Chapter 11: 11. We Wait.
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Frances put in her headphones after she finished her stretch, it was going to be a long run today. She had neglected her training for too long now she couldn't do so anymore. The break was over and she was finally motivated enough to go back to school. She started to run the dirt track and down the path into the woods. It was still early in the morning but there was enough light for her to see where she was headed. After running for almost and hour she contemplated going back but decided to to an extra ten minutes. She continued running until she tripped.
"Ooooff!" She landed on the floor, and began rolling down the side of the road. 'Is this the end for me? Am I going to die?' she thought as she rolled. Until something prevented her from rolling further and she stopped.
Sitting up she examined her torn clothes and the bruises littering her skin. She looked to see what stopped her, it looked like a person.
Removing her phone to check for sure, since she didn't want to believe it, she turned on the flashlight. Her blood froze when she saw the body but the instant she recognized the face she let out and ear splitting scream.
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Patricia got in her car immediately she heard the news, Jessie was dead! She had to act fast, turning it on she quickly headed to the police station. Bursting out of the car in tears she ran into the station.
"Detective Anderson! I need to speak to detective Anderson." She sobbed.
The cop at the reception directed her to his office and she went in.
"Don't you think all those tears are unnecessary?" The detective asked her, crossing his arms across his chest with a bored expression.
"What do you mean?! My friend and colleague just died how can you say that?" She whined, wiping her nose. Without permission she sat down at the other side of his desk.
"Well, since your here I assume you want to tell me the whole truth?" He said.
"Yes, yes I'm not protecting her anymore. I'm really sorry I lied but I know what happened that night." She said.
The detective gave her a blank look and she sniffled and started to talk.
"That night after the interview, I was truthful when I said I got into her van thinking it was mine. I usually sit at the back so I'm sure she didn't notice me when she got in because like I said before, I fell asleep. When I got up I heard voices like she was arguing with somebody and the van wasn't moving anymore. I got out to see who it was but you must realise my shock when I saw her holding a gun to her driver. I wanted to say something, stop her but she fired and killed him. Instinctively I screamed, and she saw me. Before she could threaten me with the gun I hit it out of her hands and she took off running." Patricia narrated.
"So you are saying Jessie Marin killed the driver" He said curtly.
She nodded.
"And you said nothing sooner because...?"
"I was scared, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't judge the situation." She said sincerely.
"So what makes you so bold now?"
"Well Jessie is dead, she killed herself with pills from guilt." Patricia said matter of factly.
"How do you know that? We haven't released the news of her body to the press neither have we done an autopsy so how do you know that?" He asked her.
"Because of this" she said digging her hands into her purse and bringing out her phone. She turned it on and played a recording.
"Patricia" the voice from the phone called. The detective sat up straight as he heard it.
"Is that Jessie?" he asked and she nodded motioning for him to be quiet and listen.
"Jessie? Jessie where are you?!" Patricia's voice from the recording spoke.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" Jessie cried. "Tell them I'm so sorry."
"Tell who? Jessie you have to come back. Where are you? Where are you hiding?" Patricia asked.
"It doesn't matter and I can never come back, after killing the driver, I can't."
"So what now? Are you going to be on the run for the rest of your life?" She asked.
"No, I won't. Please tell my mother that I love her and she should take care of herself. Say hi to my manager and tell my agency they can go fuck themselves. No more."
"Jessie, what are you saying? Where are you going?"
"Where no one will follow me, good bye."
"Wait. Jessie, Jessie!"
Patricia picked up her phone from the table after the recording was done.
"When did she call you?" He asked.
"Two days ago." She answered.
Jamie palmed his face and sighed. He was getting tired of this woman, did she think he was a fool? Or that she could manipulate him? Every day she added more to her story and was not even ashamed to tell him she got information and was willingly keeping it from him. He didn't believe a word she said but she always brought evidence so he couldn't dismiss her statement.
