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There's nothing here yet
Stephanie blinked and set down the coke, "You do?"
After hearing that glorious description, she frowned, "Holy shit. I'm not some pioneer chick. I like the current century just fine, no interest in the Middle Ages. "
"Maybe I should just demand they put me up in a luxury hotel? That's more my speed. I'd demand they let me stay here but Iike I said.......I don't want to bring any more trouble down on you. "
"But I'll be damned if I'm gonna park my sweet little ass in some primitive dump," she huffed.
"Sorry..." Kat replied, "Are they all right? Do they need a place to stay?" Her grin widened. "I have plenty of tents for over night trail rides, and there's the barn...top-notch accommodations, and a shotgun...Uncle Mason won't get here."
"None of it was your fault, nothing for you to be sorry for. But it is mine. It was my brilliant idea to bring them along on my little trip. They don't have any money so I offered to pay for everything. I should have thought it out better and realized that my uncle might lash out at them too," Steph confessed, she genuinely felt rotten about it.
"But thanks for the offer, they're gone though. Lawyer lady bought them plane tickets to go back home - where they belong. The war is between me and my uncle," she answered Kat.
"You won't ever see my uncle show up, he never does anything himself. He sends people to do his dirty work. Lawyers, thugs...he's got 'em all. Speaking of which, if a big dude with a Russian accent shows up here, do not let him in. He is my uncle's main thug and he is as mean as they come. He beat up Louis. He killed my dog. And I'm pretty sure he has killed people too. Shit, I might well have dragged you into this mess now too....not intentionally, but my two rescuers by bringing me here."
Kat now called out that lunch was on as she stood by the door.
"I'd love to stay here, you got a great place but I would only make it unsafe for you. And Lucian and his brother, Attila the Hun, want to take me to some hideaway on another island I guess. We'll see if I can stand it there," Stephanie shrugged.
"Coke! I'll take a coke please!" Stephanie called from upstairs as she grabbed her few things that she had left behind. Her top (and cell phone) were still back at that rave place where she got kidnapped...wait....rescued. She would have to get another phone, the top wasn't important. Soon enough she was back down to join Kat in her kitchen.
"Ugh, I can't stomach cold pizza..........or warmed over pizza...........it's gotta be fresh and hot or it's not pizza," she made a face at the pizza but sat down for a salad. She ate a lot of those so she could keep that toned tummy of hers.
Sipping the coke between bites of salad she looked over to Kat, "Thanks for everything. This is a cool place. And I'm sorry you got dragged into this mess but most of that was the fault of my .............employees. "
"I know you didn't go into the motel room back there but one of my uncle's thugs really beat up my friend Louis. He threatened both of them. And little Ava is like the nicest mousiest girl you'd ever meet. She is the exact opposite of me. I hate that almost everyone I know gets sucked into this death struggle with my Unky Mason. It's bullshit."
Stephanie was not normally one to just sit in a vehicle while riding, she liked to talk. Quiet was not in her nature. Still, the ride was pretty subdued, she couldn't even give Reagan any directions as she didn't really know the local roads and turns. Fortunately she did remember the name of the motel and that was all one needed in this era of GPS. Or maybe Reagan even knew where the place was on her own. It didn't take them long to pull into the lot and Steph pointed toward where their room number was. The three young friends shared a room, it had two queen beds. Louis slept in one and Ava and Steph shared.
"OK, shouldn't be long," she assured Reagan then smiled at Lucien when he got the door for her, "Wow, you learn fast. You'd be a great menial for rich folk."
Lucien warned her about the risk that word of mouth still held for her even if the police department was trying to shut this up. Frankly, she did not see how they could even get away with it. The rave had been crowded and umpteen people witnessed the so called kidnapping. Whatever....beyond her control.
"Not my fault ya know, Wiley Coyote Super Genius," she laughed then headed for the door of the room.
She didn't even get to knock before the door flung open and there was Ava practically leaping onto her in an embrace.
"Oh god, Steph!We were so worried! I was a wreck," Ava bit back tears then blinked at the sight of Lucien.
"Wait! Isn't that....OH MY GOD!" the petite blond backed up horrified.
"Just calm, huh. Don't worry. It's fine. This ..................gentleman....is one of my bodyguards now," Steph grinned.
"But...wasn't he....huh?" Ava was so confused, a state of mind Steph often found her in to be blunt.
"Long complicated story that even if I explained it all right now, you wouldn't get it so let's wait til we have a few hours, chill out girl," Steph reached out and patted the other girl's cheek.
"Oops, almost forgot. Lucien, this is Ava. Ava, Lucien," Steph did the whole intro thing.
"Miss," Lucian smiled and nodded at Ava. "We apologize for alarming you. I promise you that all we wanted to do and want to do is keep her safe." He decided to leave it up to Stephanie on how much she told her friends about everything. He assumed they knew she felt she was not safe with her uncle.
