Hey! Sorry this took a bit of time to update. School was a killer this week, so much homework.
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Fish
The phone drops from my hand onto the ground, I stand there furious and speechless.
I can not believe this! How could this…. I mean…. so much for TRUST! He is so dead.
"Sam?" Freddie turns around to see me standing there. "Sam? What's wrong?" I can't even respond, I just point to the phone. Freddie reaches down and picks up the phone.
"Hello?" Freddie says. I'm just waiting for it. "I'm sorry ca- can you repeat that?" he asks. 5...4...3.. "The Mongery Motel?" he yells and hangs up the phone, at first I think he is going to throw it at the wall. He turns to me, "I can't believe it."
"Well, believe it." I say coldly. Freddie looks at me, he can tell I'm angry and disappointed.
"How? Why? Why would Roy even call us about the car, if he just went off and called to warn the men anyway?" He asks.
"To keep an eye on us? Think about it Freddie. That's why he let us waltz right into his motel and watch the tapes. He probably put them out of order too and then he drove us here slower than your mom drives! I did not even think that was possible. He could have been paid off or something!" I say. Freddie still looks confused. How does he not get it? It makes perfect sense.
"Then why did he wait until we actually found out where the men were staying. Why not call the men right when we got to the motel? So that they would have a four hour head start instead of one?" Boy, he asks a lot of questions.
"He probably thought we would never find the car, so why bother the men if they had nothing to worry about." I say.
"I'm sorry Sam. You were right. We should have never trusted Roy." Freddie sincerely says.
"It's fine, it's just how are we supposed to find Carly now?" I ask. We have no more clues or anything to go off of. The only one that would know something is Roy and he will never tell us. What do these men even want? They don't even need Carly anymore! They never needed her!
"Well- ummm we could….." Freddie stutters, trying to find an answer.
"Excuse me?" someone asks from behind. Oh no! we are caught. Well duh… Freddie and I have been in this hallway for a few minutes now. Stupid Sam, why didn't you wait until you were out of the hotel and far away from the cops before you called. I turn around expecting to see another cop and instead I see the total opposite. An old lady is standing behind us. Whoa, man she is old, even older than Ms. Briggs, that is defiantly a record. We so don't have time for this.
"Yes?" I ask.
"Are you the two kids the police are after?" the lady asks. Yea, like we are going to tell you.
"What…. No" I say, dragging the words out.
"That's a shame. I was hoping I would find them." she says. Okay, weird. Why was she looking for us? I glance to Freddie, he looks even more confused.
"Why were you looking for them?" Freddie asks. Trying not to spill that we were actually the kids, but I think the old lady is catching on.
"It's just, the men they are looking for were in the room right next to mine and I know something that might help." she says.
"Really? What is it?" I say and suddenly get very excited. I will take any clue or guess I can get from anyone right now.
"It's nothing and you are not the kids looking for them anyway. Am I right?" she asks while smiling. She knows. Man, she is smarter than she looks. She is good for a grandma.
"Urrrghhhh…. Actually we kind of are." I say. Freddie nudges me like what are you thinking. Truth be told I don't know what I'm thinking, but at this point I don't care about keeping it a secret; especially if this lady knows something.
"I see…." she says, "well they were checking out, when I was in the lobby for breakfast and you know from the moment they arrived, I could tell something was off about them. I mean they were just so….."
"We get it! Can you please tell us what you know?" I say interrupting her crazy rambling.
"Oh yes, well when they checked out, I over heard them talking out going to a shipping dock, not to far from here." She says. Shipping dock? What are they up to?
"Where?" I ask.
"About 20 minutes from here. Morris Shipping Harbor is the official name for it." she says. Great! Now we at least have a place.
"Thanks so much." Freddie says.
"I hope you find your friend." the lady says. I hope so too. This is turning into a wild goose chase.
"Me too." I say. I really really do.
"She's lucky you know, to have such great friends like you two." she says. I can not help but to smile. Carly is worth it and it is nice to know that someone views me as a great friend. It's also good to know that there is at least one kind- hearted person in this world. That actually cares,
"Thank you." I say.
"Attention Garden Inn guests, we have a missing teenage boy that has escaped from police custody. We will now be locking all doors and securing the building for a moment. Please remain calm, the boy is not dangerous, we just need to find him." the hotel intercom announces. Not good! I turn to Freddie and we both immediately begin to run down the hall at lighting speed. We are just about to reach the door, when I realize…. My hoodie! It is still in the bathroom. Carly gave me that hoodie.
"Wait!" I yell, Freddie turns around, " I forgot something!" I turn back around and run into the bathroom, I quickly grab my hoodie and run back down the hall.
"You couldn't have left it?" Freddie asks.
"No." I say. We reach the door before it got locked, we run down the sidewalk, and across the street. No police in slight. We start to slow down once we are out of view of the hotel. I'm out of breath. That was intense….. Now where is this shipping dock? I hear Freddie start laughing, I turn to him.