"Okay, you'll have to submit you phone as evidence I hope you have no issue with that." He said.
"No, no of course not."
"You can go for now, but this isn't over. We'll still need to you comeback again."
"Certainly, thank you." Patricia said feigning hurt and dismay. She picked up her bag and walked out of the police station.
And who said acting isn't the best job in the world she smiled.
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Katherine waited anxiously in the parking lot, she had included just a few members of her team that she could trust because Paul was very clear that she should be discrete.
As soon as she sighted his black g-wagon, she smacked on her gloves and they ran to the car.
They were only four doctors in total there and the two men carried the unconscious woman and placed her on a stretcher. Katherine checked her pulse and her heartbeat. The others stood around the bed awaiting instructions. By the time they had administered the necessary first aid they wheeled her into the hospital.
"Can you save her?" Jason asked.
"Hopefully, we need to run tests first. Anything else important I should know? You know apart from the fact that I'm now struggling to save the life of our missing national goddess?" She said folding her arms and staring at the two men in front of her.
"Kate, I promise I'll explain everything later just help?" Paul pleaded.
She shook her head, "I'll do my best to save her life it is my duty as a doctor. But now, you owe me for keeping this a secret Paul."
He nodded.
"And you sir" she looked at Jason. "I'm very disappointed." She said walking away.
"So what now?" Jason sighed.
"We wait." Paul replied.
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Frances put in her headphones after she finished her stretch, it was going to be a long run today. She had neglected her training for too long now she couldn't do so anymore. The break was over and she was finally motivated enough to go back to school. She started to run the dirt track and down the path into the woods. It was still early in the morning but there was enough light for her to see where she was headed. After running for almost and hour she contemplated going back but decided to to an extra ten minutes. She continued running until she tripped.
"Ooooff!" She landed on the floor, and began rolling down the side of the road. 'Is this the end for me? Am I going to die?' she thought as she rolled. Until something prevented her from rolling further and she stopped.
Sitting up she examined her torn clothes and the bruises littering her skin. She looked to see what stopped her, it looked like a person.
Removing her phone to check for sure, since she didn't want to believe it, she turned on the flashlight. Her blood froze when she saw the body but the instant she recognized the face she let out and ear splitting scream.
**************************************************
Patricia got in her car immediately she heard the news, Jessie was dead! She had to act fast, turning it on she quickly headed to the police station. Bursting out of the car in tears she ran into the station.
"Detective Anderson! I need to speak to detective Anderson." She sobbed.
The cop at the reception directed her to his office and she went in.
"Don't you think all those tears are unnecessary?" The detective asked her, crossing his arms across his chest with a bored expression.
"What do you mean?! My friend and colleague just died how can you say that?" She whined, wiping her nose. Without permission she sat down at the other side of his desk.
"Well, since your here I assume you want to tell me the whole truth?" He said.
"Yes, yes I'm not protecting her anymore. I'm really sorry I lied but I know what happened that night." She said.
The detective gave her a blank look and she sniffled and started to talk.
"That night after the interview, I was truthful when I said I got into her van thinking it was mine. I usually sit at the back so I'm sure she didn't notice me when she got in because like I said before, I fell asleep. When I got up I heard voices like she was arguing with somebody and the van wasn't moving anymore. I got out to see who it was but you must realise my shock when I saw her holding a gun to her driver. I wanted to say something, stop her but she fired and killed him. Instinctively I screamed, and she saw me. Before she could threaten me with the gun I hit it out of her hands and she took off running." Patricia narrated.
"So you are saying Jessie Marin killed the driver" He said curtly.
She nodded.
"And you said nothing sooner because...?"
"I was scared, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't judge the situation." She said sincerely.
"So what makes you so bold now?"
"Well Jessie is dead, she killed herself with pills from guilt." Patricia said matter of factly.
"How do you know that? We haven't released the news of her body to the press neither have we done an autopsy so how do you know that?" He asked her.
