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Limbo

Nothing We Can Do

ALICE:

As soon as Andy gets the text telling them where to meet this cult leader, the guys, along with the ghost girl, hurry around to get themselves ready to go. Bob, his friend Charlie, and Angie go to their rooms and come back with pistols, and she lends hers to Jake, since he has the most experience with them. Andy copies out the directions the guy gave him, and gives the paper to Juliet, so we can pass them on to the police.

"Okay, I think we're ready to head out," Bob announces. "So you girls get into town and find Whitworth ASA-fuckin'-P, and have him get as many people as possible out there to grab this asshole."

"You might wanna tell him to have them wear hip waders while you're at it," CC chimes in. "Because I doubt we're gonna be able to corral our 'companions' once they're out of the bag."

Charlie dashes out to open up the back of his SUV, and Rachel takes the bags and puts them inside, climbing in after them, while the guys pile into the seats. Just before they close the doors, Jake looks toward me and says, "Don't worry, we're gonna bring 'em both back."

I can't make myself say anything, so I just nod, and they close the doors and drive off. Then, as soon as they're on the road, the six of us rush to the cars so we can go find the police chief, and find out why no one responded when Susan called them. Tiff and I are going to ride with her, while Juliet and Inna go with Angie, since the two of them actually know their way around here a lot better than we do.

We pull out onto the road, with Angie right behind, and start driving toward town. Once we actually get onto the highway, Susan punches the accelerator, going well above the speed limit, and Tiff says, "You might want to slow down just a bit. If you keep this up, we're going to get pulled over."

"Well, we're looking for the police anyway, so how would that be a problem?" she retorts.

I glance at Tiff, and say, "Y'know, she does make a good point there."

We manage to get all the way to town without any problems, though, and Susan makes a turn off of the highway, which I presume will lead us to the police station. After a couple of minutes, the building comes into view, and we see a car just about to pull into the lot, so she zooms in, coming to a stop beside it. Angie whips in on the other side, and two officers get out, looking rather astonished.

"What the hell is going on here?" one of them shouts. "Are you trying to have an accident?"

Susan fairly erupts from the car, and yells back, "No, I'm trying to find out why the hell you people couldn't be bothered to make time to respond when I called to report a kidnapping at my goddamn bed and breakfast! Two of our guests were taken off at gunpoint, and their lives are being threatened, and all I got was, 'Chief's out of the office right now, we'll have somebody out there quick as we can.' So we decided that instead of just sitting on our asses waiting for you guys, we'd come out and drag you back, if that's what's necessary!"

They both look totally shocked, and the one who yelled moves closer and demands, "Tell me exactly what happened. Who was abducted, and do you know who did it?"

"My boyfriend, Jeremy, and his friend Ashley," I tell him. "We were all supposed to go out for dinner, and Ashley's date pulled a gun on them for some reason, and took them away somewhere." When I say this, Juliet reaches into her purse and pulls out the directions Andy gave her, and hands them to him. He quickly scans it, then hands it to his partner and starts barking out questions again.

"Who is she? Do you know her name?"

"I don't have a last name for her, but I know her first name is Melissa," Susan tells him. "She works at Fred Gastineau's cafe."

The two officers give each other very startled looks, and the second guy questions, "Pretty blonde girl, well-built? Kind of... dippy?"

"Yeah, that sounds about right," I reply. "Although I'd hazard a guess that she's not really as dumb as everyone thought."

The first cop, who I assume is the chief, bangs his fist on the roof of the car, and practically snarls, "Goddamn it! It was right under my bloody damn nose the entire fucking time! All right, ladies, come with us, I think you may have just handed us a bit of an advantage."

They start moving toward the building, and as we follow them, I hear the other officer say, "Well, Chief, I guess you finally got what you've been hoping for."

"That's for damn sure, but this isn't exactly the way I wanted to do it."

They fling open the door and march in, with the rest of us trailing along in their wake. Motioning for us to wait in the lobby, they stalk into the office area, and the chief tells his companion, "Go over there and pull up the recordings for the last couple of hours, let me know what you find."

"No need, boss," another voice interjects. "It's been quiet, nobody's called since y'all left."

"Oh, is that so?" the chief queries. He looks around the doorframe and says, "If you don't mind, ma'am, I'd like to have a look at your phone, and check your call log."

"I don't mind at all, here you go," Susan says, handing him her phone. He motions us inside, and we can see a third person seated at a desk, a chunky, balding guy who appears to be rather startled, and maybe even a bit nervous as his boss looks through Susan's phone.

"Well, look what we have here," he announces. "A call made to this number, about forty minutes ago. And according to the log, it lasted just over three minutes, which means that someone did answer. So do you maybe want to rethink what you just said, Herb?"

"Whaddya mean, do I wanna 'rethink' it?" he growls. "I told you there weren't any calls. You callin' me a liar?"

"You bet your ass I am! I have witnesses who have reported your daughter abducting two men at gunpoint, so I'd be willing to bet the department budget that you'd do just about anything to keep that under wraps, wouldn't you?"

