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ALICE - A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 14 ] Paul The town of Red Rock Junction was small; we reached it by road, going on the I-15 to Virgina, then onto another road to Downey, Zenda and then Red Rock Junction. We arrived on the Thursday afternoon in my van, I had already instructed Alice to call me either Paul or Daddy, instead of Master Paul. We booked into the small hotel as father and daughter (Paul and Maddy Williams). The only room available was one with a double bed. “. . . Can’t understand it? . . . So many bookings, never seen so many newcomers around town. Is there some kind of convention in town?” The clerk asked. I shook my head, “No idea, we’re on a tour of the area, I used a pin in a map and here we are.” I said, inwardly seething – why didn’t they have a sign saying We went to the room and both looked at the bed, it wasn’t really inviting, not even the lure of the magic fingers attachment held any attraction for us. “Master Paul, I have a bad feeling about this.” Alice said and I agreed with her, not even bothering to remind her about my name. The telephone rang, it was agent Smith. “Mr. Purple? I saw you arrive, I’m in room 202 – just across the way, can you come over for a meeting?” He asked. “Yes, I think we need a discussion!” I said and then instructed Alice to lock the door and not to let anyone else in. I went from the room and waited to hear the key turn in the lock, I knew she wouldn’t open the door to strangers. I knocked on room 202’s door and Smith opened it, Jones was typing away on a lap top. Smith closed the door, “Well we’re all set! We’ve got men all over the town!” A discrete cough from Jones made him amend his statement, “I mean Agents.” He said. I nodded, “So I was told. The Clerk asked me if there was a convention in town. If he’s noticed so would others.” I was happy to see Smith’s face drop. He turned to Jones, “Don’t say a word!” Was all he said so I suppose he was in charge and had made the arrangements. “So what are the plans?” I asked. “Well you wear a wire and get him to talk, when we have enough then our Agents will move in and pick him up!” Smith said. “Good, how many men does Red have with him? How is he armed? Does he have any anti-surveillance gear with him? Will a frisk find the wire?” I asked, Smith looked lost so I continued. “Why did Red chose this place? Remember he call’s himself Red. Did he come from here? Is his family still here? You have checked him out completely?” “N . . . not . . . I mean . . .” Smith began babbling. “This was set up in a hurry; although a brief background check was carried out it was centred around where he lived.” Jones looked daggers at Smith. I went to the telephone and picked up the local directory, opening it to the letter F. “Well at a glance there are 4 Fornalski’s living here, what’s the betting that Red is amongst them?” I said throwing the book down. “Now what I suggest is that your people pick a table for Red to sit at and have directional microphones focused on that.” “And how the hell are we supposed to do that?” Smith asked sneeringly. “I don’t know, fill the other tables with your agents leaving just the one, I’m normally peckish at midday, I’m sure others are! I’ll have a cellphone and you will ensure that Alice is kept safe. I suggest she remains here with Agent Jones. If I need to present her then I’ll call. But I need to keep the upper hand.” I said. “It will mean changing our plans, I’m not sure if . . .” Agent Smith began but I was getting angry with him. “Then you’re no longer in charge of this operation! Agent Jones if you’ll implement the changes and we’ll sort the lot out.” I said. “You can’t order me about! I’m with the FBI! I’ve a good mind. . .” Agent Smith began. “Well then you should use it! You know my history as does the government, this affects one of mine and if you think I’m going to jeopardise her life because of your incompetence then you have another thought coming. Agent Jones please connect me with your superiors!” I said and was happy to see her take out her mobile phone and press a button, she then handed the phone to me. “Yes?” The voice although distorted was female. “This is Paul Purple; I have reservations about Agent Smith’s suitability to control the situation.” I said and quickly explained my reasoning. “Pass me to Agent Smith.” The voice said. “Yes, Smith here . . . yes, . . . yes but . . . yes . . . yes . . . but . . . yes I understand, yes. Yes!” And Smith passed the phone to Agent Jones. “Yes, no! No, yes. Very well if that’s what you want, goodbye.” She said and hung up. “This is Special Agent Jones, we have an alternate plan we’ll need to work out, call a meeting . . . No! I’m not buggering about; you’ll be getting confirmation in a few minutes. Right. Now move!” She ordered and hung up with a satisfied look on her face. “Everything will be fine Mr. Purple, you can depend on us.” She said, although I heard the word me, and I noticed the look that Smith gave her. - - - - - - - I returned to my room, knocking on the door and announcing who I was ‘daddy’. Alice didn’t open the door, instead she asked. “Who stayed downstairs with a broken leg?” I didn’t have to think, “Billie-Jo, while Pauline taught self-defence.” I said and was happy to hear the door being unlocked. “Oh master, I’m sorry about that.” Alice said after I had closed and locked the door behind me. