All the Pretty Faces
By: pottersweetie
Author's Note: This is my first Red Eye fan fiction, so if it's a bit shaky you know why, hope you like it! Enjoy, Read, Review!
Prologue
She was living in the shadows of fear. He had gotten away. The police were right outside, getting ready to handcuff him and take him away. Another office stood talking with Lisa and her father, asking them every detail of what had happened. The paramedics were there as well, prepared for any injury thrown their way. The police had intended on getting him cleaned up and tended to and then taken to the station for questioning and so on. But he had gotten away.
They rushed him to the hospital in the ambulance with a hole in his throat and a two bullet wounds. They had taken care of him and he stayed in the hospital as long as they had forced upon him, by then the police had come into his room several times.
"You're facing a lifetime in prison, you know that right?" one of the officers had said.
"And we're going to catch you're little friends too," the other policemen said.
He had looked at the both of them and laughed, he was working for better people. When he was fully recovered the police were waiting outside his room to take him away. The young nurse was helping him get dressed since he still had difficulty moving around too much. Lisa hadn't come in to see if he was okay, neither did her father. He didn't expect anyone to come in and see him, it would be too risky for any of his associates to come in to visit when there were several cops just outside.
He waited until he was finally into his jacket when he ran from the room, the officers outside were resting against the wall and didn't realize he was out until it was too late. He was down the hall and down seven flights of stairs in a matter of minutes, out the front door before anyone could catch him and then into the car of a man who was helping an elderly woman out of the passenger's side. The key was still in the ignition and he sped down the road before the policemen could even get into the patrol car.
They had a crime watch all over the surrounding neighborhoods and they had warned the Reiserts immediately. They assured the frightened family that they were chasing the criminal at any chance.
The stolen car was found five blocks away from the hospital the next day, no trace of the man who had taken it.
He was gone, he had slipped away, and Lisa was terrified, not only for herself but for her father, Charles Keefe and his entire family. She felt sick when she had first heard about Jackson's escape, would he come after her again? Would he try to seek revenge?
Lisa refused to let it drive her crazy. Did she want to go into the Witness Protection Program? No, she would go on with her life. Of course she could hardly go anywhere alone, but she didn't mind so much. She couldn't let this change her life completely, she had beaten the odds before, she refused to be his prey again.
This had all been months ago, he hadn't returned, hadn't shown up at all. So Lisa was feeling more relaxed, her boyfriend of several months was keeping her feeling safe and grounded as well.
But the thought tormented her nonetheless.
Jackson Rippner was on the loose, and he was angry with her.