"Because of this" she said digging her hands into her purse and bringing out her phone. She turned it on and played a recording.
"Patricia" the voice from the phone called. The detective sat up straight as he heard it.
"Is that Jessie?" he asked and she nodded motioning for him to be quiet and listen.
"Jessie? Jessie where are you?!" Patricia's voice from the recording spoke.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" Jessie cried. "Tell them I'm so sorry."
"Tell who? Jessie you have to come back. Where are you? Where are you hiding?" Patricia asked.
"It doesn't matter and I can never come back, after killing the driver, I can't."
"So what now? Are you going to be on the run for the rest of your life?" She asked.
"No, I won't. Please tell my mother that I love her and she should take care of herself. Say hi to my manager and tell my agency they can go fuck themselves. No more."
"Jessie, what are you saying? Where are you going?"
"Where no one will follow me, good bye."
"Wait. Jessie, Jessie!"
Patricia picked up her phone from the table after the recording was done.
"When did she call you?" He asked.
"Two days ago." She answered.
Jamie palmed his face and sighed. He was getting tired of this woman, did she think he was a fool? Or that she could manipulate him? Every day she added more to her story and was not even ashamed to tell him she got information and was willingly keeping it from him. He didn't believe a word she said but she always brought evidence so he couldn't dismiss her statement.
"Okay, you'll have to submit you phone as evidence I hope you have no issue with that." He said.
"No, no of course not."
"You can go for now, but this isn't over. We'll still need to you comeback again."
"Certainly, thank you." Patricia said feigning hurt and dismay. She picked up her bag and walked out of the police station.
And who said acting isn't the best job in the world she smiled.
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Katherine waited anxiously in the parking lot, she had included just a few members of her team that she could trust because Paul was very clear that she should be discrete.
As soon as she sighted his black g-wagon, she smacked on her gloves and they ran to the car.
They were only four doctors in total there and the two men carried the unconscious woman and placed her on a stretcher. Katherine checked her pulse and her heartbeat. The others stood around the bed awaiting instructions. By the time they had administered the necessary first aid they wheeled her into the hospital.
"Can you save her?" Jason asked.
"Hopefully, we need to run tests first. Anything else important I should know? You know apart from the fact that I'm now struggling to save the life of our missing national goddess?" She said folding her arms and staring at the two men in front of her.
"Kate, I promise I'll explain everything later just help?" Paul pleaded.
She shook her head, "I'll do my best to save her life it is my duty as a doctor. But now, you owe me for keeping this a secret Paul."
He nodded.
"And you sir" she looked at Jason. "I'm very disappointed." She said walking away.
"So what now?" Jason sighed.
"We wait." Paul replied.
Frances put in her headphones after she finished her stretch, it was going to be a long run today. She had neglected her training for too long now she couldn't do so anymore. The break was over and she was finally motivated enough to go back to school. She started to run the dirt track and down the path into the woods. It was still early in the morning but there was enough light for her to see where she was headed. After running for almost and hour she contemplated going back but decided to to an extra ten minutes. She continued running until she tripped. "Ooooff!" She landed on the floor, and began rolling down the side of the road. 'Is this the end for me? Am I going to die?' she thought as she rolled. Until something prevented her from rolling further and she stopped. Sitting up she examined her torn clothes and the bruises littering her skin. She looked to see what stopped her, it looked like a person. Removing her phone to check for sure, since she didn't want to believe it, she turned on the flashlight. Her blood froze when she saw the body but the instant she recognized the face she let out and ear splitting scream. ************************************************** Patricia got in her car immediately she heard the news, Jessie was dead! She had to act fast, turning it on she quickly headed to the police station. Bursting out of the car in tears she ran into the station. "Detective Anderson! I need to speak to detective Anderson." She sobbed. The cop at the reception directed her to his office and she went in. "Don't you think all those tears are unnecessary?" The detective asked her, crossing his