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I should have thought of a password.” I hugged her, “You were very wise and quick to think of that.” Alice gave a laugh, “Well master there wasn’t much on T.V. and I was just sitting amusing myself thinking about questions.” She said smiling. “That was very good of you still. Now we’re going to have to rely on Room Service for dinner as I don’t want you walking around town at the moment, so my daughter is going to have a stomach ache.” I said. “Oh daddy, I don’t feel well, shall I get into bed?” Alice asked me with a smile, I nodded my head and she quickly undressed. “You know it felt funny to wear clothes over all this time.” She said as she slipped under the bedcovers, she pulled back the sheet revealing her nakedness beneath, “Do you want to join me daddy?” She asked, she had become quite the little sex kitten ever since that evening with Billie-Jo and me. “Be quiet you little minx! Now lie down and make moaning noises.” I said giving her a swat on her pert breast. “Oww, meanie!” She pouted and then covered herself and began to moan. I picked up the telephone, “Hello . . . yes can I have room service? . . Ah good, this is Mr. Williams in room 204, my daughter has a bad stomach ache, must have been something she ate on the way here . . . Oh no, no I’m not suggesting she ate anything here, I just wondered if you could provide something to sooth her stomach . . . you have, that would be great.” I hung up, Alice stopped moaning. “I’ll tell you what master, why don’t you make me moan in another way?” Alice asked with a smile on her face. But the smile changed to a worried look and she started to moan as there was a knock on the door, “Room service!” A young male voice sounded, I opened the door, keeping my foot behind it just in case. “Oh daddy! I’m going to be sick!” Alice said and jumped out of the bed clutching the sheet around her in her dash to the toilet, but she wasn’t good enough to keep it completely around her and the young guy was treated to a view of her naked backside as the toilet door closed behind her. “Wow-wheee!” He said. I put on a stern face. “That’s my daughter you’re talking about! Now can I have. . .” A bottle was pushed into my hands and the youth was still trying to look around the door as I closed it. The toilet door creaked open and April looked out, “Did you tip that guy?” She asked with a smile. I pulled her onto my lap as I sat down on the bed and started swatting her ass, “You . . . were . . . very . . . naughty . . . young . . . lady!” I said punctuating each word with my hand loading on her ass. When I released Alice she was still smiling. “Thank you master, but I see you have a problem down there. May I help you with it?” She said, and before I could push her away, she went onto her knees and undid the fly on my pants, reaching inside and removing my erect cock from my clothing before engulfing it in her mouth. “You know Alice, you’re going to be better than Billie-Jo soon!” I joked. But Alice drew her head back and answered seriously, “Oh no master. Sister Billie-Jo will always be better than me, she knows you too well.” She said and then began pulling my pants down over my hips, I rose up to allow her to slip them over my hips, taking my shorts with them. She then pulled them down my legs and took them off altogether. I then felt her doing something with my legs, but I didn’t know what at the time. Pushing me back down, she looked me in the eye. “Master I know that you’re not allowed to take my virginity, but I still have another place that you can use.” She told me. “But Alice you’re not going to . . . to . . .” I said but then Alice managed to push me backwards and had attached my hands to the headboard. She then produced a tube of jelly which she started to smear over my cock. “Where did you get that from?” I asked her. “Billie-Jo and Pauline gave it to me; they also told me how to slip these restraints onto you, she said as she worked away, “Why those sneaky . . .” I said but stopped as Alice straddled my waist, raising herself to position my cock at her ass. “Alice, you’re going to have to relax your sphincter muscle, try to push out as if you’re taking a dump.” I advised her – since I couldn’t stop her I might as well help her. Alice giggled at my words but concentrated, before dropping herself down, taking a deep breath as my cock lodged in her ass. “Are you alright?” I asked her in a worried tone as I didn’t want her to injure herself at this time – how would I explain things to a doctor? (let alone room service!) “Yes, it was just so . . . I don’t know . . . unexpected, that’s all. I didn’t think it would hurt so much.” She said. “Well if I had my hand free I could help you.” I said reasonably. She thought about it and