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For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
After telling her Wildcats what to do, Kat went outside to the parking lot and just stood there looking around the area. Her Wildcats quickly circled the table with the four men that Trapper had pointed out to Kat. The men stopped eating and asked the girls what they wanted. The girls told the men to stand up and go with them outside. The men just laughed and continued eating. The Wildcats then went into action and were soon dragging the men out to their van where they were handcuffed and put to sleep.
Then the girls went back inside to have their lunch. The restaurant owner knew Kat and she told him those men were wanted for attempted murder of me. Kat also communicated the bomb threat to me, so I got things going right away. I also told Kat to ask Trapper to stay around for a while and they will be paid a fair price for their time and any information they can find for us. Kat then went back inside and told this to Trapper and his men.
“Too bad Kat is just a kid,” said one of Trapper’s friends. “Why?” asked Trapper. “She would make a good girlfriend for you,” he said smiling. “Well, in that case, I’m glad she’s just a kid,” said Trapper, “I don’t want to be tied down by a girlfriend.” Back to us, we first started to haul important items from the chateau to the guest cottage for safety. The two buildings are far apart so there should be no damage to the guest cottage.
Our home team and all of the kids went into hiding at the clinic, which was then sealed for protection. Trapper also told Kat why he was here at this time. He was looking for his cousin who had disappeared without a trace a few months ago. Does this fit with our present case? It just might. We rescued 3 women from that old house that Marshal and Lyla had been using for porn. Two of the women had family who were very happy to have them back home again.
The third woman said that she had no family that she knew of. She had been living at home with her parents, but one day as her Mom and Dad returned home from shopping, they were both shot dead, just as they got to the front door. The police believe it was a targeted killing, but they found no suspects or motive for anyone to kill them. The woman we rescued, Giselle, had no idea why anyone would want to kill her parents. She was convinced that someone had made a mistake and were really looking to kill someone else.
But this was obviously a professional job, the gunman killed her parents with one shot each. He was then gone before anyone knew what had happened. After this her younger brother moved in with her, but only about 2 months later he was shot and killed just as he returned home from work one day. Two mistakes is just not possible, someone knew what they were doing. Giselle was now very scared and didn’t know what to do. A friend of hers said Giselle could move in with her, but she didn’t want to do that.
Giselle figured if someone was wanting to kill her family, for whatever reason, then she might be putting her friend at risk too. So she decided to remain at home since no one had tried to kill her yet. She kept trying to convince herself that if these people wanted to kill her, they could have done it by now. But why kill her family and not her? She was very confused by it all. Then one day when she came home after work, the police were at her house.
She was thinking that they must have information about who killed her parents and brother. Instead, the two officers, both women, arrested Giselle and took her away. But instead of going to the police headquarters, they took her to Marshal and sold her for $2,000. Prior to that, however, they had told Giselle that if she signed her house over to them, they would let her go free. So, she gladly did this, not realizing that the police officers definitely couldn’t let her go now or Giselle could have them arrested.
Giselle was the name of Trapper’s cousin, but he had not seen her since she was 8 years old. I asked Penny to check Giselle’s story and find out what happened to her house. I then asked Brook to check on those two police officers, if possible, and see if they are still around. Giselle was now staying at a women’s recovery center in the city. I quickly made arrangements for Kat to bring Trapper over to see Giselle and hopefully find out if she is his lost cousin.
She always called him Uncle Tapper, because when she was 3 she had trouble saying Trapper. He was around her family a lot back then. He also had a photo of Giselle and her parents when she was 8, standing in front of their house. When they brought Giselle out to the meeting room at the women’s center, she immediately had a big smile and shouted “Uncle Tapper!”, ran over and hugged him. Trapper had gone to prison for a few years when Giselle was 8 and he never told anyone in the family, he just disappeared.
Kat was supposed to bring Trapper and Giselle to our guest cottage so we could all talk and perhaps piece some things together. I am convinced now that this fits in with our case. But just as they were about to leave the women’s recovery center, Jennifer sent Kat an urgent message warning her that danger was near. Kat asked Giselle and Trapper to hold her hands as they went out to her van, so they did. As they got out the door they heard some clinking on the sidewalk, it was three bullets.
“That open window in that building,” Kat pointed. Trapper yelled to his friends who were on the same side of the street in their car and they ran over to try and intercept the shooter. They did catch him at the back door and brought him over to Kat. She knocked him out, handcuffed him and the men put him in the back of the van. Giselle and Trapper were already safely inside the van. Trapper yelled to his friend to follow them, which they did. It was hard to tell at that point who the shooter was trying to kill.
Obviously all three, since there were three bullets, but were all 3 the intended targets, or was just one of them? Personally I think that Giselle was the only real target, someone does not want her talking. Meanwhile, “Well, did he get her?” asked Lyla. “No, he missed completely,” said Marshal, “I don’t understand how he could miss from that distance. What is even worse, he was captured by 4 guys who don’t even work for that PI.”