"I do not get it," Ava was being completely sincere. Of course Steph would tell you Ava didn't get a lot of things.
J.D. came up behind Lucian and Steph as they passed by the girl and entered the house. He saw the wide eyes and the expression on her and leaned a bit in her direction, tugging his sunglasses down to show his eyes a bit as he said "Boo..." in a low voice before smiling and pushing them back into place and following his brother.
Ava blinked and backed up a step not having any desire to get in this one's way as they entered the motel room. She then shut the door. She barely whispered once he went by her, "Boo yourself."
Steph and Lucian were now looking down at the nearest bed in the room or rather at the young man lying on it. Steph knew him of course. It was Louis and obviously something was wrong.
First off Louis was not the sort to just lie there and let Ava greet whoever came to the door and then when it was obviously Steph, he'd have normally raced up to her in a joyous reunion moment. But he was on his back on the bed, head propped up on a balled up pillow, shoes off, socks off, and clad only in boxer shorts. Was he sporting a black eye? On top of his chest and stomach were ice bags? Steph also noticed on the bed table an open bottle of Tylenol and a half finished plastic bottle of Coke. He was awake though and he gave her his best attempt at one of his goofy smiles though it was plain to see he was in some real discomfort.
"Hey Steph, sorry I didn't get up. Not really all that mobile right now."
That's when Louis then noticed the men with her, "Oh shit. Those guys."
"Yeah dude, those guys. But don't worry about them. They work for me now. I'll fill you in later but what the hell, dude?
You fall or something and what's with the ice bags? I think you put them over your eye," Steph frowned.
"Your uncle's douchebag security man...that Russian you hate so much...he paid us a visit," Louis wasn't smiling now.
"Oh shit!" Steph snapped.
Kat and Steph's conversation paused as they were then joined by her not-kidnappers now employees. Lucian didn't waste any time launching into an apology, not just to her but Kat too. Steph let the other woman reply first, while she just stood there taking in the sight of the two men looking fairly uncomfortable despite their best efforts to remain cool. She wasn't going to be vindictive. Oh, she was very vindictive about a lot of things in her life but she'd already decided they weren't her enemies, she had enough of those already. Well....OK, except for one little matter. When Kat finished......
"Apology accepted, Lucian sweetie," Steph smiled cloyly then her eyes went to the other brother, "Now I'd like to hear it from you, dude. A nice sincere apology - that is if you even can get it out of your craw."
J.D. blinked for a moment as he caught up with the conversation. He stared at the girl, then his eyes went to Lucian and then Kat then back to Stephanie. "Excuse me...a what?..." He straightened and his eyes narrowed. "You seriously want me to apologize for spending the night in jail because of You??..." J.D.'s gaze rotated back around to Lucian. "You better have something to say about this..."
"Yes, I seriously do. You did not end up in jail because of me. I was dancing at the rave, didn't even know you from Adam, and having a good time and you and your brother took me against my will. You waved around that big ass gun of yours and for all I knew you were going to use it. None of that was my fault, dude," Steph countered with a glare.
"And don't look to your brother. He already did the right thing and apologized. Now be a gentleman," she crossed her arms and waited.
"Safe? Well, it was til all this shit went down. Now it's gonna be a newspaper article and whatever passes for local TV around here. That will alert the paparazzi and plus I think the authorities probably contacted my family ergo Unky Mason. So I won't be able to stay much longer," Steph fully admitted.
"But right now I need to let my friends know I'm OK and get them taken care of. I mean in case they wanna head back home. Their families are actually pretty decent...mostly," she added.
"Lucian's sister is getting them released now I would guess, she's some hot shot lawyer type."
Stephanie spun about at the familiar voice. Kat and looking chipper (that was a word her dad used to like to use).
"Oh hey, proof the justice system works, right?" Steph was hardly that optimistic but it had this time.
She also now got a ride offer. There was just one flaw though.
"Thanks for the offer but.....I really really wanna get back to the motel and see my friends, Louis and Ava. They must be all worried....if for no other reason that I'm paying for the room and I paid for them to get to this place and would need to pay for them to go back home again too," she explained.
"And....before you say anything, yes, I AM capable of having friends," she grinned.
"Yeah, that's what I've always hoped and look how far it's gotten me so far," Steph sighed, but it wasn't this woman's fault that she had been pounding her head against a wall.
"Okay, Stephanie, take me through what happened at the rave from your point of view. After that, we will write up your statement and see about getting you out of here," Reagan smiled at the girl.
"OK, fair enough. Well, like I said. I told them I wasn't about to go along with them so they just immediately grabbed me and slung me over umm, Lucian's back then headed out. The other guy I think hit or shoved a couple of people who tried to interrupt them. We went out a back way I'm pretty sure but remember I was upside down at the moment.," she smiled.