then bent forward and released my hands. I brought them up and held her hips to allow her to gain her breath. “Pauline told me this was different, but not how it was different.” Alice said. “Unless you’ve experienced virginal intercourse you’ll never know.” I said which wasn’t very helpful for Alice, “The rectum is control by a muscle that holds things in you have to force down, it isn’t really designed for things going up inside you, but then it will return to its normal size. Once a vagina is breached then it will stretch out with use. But you can still have pleasure while doing this.” I told her. “You can? How?” Alice asked and then gasped as I moved my hands to her breasts, teasing and rubbing them, dragging my nails over her nipples. Without realising it lice slipped a bit lower, impaling more of herself on my cock. I then moved my attentions to her clit, rubbing it as a boy would after just discovering his cock for the first time; soon Alice was sitting firmly on my lap, with my entire length in her colon. “That’s it Alice, you’ve done it!” I exclaimed. “Really? I feel so full!” She said, “Just like I did when Pauline gave me the enema.” She added. “When was that?” I asked her as the last enema was during the last week and she wasn’t supposed to have had another one. “About an hour before we left!” Alice said with a smile on her face. “She said it would help me more than the jelly!” And then she began lifting herself up about two inches before dropping back down again. “Oh that feels . . . strange.” She said. “How do you mean strange? Nasty or nice?” I asked keeping one hand on her clit, the other on her hip. “Nice, very nice!” She said and began bouncing up and down on me. I tried to help by moving my hips in counterpoint to her, pulling back as she went up and pushing forward as she come down. I soon lost hold of her clit and had to make do with holding her hips as she rode me like a bucking bronco. All too soon I was spurting again, giving her bowel their first taste of my sperm. Alice started to smile again. “Oh master I can feel it!” She exclaimed and then went rigid; I had seen girls cum form anal sex and was happy to learn that Alice was one of these. I felt myself go soft inside her and she lifted herself up to allow me to exit her body and then she fell across my body, I realised she was asleep. - - - - - - - “Hello . . . room service? This is Mr. Williams in room 204, can I order dinner for two . . . yes she is, whatever that stuff was it went straight to her stomach.” – by way of her butt. I thought but didn’t say. I placed my order and turned to Alice. “Now my daughter, I think you’d better get dressed. I don’t want a repeat of earlier.” I told her seriously Alice pouted, “That’s not fair daddy, don’t you think he deserves to see my front, after all he did see my ass!” She said. “He might see your ass again . . . as I spank it again! Now get dressed!” I told her in mock anger. She wrapped a skirt around her waist and then put on a blouse, but I could see her erect nipples through the fabric of the skirt, but I didn’t say anything. Some minutes later there came a knock on the door, “Room Service!” a man’s voice announced, it was an older voice than earlier. I opened the door and the man guided a trolley into the room, his eyes seemed drawn to Alice as he entered. “Evening Miss, I hope you’re feeling better now?” He asked talking to Alice’s breasts. “Oh yes, daddy gave me the stuff and I’ve felt better ever since.” Alice said smiling as she sat down by a small table that had been set up. I could hear the man take a deep breath and I realised what had happened. “I think I can deal with the rest of this.” I told the man giving him a tip and escorting him to the door, when I turned around I could see that Alice’s skirt had opened up slightly and I was looking straight at her shaven pussy. I shook my head at her and continued with serving the meal which was very nice and hot, a discrete knock at the door made us both look up. “Yes, who is it?” I asked, “Mr. Williams I just wondered how your daughter was?” Agent’s Jones’s voice came from outside. Again I opened the door a crack to ensure that it was just Agent Jones and then opened the door to admit her. “It’s all set, we’ve checked on the owners of the suggested meeting area, they’re part of Fornalski’s family, but they’ve disowned him as they didn’t like the way he’s been going. They’ll allowing us to have a few camera’s focusing on the table, so we can see and hear everything.” She said after a few minutes. “You’re certain they’re okay with this, they’re not just playing you about?” I asked her. “100%, they’ve been in several family arguments where other members of the family have tried to take over the business, the last one involve the local police before it was resolved. I feel that we can trust them.” She added. “Master Paul, I know she’s right.” Alice said to me. “Alright, we’ll go ahead with it.” I said, “I’ll appear at 12 noon.” “And Alice will be in my room waiting to hear the results.” Jones said. “I’ve got a file that we’ve managed to prepare about Red, if you’re