or a long period of time. That will tell the monitors you are asleep and/or not moving. Put it back on when you either leave again, or you have someone round you're not sure about."

"Should've had this for months then," Danielle joked, poking Joanne.

"Ha-ha," her guard rolled her eyes, Danielle was almost certain. "Very funny."

Susy chuckled again. Danielle activated alarm safe mode. "What's this I'm safe toggle?"

"Ah, yes. That means you don't have to press I'm safe every hour. You can turn that off if you want, some people like that option, makes them feel safer. It's your choice, but we highly recommend it's on if you're on your own."

"I've got Joanne," Danielle said totally seriously this time. "I'm safe." She turned it off. Joanne squeezed her arm.

Now, Danielle lay in Charlotte's bed, desperately trying to close her eyes. But she couldn't. Her emotions were all over the place. Fear for Charlotte, missing Michael and if she was honest, fear for herself too. She had no doubt Adam would continue relentlessly pursuing her, she just didn't know how. She'd felt so safe when at Michael's side, now he was hundreds of miles away. Danielle desperately tried to fight it off, but before she knew quite what was happening, she'd pressed her head in to her unconscious friend's pillow, which had no smell of her at all and started to cry.