"What?" I ask. He just stands there laughing like crazy. Has he lost his mind?
"It's just….. This is turning into quite an adventure, isn't it?" he asks, even though I know it is rhetorical, I answer anyway.
"Yeah, I guess it is." I chuckle and the more I think about it, Freddie is right.
"Like Bonnie and Clyde." he says. I look at him. He does know that Bonnie and Clyde robbed people right? But in a sense it is true. Two friends together on a wild adventure and I'm glad Freddie is with me. Though it would be better not to have to go at all, but hey, you can't change everything.
"Okay, now on to our next problem…. Where is this dock at?" I ask.
"I don't know, but let's go into that little bakery and ask." Freddie says. We walk up to the bakery and Freddie reaches for the door, I expect him to walk in, but he doesn't. He pulls the door open and steps out of the way, holding it open for me. I glance at him, like what are you doing? He just smiles and tells me to accept that someone has done something nice for me and walk in. I walk up to the lady at the counter and Freddie wanders off somewhere else.
"Hello, how are you today?" the counter girl asks. Horrible.
"Fine," I say, " by any chance do you know where the Morris Shipping Harbor is?"
"Why yes I do. If you walk a block down there will be a bus stop and bus 313 will take you right there. It is also a large fish market as well." she says. Alrighty then.
"Thanks." I say, " C'mon Freddie let's go." I turn around to see Freddie standing right behind me with a giant cinnamon roll in his hand.
"Hungry?" He asks with a smile. Now that I think about it, yeah I really am hungry.
"YEESSSS" I say dragging it out for no reason. He chuckles and hands me the roll.
"Thanks Freddie." I say.
"Well, I know how much you like to eat." He says. I like to eat? Smooth Freddie. I just smile and take a huge bite of my cinnamon roll and Freddie bites into his bagel. We walk to the bus stop and wait on the bench. I just finish shoving the last piece of my cinnamon roll into my mouth. Freddie just stares.
"You know I think that is record time." he says jokingly.
"Yup, it was delicious. I did not even know I was that hungry. Then again if you put any food in my face, I'll eat it." I say. We sit in silence for a moment. "You think she is at the dock?"
"Truthfully Sam, I don't know, but I hope so." Freddie says. Yea, hope. That's all we have left isn't it?
"I know she's there. I can feel it, it's almost like I can sense her and we are so close." I say. Freddie looks over to me.
"I never knew you cared so much. About anything. You have a lot of passion for the things you care about Puckett." He says. I can't help but blush.
"Thanks Freddie, that actually means a lot and I care about all my friends, even if I don't show it. Just know that if they ever seriously need me, I'm there." I say. Freddie looks like he is about to respond when the bus pulls up. We stand up and walk on the bus.
25 minutes later
That bus ride was so boring. I tried to fall asleep, but the more I thought about how close we were to finding Carly, my nerves kicked in and I got so nervous and excited that I could not sleep. Freddie and I begin to walk across the dock. There are a lot of people here. Everyone is selling or buying fish and the smell is awful, there are hundreds of fish stacked along the docks.
"Which way?" Freddie asks.
"This way." I say and point to the left. We turn away from the fish market and are heading towards the shipping crates. There are less people over here. Freddie and I have been looking at the people and all the cars, checking their license plate. Nothing so far. We turn the corner ad reach a dead end. There is a large gate blocking our way from continuing down the dock.
"Can you pick the lock?" Freddie asks holding the chained lock on the gate.
"No, I left my bobby pin at the hotel when I rescued you." I say. Wow, that's really smart Sam. Freddie sighs.
"Okay, I'm going to go see if there is another way or if I can find something to use to open this gate." Freddie says, turning around and heading back toward the market. There has to be way.
"Hey Sam!" Freddie yells, I turn around, "Be careful." I smile at the thought of him caring.
"Don't worry." I say. He turns the corner. I stare back at the gate, examining the lock. I can't wait. I step back and look up the gate, it is about 14 feet, not bad. I grab a hold of the gate and begin to climb. I reach the top. Okay now getting over is going to be a challenge. I swing my foot over and balance myself, I climb down and land on the other side. Okay all good. I continue walking down the pavement, seeing a few cars, but not the one that I need. The street is coming to an end and I think I am out of luck when I see it. Sitting beside a building is the car from the robbery! I walk slowly up to the car, the men are nowhere in sight. I tap on the trunk of the car and don't hear anything. That means she must be inside. I can't just walk through the door and ask 'hey how's it going? By the way you kidnapped my best friend.' That will not end well, so I walk up the building's fire escape. Stair by stair my heart starts racing. I glance through the windows and no sign of Carly. Then I peak through the next one and I think I see something. The room is so dark it is hard to tell. I softly knock on the window and the figure looks up surprised. I gasp, CARLY!
I hope you enjoyed!
~ J