interested.” She added. I took it, “Thanks, I’ll go through it later.” I told her and escorted her to the door. Alice was undoing her skirt as I closed the door. After Jones left we decided to turn in for the night . . . if you think I’m going to tell you what happened, sorry! - - - - - - - My only concession to the FBI was the wearing of a miniature earpiece which allowed me to monitor what was being said, at 11 o’clock the diner was starting to fill up, families and couples would gravitate into the place and soon the owners were turning people away to the nearest café – they would be compensated for any lost trade they’d been told. – a spotter across the way would comment on people who approached and his language was slightly colourful. “Couple of oldies, making a fuss but leaving. . . . Looking around I can see a nice piece of Jail-bait, man you should see the rack on this kid!” The voice was drooling. “Agent Hawtrey is the person approaching the diner?” Jones’s voice interrupted his talk. “Err, no ma’am, but I thought the guys needed. . .” Hawtrey began to say. “Then you can stop the descriptions unless they are relevant to the situation.” Jones said dryly. “Yes ma’am.” Hawtrey resumed to giving just normal observations but with abbreviations. “The PYT has gone into the bookshop, didn’t think she was a reader . . . Hello, the blinds have been drawn and the close sign is now up. Pimply SH looking out through window. Does anyone want to . . .” “Negative, we’re here for Fornalski anything else is not our business, clear?” Jones said. “Clear!” and “Crystal!” Came the various replies. Half an hour before the meeting Red and three others arrive, two thugs described by Hawtrey as ACBMF’s (A Couple of Big Motha Fuckers) and a young (12 years old) girl described as a VPYT (Very Pretty Young Thing) – the group were ushered to the only table that was available. Unaware that they were under close scrutiny. I waited for a few minutes before I approached the diner, “Heads up guys, we’re on!” Was the comment I heard in the earpiece. I went to the counter and ordered a coke and a beef sandwich, accepting both and looking around I went to the only table with a spare seat. I walked to the table where Red and the girl were sitting; the two goons bracketed the girl like bookends. “Mind if I sit here?” I asked. “Yes! I’m expecting company!” Red said curtly as he scanned the crowd. I ignored him and sat down anyway. A large meaty hand dropped onto my shoulder. “Why Red? . . . You said it would only be you and the exchange! Where did these two come from?” I asked him ignoring the weight bearing down on me. “You’re the contact?” Red said and gestured to the goon, “Where’s Alice? You should have brought her!” I smiled at him, “Relax, just like you I don’t trust people, unlike you I take precautions.” I handed my sandwich and drink to the scared looking girl. “You’d better eat this; I think I’m going to take you on a long ride.” I said smiling at her. She went to reach for it when Red covered the sandwich with his hand. “She don’t do nothing until I get Alice! Unharmed if you know what I mean.” I was the image of calmness, “I never managed to get that far with her, she was too skittish, I was going to tie her down but then I heard the news. Your attack on her father gave her a bit of a shock I can tell you, how did you manage it?” I said smiling. “Why?” He was cautious, wary. “Just professional interest, Nitro, TNT? What was it?” I persisted. Red smiled, he liked to talk it seems. “Alright if you want to know, it was household gas and a spark generator disguised as a table lamp. Leave the gas running for an hour to fill up the place and when there’s a spark . . . no more problem.” He finished laughing. “Yeah but surely Alice’s dad would have done something to stop it?” I said. Red shook his head, “Hell man you think I’m stupid. I spent nearly a day listening to his whining on about how I gypped him. In the end I knocked him out and tied him to a chair in the kitchen. After I told him what was going to happen to him I then went on to describe exactly what I was going to do to his precious daughter.” Red smiled and leaned back in his chair, “It was fun seeing the tears in his face as I closed the door on him. By the time the place went up I was back home porking his widow!” “And what are you going to do when you get Alice back?” I asked “Well first I’m going to whip her ass for running away from me and then I’m going to rape her ass to teach her never to do it again!” Red said, his eyes glazing over in anticipation as he spoke. “How’s her mother going to react to that?” I asked him. “She ain’t going to bother us at all, not now!” Red said ominously. “And where did you find this morsel?” I said indicating the scared young girl, trying to distract him from whatever it was he had done to Alice’s mother. “Her parents found out that it doesn’t pay to cross me.” He said smiling. “Why not keep her and let me keep Alice? This one’s bound to grow on you and she’s young enough to learn whatever you want her to learn.” I said Red shook his head, “Hey man, I’ve spent time and