"Anyhow we got outside and let me tell you my tits were really nipply, it was cold out there," Steph continued, "We got to the car and Cowboy JD decides to fire off a shot with his big bad gun. Up in the air though, he didn't aim at anyone. I was trying to resist as they got me in the vehicle and then ..........well, they took off like a bat out of hell and we ended up at Kat's place. I knew her because I had been there only a day earlier on my own. She rents horses to ride and me and her went riding in the woods. We even freed a moose baby...mooselet, whatever they call'em from being stuck in the mud. Kat is really cool. We got along great. So don't believe your brothers, I'm not a bitch to everyone. Some people even like me."
"Oh, and I could tell by Kat's shocked expression she had no idea they were coming to her house after doing this. She had no inkling what was going on. They just picked her place because.........well, it was out of the way I guess and Lucian knew her...somewhat. But the cops should never have taken Kat in. "
"I made sure that Miss Mercer will not be charged with anything. They assured me they were just going to take a statement from her for their incident report and then take her home," Reagan assured Stephanie of her friend's wellbeing. "And a baby moose is called a calf." This time the attorney grinned at Stephanie. The girl was definitely colorful, especially linguistically.
"Oh, good. Good to know," Steph nodded, she meant about Kat more than about the moose.
"Now," Reagan again looked at her notes, "you did feel you were in danger initially? When Lucian and J.D. took you from the club? And when did you decide they were no longer a threat?"
"Well yeah, plus remember I was pretty out of it. But honestly, I don't know why they couldn't have simply asked to talk to me and explained stuff instead of the way they did it. Once we were at Kat's place though, they hadn't done anything yet and I began to think about it more. I mean think about it....my uncle wants me dead not kidnapped. Lucian seemed nice enough, JD though...I could tell he doesn't like me. But then when the cops came, I decided not to press charges and tried to talk everybody out of all this mess but as you can see it didn't quite work," she shrugged.
"It's okay, Miss Stroud. J.D. doesn't really like anyone," Reagan said. "I also think this situation is still going to be fairly easy to resolve since neither J.D. nor Lucian had ill intent toward you. Your efforts to exonerate them were also well-intentioned. Now," Reagan pushed her legal pad and a pen toward Stephanie, "if you will just write down precisely what you told me, I will get it drafted into a statement that you can sign and we'll see about getting you out of here. Meanwhile, I need to go see Lucian and J.D. I'll return shortly."
With: Reagan MacLeod Location: Kodiak Police Dept., Interview Room 1 When: May 2017 Time: Afternoon
Stephanie arrived at the police station then was taken straightaway for processing. She cooperated completely even being nice to the female jailer who had to do the perfunctory search and hand out her bright orange jail garb. God, that orange was so garish! She wished they had at least had choices of colors but the jailer informed her that was not possible. She was read her rights of course and also given her one allowed phone call. Even though she had that card her one kidnapper now employee gave her, she used her call to call the motel and quickly fill in Louis and Ava on the situation. They were so relieved and Louis said he wasn't hurt but Ava was bawling her head off.
Somebody must have informed the lawyer's number on that card because Steph found out she had a meeting now with the woman. She was then escorted to a small room with a table and two chairs opposite each other and sat down. The lawyer would be in real soon.
"Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Soda?" asked the guard.
"Scotch on the rocks," Steph replied but as fully expected that request was turned down. Least the guy smiled...just a touch.
Soon enough the door opened and in walked this woman, with a briefcase. This had to be her new lawyer.
"Hey! Have a seat. You're in luck, I'm telling fortunes right now...but I will need to see your palm," Steph grinned.
Stephanie's brooding was interrupted when one of the men who'd gotten them all into trouble in the first place sidled over to the cop car. Steph checked out Dryer but his attention was elsewhere. Now what the hell was this guy up to? The man didn't say a word but slipped a small card thru the slit of an open window where it flittered down onto the seat next to her. She gave the man an eyeroll. Ummm, duh! Her hands were handcuffed behind her back, snatching that up wasn't exactly gonna be easy. What the hell was it anyhow? A business card?
She decided it would easiest to just sit on it and then when they took her out of the car, mention to the officer doing so that she dropped something from a pocket and could she please have it back? Although come to think of it, if she was going to jail, they were going to take whatever personal items you have on you and lock them away, including clothing, then they'd have to change into bright orange jail garb. That's what happened last time she was arrested but that was back in Oregon not this burg of an island.
Well, she would get one phone call, they had to give her that much. It was like in all the movies and TV shows. She'd use that phone call to let Louis and Ava back in the motel know what was going on. Oh and to check on how they were too. Honestly if her pseudokidnappers had hurt either of her friends she'd change her testimony and by the time she was done drama queening up on that witness stand, the pair of them would be lucky to come away with 25 years in prison.