Then, all of a sudden, the other cop reaches out and grabs the guy's arm, quickly handcuffing him, then taking his gun and phone. He puts the gun into a drawer, and tosses the phone to his boss, who starts looking through it. After a couple of seconds, he says, "Bingo! A ninety-two second call from Melissa's number, just after the reported time of the abduction, and just before the call to dispatch. Herb Klement, you're under arrest for conspiracy, accessory after the fact, evidence tampering, and whatever else I get around to thinking of. Jurgens, get him into a set of transport shackles, then put his ass in a cell. And after that, get everybody called in, I don't care if they're scheduled or not. I want 'em rigged out and headed for the old textile mill, preferably yesterday!"

"On it, Chief!" the one called Jurgens replies. "Should I go ahead and put in a call to the RCMP, too?"

"Sure, why not? The more the merrier when we're dealing with this bunch of wing-dings."

At this point a couple more officers come in, and are instantly ordered to stay and guard the guy they just arrested, and then it seems like some sort of a floodgate opens, because there are suddenly cops everywhere, strapping on Kevlar vests, and gathering up weapons, while the chief talks to Susan. I see him facepalm, then he turns to the others and informs them, "We have to be careful with this one, we can't just go in blazing, because we have civilians involved. Two men who are being held as hostages, and now another five who have apparently decided to conduct a rescue mission. So be cautious with your targets."

"Seriously?" one officer sighs. "Y'know, I'm not sure whether that classifies as gutsy, or just thoroughly fucking stupid."

"Or maybe a little of both," Jurgens responds.

As they start for the door, Chief Whitworth turns back and says, "I'd prefer that you ladies stay here with Officers Babcock and Unger, until we contact you. I'd rather not chance you being home if Berridge or one of his puppets gets a wild hair to go back to your place. Just sit tight, and we'll be in touch as soon as we can."

They go storming out to the parking lot, and one of the guards takes us to their break room, so we can sit down. As we're going that way, we can hear that Klement guy yelling from his cell, going on about how none of us know anything, and how their bunch of loonies is going to take over the world. We pass a hallway where we can briefly see him standing behind the bars, yanking on them and ranting, and I just decide I've had enough,

I stop right there, and scream at the top of my lungs, "Shut your bloody useless yap, you flaming cockwomble, or I'll come over there and kick your pencil dick so far into your fat gut that it'll qualify as gender-reassignment! Your so-called 'great leader' is nothing but a cowardly, murdering spunktrumpet, and you're just too damned stupid to see it, so just SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

"She just threatened me!" he squalls. "You all heard her, so what are you gonna do about it?"

The cop named Unger, who is walking us to the break room, comes to stand next to me, and says, "Well, to tell you the honest truth, asshat, if you don't sit down and shut the fuck up, I'll seriously consider shutting down the cameras and cuffing you to the bars while she whales on your happy ass. So you might want to choose your words a bit more carefully now, if you want to keep all of your teeth. Or whatever else she said."

He then takes my arm, and turns me back to the others, and we finally get to the room and sit down. He tells us to yell if we need anything, then goes to the front, and we all drop into the chairs around a big round Formica table. I wind up between Inna and Tiff, with Juliet across from me, and she takes hold of my hand, while the other two each put an arm around me, and lay their other hand on her arm, while Angie and Susan wrap her up like the other girls have done with me. Because it's finally sinking in that it's not just my problem anymore, we're all in the same boat. All of our guys, plus Ash, our friend, are in that place with a bunch of lunatics, and there's not a damn thing we can do but sit here and wait.




Notes

Comments

Awesome chapter as always! Have you got Wattpad figured out yet? :)

Merelan Merelan
7/12/19

Okay cool, we'll see how things go.

Merelan Merelan
7/11/19

@Merelan
Hey there, sorry I'm a bit behind, but I had some family stuff I had to do. I'm still having difficulties with getting myself set up on Wattpad, so I'm gonna try making a completely new email account through some other server, in case the site is just incompatible with Yahoo, and see if that works. If not, I may just let Annie start posting my books on her account, but I'll get them over there before long, one way or the other. I'll be posting a new chapter here tomorrow, so the wait is almost over. Thanx for your patience, and I'll keep you posted on the Wattpad situation. :-D

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
7/11/19

@Merelan
Yeah, I guess it's a good thing that I kept a separate tab open to my own books, or I probably wouldn't have been able to update at all. And she told me that you'd contacted her, so now I know who you are on Wattpad. I've been having some issues with getting an account started, so I don't know if it's an issue with my email account, or username or what, but I'm hoping to get a friend who works with computers to come by and help me sometime this week. So I'll definitely drop you a message when I get everything up and running. Thanx! :-D

Red Phoenix77 Red Phoenix77
6/26/19

Awesome chapter as always! This site is pulling a Titanic - I can click on the other tabs like new, updated, etc., but it's showing the stories from ~6 years ago to ~3 years ago. Nothing else. I'm on Wattpad now, I sent a message to Star Elf, so I look forward to seeing you there! :)

Merelan Merelan
6/26/19