money on that little bitch, I’m the one who’s going to break her in, and turn her into a gold mine.” He said I looked at the girl, “What’s your name darling?” I asked her gently. She looked around before looking back at me, “Tra . . . Tracy . . . Mister is it true what they say, you’re going to be taking me and teaching me to be a slut?” “Well Tracy it all depends on how things go, talking about things going I think these two had better blow!” I said looking at the two goons. “They’re with me, just to get things in the right perspective. If you mess with me I’m going to screw you!” Red said. I laughed, “Oh Adam, haven’t you learnt by now? I’m not one of your easy marks. If you try anything here then your family will be the worst for it. Your sister Rachael for example?” I said watching him. He flinched, “What do you know about Rach? You leave her alone man!” Red was looking very concerned now, obviously thinking how was it I knew so much? “Relax Red, as long as you play fair . . .” I left the rest of the statement unspoken – also I deliberately returned to his nick-name instead of his real one. Red looked at the goons, “Take 5, but hang around, I might need you!” he said. The goons grunted and walked to the counter, where a space seemed to open for them, the waitress behind the counter poured out two coffees and waited for an order. I noticed it was Agent Jones . . . if she was here who was with Alice? “So . . . what’s going to happen now?” Red asked. “That’s up to you, I mean I’ve already got her trained and ready to deliver. I can’t lose out on my investment either. What can you offer to sweeten the pot?” I asked. “Hey I can only offer the kid here! She prime and good in the sack if you follow me!” Red said with a satisfied smile. “You’ve already test driven her?” I said as if talking about a car but as I looked at Tracy she shuddered and pulled away from Red slightly. He opened his hands expressively, “Someone had to show her mom and Pop couldn’t help her,” He gave a giggle type laugh, “Man you should have heard them scream about that!” I shook my head sadly, “Sorry Red, the girl is useless to me now - I only take pure items.” I watched as one bodyguard went to the rest room, followed by two from the diner, so I didn’t need to worry about him, but my little talk had un-nerved Red. “What do you mean?” He asked. “I mean the deal’s off! goodbye Red. You’ve got nothing to offer me.” I said getting up from my seat. “Hey hold on you can’t just leave like that!” Red said also getting up. “Watch me Adam!” I told him, the second body-guard started to move towards us but clutched his stomach and then fell to the floor. “Must have been something he drank!” I said and went to open the door. “Hold it, come back here or the girl get it!” Red had taken hold of Tracy and was holding a knife to her throat. “You won’t do anything to her, not in a room full of witnesses!” I told him calmly. “Man you know nothing, this is my town! When I say jump they ask how high!” He said smiling. “Ladies and gentlemen, would you kindly introduce yourselves?” I said folding my arms. “F.B.I. FREEZE!” Jones said producing her gun, the people around the diner did the same. Red held onto the girl but ducked down behind her using her as a shield as he backed to a wall. “Oh very good, now make a path or this brat gets another smile!” He said. The agents were hampered by not having a clear shot, and the knowledge that a wrongly place shot could kill the girl. Red started moving along the wall to the door. “Give it up Adam! You’re only making things worse for yourself!” I tried to reason with him, but our attention was distracted by Agent Smith who came through the door holding onto Alice. “Get her out of here!” I shouted to Smith who shook his head. “No way, it’s all going wrong this is the only way to fix it! You want this girl I trade her for that one!” Smith said. “Smith, No! You don’t know what you’re doing!” I said. But during the time we were arguing Red managed to grab hold of Alice, he now had both girls in his hands, but this gave him the problem of keeping his knife free, a problem he solved by throwing Tracy across the room into a group of Agents. Now the knife was at Alice’s throat. “You see darling, I always get what I want. That’s what your old man and mother found out. You’re mine and will always be!” he said nuzzling her neck. “You killed my mother?” Alice asked her voice low and there was a strange tone in it. “What can I say, she started to bore me! So I gave her another interest!” Red laughed, a laugh that seemed strangled as Alice moved her head back into his throat. “My family never did you any harm . . .” Alice moved from his flailing knife, ducking beneath the blade and turning to face him. “But you went out . . .” her leg kicked out hitting his knee. “And destroyed us . . .” another kick to the same knee. “. . . Just for your . . .” she moved behind him now and delivered several blows to his kidneys, “. . . amusement. . .” he turned to strike at her but lost the knife as she blocked his arm. “Laugh this off!” She delivered another punch to his stomach and, as