Feeling he doesn't have time to play games if he wants to get his freedom back, Jack ignores Morgan's waggling feet and quickly begs her to listen to him, spilling out his guts about everything he'd been through since he was taken by Heather. Morgan listens to him with the same blank, unreadable expression as everything else, making him nervous as he finishes and begs her to help him contact someone.
"Wow," she says, sounding unimpressed. Jack feels a cold chill down his spine as she shifts to look down at him and says: "She really didn't have you under control, did she? I guess Bella was right about you two being a loose end."
Jack turns to run for his life, but before he can get anywhere, Morgan's foot has pinned him to the table. "Now, where are you going? Silly boy." She lectures him halfheartedly and sighs, leaning forward over his struggling form. "Sorry to break it to you, but Cindy and I do business with Bella's family. Bella set this up with just the two of us so she could hire us beforehand."
Morgan talks like she's bored, but looks slightly amused by watching Jack's expression as she rolls him over with her foot, so he's looking up at her over her toes. "W-why?" He chokes out.
"Why? Don't be silly!" That one actually amuses her a little. "Think what potential that shrinking potion has to change our business? Well, her family's business anyway. I'm just a legitimate US customs attorney, helping clients navigate the intricacies of our trade law."
Morgan smirks. "Anyway, I can't have anyone connected to my client turning up in a shrinking-potion related trafficking case. I prefer not to get my own hands dirty if I don't have to, but... it's clear Heather can't be trusted to keep you under wraps. Now, she'll have to be shrunken too."
Jack is stunned by this revelation, but Morgan goes on with the plan as if it's no big deal. "Bella rode here with me, so Cindy and I will testify that she was never here, and we last saw Heather safe and sound this afternoon. See what you've done? Well, if it's any comfort I suppose you'll both belong to Bella now, so it's like you really will be Heather's partner..."
"No! Please!" Just when he'd thought he had the light at the end of the tunnel, things were burning down and collapsing around Jack again. He'd known Bella was dangerous, but not how dangerous she would be for Heather, too. "Please, have mercy! You don't need to silence me, I'll do anything!" He pleads.
"Yeah? Maybe..." Morgan seems noncommittal, thinks it over, and sighs with some exasperation. "Well, I suppose if we talk to Bella and Heather about your little escape attempt, we can convince Bella that she's sure to be more careful with you from now on." Jack thinks he feels a ray of hope in making it out of this, but she goes on: "I bet she really will be careful, too. After how excited she was about having you, and trusting you alone with me, I bet it really breaks her heart. Good luck making that up to her!" She chuckles.
Jack is crestfallen, though Morgan's showing more emotion than ever with a modest, yet condescending smile.
"Or, if you're afraid of being Bella's but you don't care about what happens to Heather," she adds, "I can take you myself, since you're not technically part of the job. Would you like that?" She asks, grinding her foot into him just enough to make him cry out, before letting up again.
Jack looks up, still pinned and struggling to breathe, as she goes on smiling: "I'll make sure you have a nice, safe, reasonably comfortable and most importantly, a quiet life so long as you're a good worker and know your place. Just don't expect me to spoil and pamper you like Heather has."
Jack feels like he's been fearing for his life every day since shrinking down, and his time with Heather has been no exception. "Please!" He calls, with tears welling up in his eyes. "I don't want to be anyone's sex slave! I just want to go back to my normal life!"
"SEX slave? Hah! You wish!" Morgan bursts into unexpected laughter at the suggestion. "You think because you rocked Heather in bed, that means you're automatically special? Coming from almost literally anyone else, I'd say that what you did for her sounds amazing. But since it's from Heather, the most I can say is I'll try out myself. Just don't think I'm so easily impressed. You should look forward to having a real job for the rest of your worthless life, instead. Like proofreading my briefs for typos, or cleaning out hard-to-reach places in the house."
She reaches down and picks up Jack between her fingers, dangling him before her face. "So, what's it going to be? Do you want to try to confess and talk Bella into letting her keep you? Do you want to let her go and be my souvenir from this job?" She smirks. "Or do you want me to just tell Cindy to deal with you when she gets back? I don't know her very well, but she's a professional. I don't think she'll kill you, since she doesn't have to - but I'm sure we'll never hear from you again, either, and that's all that matters in the end."
Dangling before her face, Jack chooses...