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TxM6: Taxi Murders the Novel -Chapter 1
Abduction: Laurie Fallon Kidnapped
(c) 2003 Sean Farragher
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Chapter 1
Laurie Fallon: Scream

Laurie Fallon raised the intelligent alarm. Her whole being bore down
double sharp notes, peeling glass with her shriek.

* * *

TxM6 is just like the movies. Bet you don't remember how Peter Lorre's
character murdered Myrna Loy in the never finished 1932 movie Taxi Murders
Express.

The director Josef Von Sternberg finally stopped production when Myrna
Loy's stand-in stunt double was strangled on the movie set. No one was ever
charged with the crime although some suspected Lorre.

It was a murder that would leave scars for sixty years.




The Gables Pub, 1090 River Road, Edgewater, NJ
11:20 PM -- Friday, April 10, 1992

Outside the Gables bar, set almost on the curb the music blasted along
River Road almost to the Hudson River edge. It was an old, not too fancy
but popular bar that featured live rock music and Wednesday through
Saturday night female and once a month Friday night male strippers.
It was a pick up joint and a place for lovers.

Six foot tall, seven months pregnant, twenty-six year old Laurie Fallon
walked slowly from the bar to her car swinging the keys. A one-time exotic
dancer and barmaid at the Gables, she often returned to chat with the
affable owner, Lilly, and several of the regulars.

Laurie was sad that night. Having fought with her boy friend, Henry, who
was now out of town, she didn't want to return to their empty apartment.
Not even the swagger of the male strippers lifted her spirits.

Standing with one foot on the curb, she looked back at the Gables as if she
might return. Laurie hated being indecisive. Staring into the headlights,
she pinned her natural red hair up off her face.

Reflected against the red and ochre neon lights of the bar, she waited for
a lone truck to pass, and then stepped slowly between the parked cars to
cross.

Suddenly a strong young man wearing a black ski mask grabbed her neck and
mouth from behind. Stalking her from the damp spaces between his van and
the cab of a truck, he had missed her mouth with his gag. She screamed and
bit his fingers. He pulled back, almost frightened.

Laurie caught his face with her nails driving furrows from cheek to chest.
His scream was pity by comparison.

Laurie grabbed the man's ski mask, pulling it quickly over his head while
suffering his kicks and shrieking curses. Falling down against the curb
between the street and the parked cars she scraped knees and elbows;
twisted by her legs, her easy dress split wide, riding up to expose her
neatly trimmed pubic hair.

Laurie pushed the wool mask between her legs. As the short but solid man
beat and kicked her with his boot, she refused to release it. Turning her
back to the man, she twisted her body, leaning into the curb, protecting
the child she carried from the blows. Laurie drove the disguise deeply
against her skin.

As the earthquake continued inside, outside the man had stopped, wondering
what he could do next now that the gag and ether were discarded.

In that second pause, Laurie reached for his balls. Holding them in her
palm, she squeezed. He caught her mouth square with his boot. Laurie let
go.

He kicked her endlessly in the back. Grit under her nails, the man's blood
on her mouth, Laurie realized how much she wanted to live to save her
child; she fell back short of victory, breathless, sabotaged by instinct.
At that turn
in the battle she submitted, wondering why no one had helped her.

Quickly taping arms, legs and mouth, he gathered the almost unconscious
woman into his dirty white van. The man, later identified as one of the
infamous, "Genesis Killers" did not notice that his ski mask had dropped
from between Laurie's legs to the street.




THE DIRTY WHITE VAN

Inside the van, bound and gagged, Laurie could not watch the neon lights of
the Gables exotic dance club shimmer in yellow and red slivers against the
cloud of the river and New York City's skyline.

Just before the man pulled out into the traffic, a dazzled movie clouded
her eyes. Captured by rough tape, she refused to concede and her arms
pushed and pulled, almost throwing the man off balance.

Laurie did remember that she had screamed silently "No" as he shot her full
of shit to make her ass collapse. He didn't hear, "don't hurt the baby."

Laurie would be held captive for the next ten months. She would suspend her
life within an odd assortment of dreams and fixations conjured to keep her
sane.

Later, when she replayed her two-minute skirmish, Laurie marveled at the
failed strength she had struck.

No Joan of Arc burned at the stake. She might survive.




NEXT MORNING: Missing Person

At 0932, Edgewater police reported that an eyewitness, known only as Rose,
had come forward to describe a crime outside the Gables the previous night.
Without this witness no one would have immediately known Laurie was
missing.









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END

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