he bent over, brought her hand down in a vicious chop onto the back of his neck. I heard the crack from where I was standing and ran up to Alice, grabbing a loose gun from an amazed agent’s hand. I put two rounds into Red’s head. “You’ll never harm anyone again!” I said to the body. “It’s okay Alice, I’ve stopped him.” I said out loud. I handed the gun, butt first, to the agent and took Alice’s hand, taking her out of the diner, as we past him I looked at Smith. “You were supposed to wait for the signal, I did tell you what might happen.” I said, before he could answer me I swung my fist around and socked him on the chin, flooring him. I turned to the scared girl who was still watching us. “Tracy, come with us.” I said to her and she ran up to Alice, holding her hand. We walked to the hotel. - - - - - - - “He was a bad man!” Tracy said after telling us how Red had walked into her house, tied up her parents and then raped her in front of them, as she was taken out of the house she heard two shots. “Yes, he was.” Alice said she had stopped shaking from the shock of what she had done. “I must admit I enjoyed ending his life.” I said coldly. It was late in the evening and the police and FBI were still working at the diner, Red’s body had been taken away to the coroner for formal identification and verification of death, I was waiting for the results knowing that I would be arrested for killing him. A knock on the door which I opened admitting Agent Jones she looked at me, “We need to talk.” She said I nodded. “Alright, shall we go to your room?” I suggested and turned to Alice and Tracy, “You two stay here, don’t open the door to anyone else but me.” I told them, they nodded their heads. I went with Agent Jones but waited for my room to lock first. As we entered the room Smith was still there, holding an ice-pack to his face. “We’ve got the results from the post-mortem examination.” She began “Your shots were not the cause of death.” She said “Red died from a broken neck, caused by a sharp blow along the back.” I said. “Yes, it would seem that Alice was very efficient in her blows. Does she know that she killed him?” Jones asked me. “No, and I don’t see any reason why she should! As far as she knows she knocked him unconscious and I fired the fatal bullets that killed him, I don’t think she even heard the sound of his neck breaking.” I said. “But she murdered him!” Agent Smith said. “No she didn’t, you don’t murder a rabid dog, you put it down! In a way Red deserved his death and Alice deserved the right to do it, but she will never know!” I told him. “It’s all going down in my report! We’ll see how far she goes with this!” Smith snarled. “And I will have to make my own reports, as I was in charge of the operation at the time.” Jones said, “I will say that Alice was defending herself against an armed felon who was threatening her life, and that she was acting in self-defence.” She said. “And what about the discharging of a stolen weapon by this man? Are you just going to forget about that?” Smith said angrily. “No, but I will mention why Mr. Purple acted in the way he did, I’m sure they’ll understand.” She looked at me, “But you realise that we are going to have to be in Ropeville for the decision?” I nodded. “Good! Mavis is on her way, we’ll get your vehicle to your home in the meantime.” “What about Tracy? According to her story Red shot her parents, either they are dead or badly injured.” I said. “We’ll have councillors on site to question her; they’ll get as much detail as possible. I’m also sorry to say we had a report from Alice’s home town. Her mother’s body was fished out of the reservoir earlier today, she had been shot at close range and her body was mutilated, we think after death. I’ll have to tell Alice about this.” Jones said looking despondent. “Alice already knows, I take it she was listening in to the feed from the diner?” I looked at Smith who gave a grudging nod, “She was the one who demanded to go to the diner when Red took Tracy hostage?” Another nod. “And you couldn’t control her enough to keep her safe! You allowed her to endanger herself.” I went to move towards him but Smith started back and went into a back room. I turned to Jones. “I’m sorry but I never want to see him again.” I said. “I’ll try to get him re-assigned, he hasn’t really been happy in his current assignment.” Jones agreed. “Alright I’ll get the girls ready for travelling, I take it we’ll all be under for the trip, so I’d better prepare Tracy for that. . . - - - - - - - We were taken to a clearing where the, now, familiar shape of the helicopter was waiting for us, I held onto Tracy’s hands as we sat in the seats. “Don’t worry Tracy, it’s just a little sting and the next thing you know is that you’re elsewhere, you’ll be safe and well.” I told the girl who winced as she was injected. I then watched as Alice accepted the needle next, her eyes quickly closing as she lost consciousness. Finally it was my turn I tried to follow the path of the injection but failed. The next thing I knew was we were lying in the hospital across from Billie-Jo and Pauline. |