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blond hair, “Well we will see what Mr. Senator here is willing to share. Hopefully it's more than that French bitch. Clean up this mess. We'll talk soon.” And without another word the SUV sped off.
“So the cops are involved in all this?” I asked in disbelief. What the hell was happening here?
“Looks like it. That means we won't be able to depend on them for help. What the hell has James gotten himself into?” Kane asked aloud to himself. “We should get out of here.” He grabbed my hand and we took off running in the opposite direction through the wooded area as far away from the parking lot as possible.
After we ran for what felt like a forever, we reached a bar parking lot. Kane stopped abruptly. “Stay here. I'll be right back,” I wanted to protest but I was too tired and out of breath to get the words out. Within moments Kane pulled up beside me in a green Toyota Camry. “Get in Kendall.”
“Did you steal that?”
“Really, Kendall? After everything that's gone on tonight getting into a stolen vehicle is where you draw the line? We don't have time for this! Get in,” Kane spat, exasperated, before I reluctantly got into the stolen vehicle and he sped off.
“They took James…” I whispered after a few minutes.
“Yes, it appears as though they came for him and you too.” Kane answered, never taking his eyes off the road. “Any ideas why they came after you guys?”
“No clue at all,” I answered, bewildered, seeing his eyes glance my way as though he wasn't sure I was telling the truth, “Honestly, I have no clue. I mean I'd tell you if I did!”
He nodded, seeming satisfied. “I wonder who called the cops. Shouldn't we have stayed there to give our statement?” I inquired, unsure what the proper procedure was for this sort of thing, but it seemed inappropriate to just leave the scene of a crime.
“I called the cops using one of James' security personnel cell phones. That's why it took me a second to get to you when that scumbag took you. Calling the police was just to buy us some time to escape. My guess is that the cops who are in on it were close and opted to respond, which is why they showed up so quickly and without backup. I know professionals when I see them, and these men were professionals. They have the added bonus of having cops on their side, which means whoever orchestrated this must have deep pockets and a lot of power. They came for James and for you and until we figure out what the hell is going on and why, we need to be careful and smart.”
I was trying process everything that was going on. This whole thing was completely insane. How had I gotten in the middle of it? What did they want with me? One name came to mind,
Dominique
. “We have to get to Dominique,” I stated frantically getting a confused pair of eyes staring back at me.
“Why?”
“James started acting weird and he said he needed to contact her. The man back there mentioned a 'French Bitch'. That can't be a coincidence. She knows something about what's happening. I know where she lives Kane.”
Kane was quiet a moment, thinking, “Fine, I don't like this idea but we don't have much else to go on. We'll ditch the car a few blocks from her place.”
Kendall
Kane and I climbed the fence leading to Dominique's backward. Kane insisted on us staying as hidden as possible so we wouldn't draw any attention to ourselves. The lights were on inside the house, but there didn't appear to be much movement. The back door was eerily ajar but there were no sounds coming from the house. Something told me this wasn't a good sign.
“Do you think they took her?” I asked, knowing someone had been here. I was a little unsure as to whom that someone was.
“Possibly. Wait here, I'm just going to check the house quickly.”
“No! I'm not staying out here by myself. I'd rather be in there with you. I'll stay back. I won't get in the way. Please,” I pleaded. He let out a deep sigh before nodding in
“So the cops are involved in all this?” I asked in disbelief. What the hell was happening here?
“Looks like it. That means we won't be able to depend on them for help. What the hell has James gotten himself into?” Kane asked aloud to himself. “We should get out of here.” He grabbed my hand and we took off running in the opposite direction through the wooded area as far away from the parking lot as possible.
After we ran for what felt like a forever, we reached a bar parking lot. Kane stopped abruptly. “Stay here. I'll be right back,” I wanted to protest but I was too tired and out of breath to get the words out. Within moments Kane pulled up beside me in a green Toyota Camry. “Get in Kendall.”
“Did you steal that?”
“Really, Kendall? After everything that's gone on tonight getting into a stolen vehicle is where you draw the line? We don't have time for this! Get in,” Kane spat, exasperated, before I reluctantly got into the stolen vehicle and he sped off.
“They took James…” I whispered after a few minutes.
“Yes, it appears as though they came for him and you too.” Kane answered, never taking his eyes off the road. “Any ideas why they came after you guys?”
“No clue at all,” I answered, bewildered, seeing his eyes glance my way as though he wasn't sure I was telling the truth, “Honestly, I have no clue. I mean I'd tell you if I did!”
He nodded, seeming satisfied. “I wonder who called the cops. Shouldn't we have stayed there to give our statement?” I inquired, unsure what the proper procedure was for this sort of thing, but it seemed inappropriate to just leave the scene of a crime.
“I called the cops using one of James' security personnel cell phones. That's why it took me a second to get to you when that scumbag took you. Calling the police was just to buy us some time to escape. My guess is that the cops who are in on it were close and opted to respond, which is why they showed up so quickly and without backup. I know professionals when I see them, and these men were professionals. They have the added bonus of having cops on their side, which means whoever orchestrated this must have deep pockets and a lot of power. They came for James and for you and until we figure out what the hell is going on and why, we need to be careful and smart.”
I was trying process everything that was going on. This whole thing was completely insane. How had I gotten in the middle of it? What did they want with me? One name came to mind,
Dominique
. “We have to get to Dominique,” I stated frantically getting a confused pair of eyes staring back at me.
“Why?”
“James started acting weird and he said he needed to contact her. The man back there mentioned a 'French Bitch'. That can't be a coincidence. She knows something about what's happening. I know where she lives Kane.”
Kane was quiet a moment, thinking, “Fine, I don't like this idea but we don't have much else to go on. We'll ditch the car a few blocks from her place.”
Kendall
Kane and I climbed the fence leading to Dominique's backward. Kane insisted on us staying as hidden as possible so we wouldn't draw any attention to ourselves. The lights were on inside the house, but there didn't appear to be much movement. The back door was eerily ajar but there were no sounds coming from the house. Something told me this wasn't a good sign.
“Do you think they took her?” I asked, knowing someone had been here. I was a little unsure as to whom that someone was.
“Possibly. Wait here, I'm just going to check the house quickly.”
“No! I'm not staying out here by myself. I'd rather be in there with you. I'll stay back. I won't get in the way. Please,” I pleaded. He let out a deep sigh before nodding in
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