“Hmm, now that is interesting,” said Lyla, “who else is playing around here? Oh, by the way, your 4 gardeners have returned.” “Returned?” asked Marshal, “But they were captured by those Wildcats and taken to that PI.” “Yes, and they claim that they told the PI nothing, so he let them go,” said Lyla, “and yet the PI and his team have moved out of their chateau, well ahead of the time those bombs should explode.”
“Those men expect us to believe they didn’t sell out to that PI?” asked Marshal, “I will kill them myself!” “Amazing, we actually agree on something for a change,” said Lyla, “they are in room 512…”
To Be Continued.
©2024 Steve McLeod.
Matt and his Knight Riders were watching carefully in different places, waiting for Marshal, Lyla and their gang to come out from that old house. Paul and his friends were the ones to spot them coming out of a treed area along a side road. It was just about 2 minutes later that 2 vans showed up and picked them up, along with all their stuff and off they drove. Prior to this everyone was happy to see us coming out of our bedroom. We gathered all of our stuff together and went back home, rather tired.
It has been a long night for us. In the morning we went back to the place where Marshal and gang came out of that treed area. King and Queen quickly found the spot in the ground where the door was located, however, we were not able to figure out how to open it. “It must be electronically operated,” I said. “There’s no electricity in that house Steve,” said Kat. “There was in the section they were using,” I said to her, “there are different ways to get electricity, they could have generators, for example.”
“Too noisy, we would hear them,” said Kat. “Well, there is also solar power,” I said again. “There are no solar panels,” said Kat. I looked at her. “Batteries, perhaps,” I said smiling, “or portable power station?” “That would have to be quite large,” she said, “or have several of them. Possible, I guess, though not too likely.” “Well, at least we’re at possible,” I said, “now we have to set our trap and wait for them to return.” “How do you know they will return?” asked Paul.
“Well, they seem to like this place for some reason,” I said, “so it must have some significant advantage for them. Perhaps it’s just the location, or perhaps there is more underground than we realize. Whatever the case, I think they will return within about a week if the place is important in some way.” We have enough people to watch this place 24 hours a day without any problem, and we will do it in 4 hour shifts so no one gets bored or tired.
Meanwhile, Marshal and Lyla had returned to their hotel room with Marshal laughing almost uncontrollably. Lyla did not think anything was funny at all. Apparently the doctor that looked at her “dog” bite didn’t actually believe Lyla. He just kept saying, “strangest dog bite I have ever seen. Looks more like a large cat bite to me. Something like a lion or tiger, but that can’t be.” “No, it was not a lion or tiger!” said Lyla finally, getting rather irritated by hearing him say that 6 times.
“It tore this muscle quite badly though,” he said, “it will take a long time to heal. For now, try not to walk on it too much.” The next day Marshal came to Lyla in the afternoon. “Well, I got that fixed up good,” he said, “that should teach that PI not to fool with us.” “Now what do you have planned?” she asked. “Well, they have a gardening crew in right now planting shrubs around their chateau,” he said, looking very pleased with himself, “so I sent some of our people to join them.”
“And how is that going to fix anything?” she asked, almost not wanting to hear the answer. “While planting the shrubs closest to the chateau, they will also plant those bombs we have been saving. Then while they have their dinner today, BOOM, and no more chateau or PI team.” He stood there smiling. “I was right, you don’t have any brains,” she said, “do you realize that not all of them live there??! Some are at home for the holidays, then there is that Kat and her Wildcats, plus Matt Knight and his Knight Riders, both groups which are in the area right now.
Kat is that PI’s sister-in-law, and even though they are on opposite sides of the law, if something happens to that PI or her sister, she would be very happy to come after us. And she has a very tough group of about 50 women in her gang. Matt Knight has some connection to Steve as well and he has about 100 tough men in his organization. Both of those 2 gangs don’t need to follow the law like that PI does, so they pose a greater problem to us than Steve!” Marshal stood there staring at her.
“Too late now,” he said, rather annoyed, “once those bombs are activated, there is no turning them off.” Meanwhile, our old friend Trapper and his buddies were having lunch at a restaurant where some of Marshal’s men were also eating lunch. And they overheard this bombing plan by Marshal. Unfortunately he didn’t know how to get in touch with me, however, Kat and her Wildcats came into the restaurant at that moment. Kat came flipping over and over, landing just on the other side of Trapper.
“Hey Mr. Trapper,” she said, “I found you again.” “Yes, so you did Miss Kat,” he said smiling, “and I am so happy to see you.” Then he began to whisper to her. “I just overheard those 4 guys talking,” he said, “and they were planting shrubs at that PI’s chateau today, you know, that PI you always say is cute. Anyway, they also planted bombs that have been set to explode at 6pm which will destroy that whole chateau and everyone in it.
Do you know how to get in touch with that PI? The bombs can’t be stopped, so everyone in there needs to get out, now. These guys work for someone named Marshal.” “I will warn that cute PI,” said Kat, “and please stay around for a few days, you will get paid for this information.” Kat went back to her team and told them what Trapper had said. “Take those 4 men out to the white van,” she told them, “no need to be gentle…”
To Be Continued.
©2024 Steve McLeod.