arms across his chest with a bored expression. "What do you mean?! My friend and colleague just died how can you say that?" She whined, wiping her nose. Without permission she sat down at the other side of his desk. "Well, since your here I assume you want to tell me the whole truth?" He said. "Yes, yes I'm not protecting her anymore. I'm really sorry I lied but I know what happened that night." She said. The detective gave her a blank look and she sniffled and started to talk. "That night after the interview, I was truthful when I said I got into her van thinking it was mine. I usually sit at the back so I'm sure she didn't notice me when she got in because like I said before, I fell asleep. When I got up I heard voices like she was arguing with somebody and the van wasn't moving anymore. I got out to see who it was but you must realise my shock when I saw her holding a gun to her driver. I wanted to say something, stop her but she fired and killed him. Instinctively I screamed, and she saw me. Before she could threaten me with the gun I hit it out of her hands and she took off running." Patricia narrated. "So you are saying Jessie Marin killed the driver" He said curtly. She nodded. "And you said nothing sooner because...?" "I was scared, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't judge the situation." She said sincerely. "So what makes you so bold now?" "Well Jessie is dead, she killed herself with pills from guilt." Patricia said matter of factly. "How do you know that? We haven't released the news of her body to the press neither have we done an autopsy so how do you know that?" He asked her. "Because of this" she said digging her hands into her purse and bringing out her phone. She turned it on and played a recording. "Patricia" the voice from the phone called. The detective sat up straight as he heard it. "Is that Jessie?" he asked and she nodded motioning for him to be quiet and listen. "Jessie? Jessie where are you?!" Patricia's voice from the recording spoke. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" Jessie cried. "Tell them I'm so sorry." "Tell who? Jessie you have to come back. Where are you? Where are you hiding?" Patricia asked. "It doesn't matter and I can never come back, after killing the driver, I can't." "So what now? Are you going to be on the run for the rest of your life?" She asked. "No, I won't. Please tell my mother that I love her and she should take care of herself. Say hi to my manager and tell my agency they can go fuck themselves. No more." "Jessie, what are you saying? Where are you going?" "Where no one will follow me, good bye." "Wait. Jessie, Jessie!" Patricia picked up her phone from the table after the recording was done. "When did she call you?" He asked. "Two days ago." She answered. Jamie palmed his face and sighed. He was getting tired of this woman, did she think he was a fool? Or that she could manipulate him? Every day she added more to her story and was not even ashamed to tell him she got information and was willingly keeping it from him. He didn't believe a word she said but she always brought evidence so he couldn't dismiss her statement. "Okay, you'll have to submit you phone as evidence I hope you have no issue with that." He said. "No, no of course not." "You can go for now, but this isn't over. We'll still need to you comeback again." "Certainly, thank you." Patricia said feigning hurt and dismay. She picked up her bag and walked out of the police station. And who said acting isn't the best job in the world she smiled. *************************************************** Katherine waited anxiously in the parking lot, she had included just a few members of her team that she could trust because Paul was very clear that she should be discrete. As soon as she sighted his black g-wagon, she smacked on her gloves and they ran to the car. They were only four doctors in total there and the two men carried the unconscious woman and placed her on a stretcher. Katherine checked her pulse and her heartbeat. The others stood around the bed awaiting instructions. By the time they had administered the necessary first aid they wheeled her into the hospital. "Can you save her?" Jason asked. "Hopefully, we need to run tests first. Anything else important I should know? You know apart from the fact that I'm now struggling to save the life of our missing national goddess?" She said folding her arms and staring at the two men in front of her. "Kate, I promise I'll explain everything later just help?" Paul pleaded. She shook her head, "I'll do my best to save her life it is my duty as a doctor. But now, you owe me for keeping this a secret Paul." He nodded. "And you sir" she looked at Jason. "I'm very disappointed." She said walking away. "So what now?" Jason sighed. "We wait." Paul replied.
