Darryl rounded the next corner getting closer to the clinic he was meeting Phoebe at. He still couldn't believe a Dr with Williamson's reputation would get himself involved in a kidnapping.
Passing by the pier he couldn't help but noticed the amount of people milling about the end. And then he noticed the end was gone. The railing was missing all together. He was torn between getting out and investigating or making that one more block to the clinic. But as a person practically jumped out in front of his police car, he slammed on the brakes; the decision made for him.
"Oh man someone just drove off the end of the pier. The Jeep just sailed right off."
Darryl looked at him, 'Jeep. Did the man say Jeep?' he opened the car door and ran down towards where everyone was. He noticed already one person in the water looking for someone. "What happened?"
"This chick came flying down the hill. I think she lost control. She was leaning on the horn and over she went. Looked like a shooting green bullet."
Darryl grabbed his radio. "We got a vehicle in the water off the pier on 32nd. Send a dive unit and ambulance stat. Also need more back up to previous one at this local. As soon as the units arrive here I am heading to the clinic."
He fought the urge to jump in the water, though a strong swimmer he had to stay focused on everything that was going on. He had a bad feeling it was Phoebe that had gone over. He had to be there for her. The others would get her sisters.
He kept his mind occupied as he moved the crowd back away from the end of the pier. The last thing he wanted was a picture of whoever it was looking for her in the water, surfacing with a dead body and had it all over the six o'clock news.
The dive unit arrived and one by one jumped down into the waters. They had brought up the person who jumped in after the jeep and now left it to the professionals.
Darryl made his way over to the man in charge of the team. "Bobby. Do me a favour."
"Sure Morris." He pulled on his tank as he started towards the edge.
"If you find her. Don't bring her up this way. Keep it quiet. Take her under the pier. I have a feeling this was no accident."
Bobby looked up at Darryl. "Her?"
"I have a feeling I know who it is." Darryl explained
"So no matter what. We find. We find her dead."
"For now. I don't want anything getting out to the police. I'm investigating the disappearance of her sisters. And like I said. I have a feeling she was getting to close."
"You got it pal." He smiled at his long time friend as he stepped out over the edge down to the waters below.
Larry manoeuvred the rental truck through the streets. He heard the sirens but didn't panic. They had no reason to stop a budget rental truck, an innocent person on moving day. He pulled over and let the police cars go by as he then pulled the truck back out and headed towards the interstate.
He looked in his rear-view mirror and saw the other truck following behind him, until they reached the interstate and it turned off to another direction. One more means to an end he knew. But he also knew everything was going as planned.
Dr Williamson stood at the doors motioning as the rental truck got closer to the truck bed. As the steady beeping sound of the truck backing up entered his mind he was again reminded what they were doing. Was it of science or was it more then that?
Larry jumped down from the truck and made his way towards the back. Everything was on schedule. "Curtis?" he looked to his brother in law not really sure what to make of the expression on his face.
"I just don't know Larry. I am starting to think we went to far."
"What to far? These women contain an evil in them. We both know it isn't right. The church brought us all up otherwise."
Curtis watched as the men moved her from the back of the truck into a secure area. "Are you sure Larry?"
Larry looked up at his brother in law. "As anything I have ever felt." He answered holding his gaze a bit longer.
Dr Jefferies pulled the rental against the curb before getting out. He had driven miles away from San Francisco before taking the turnpike off the freeway. Now he watched as his men moved the merchandise from the back of the truck.
"Careful. Don't damage her. She is worth a lot of money to all of us." He explained before making his way inside.
He watched as the men placed her down on the small cot in her new cell. He looked down as everyone hustled around her. It was then he knew everything was coming together perfectly.
He reached over and lifted his cell phone after dialling the number. Everything was perfect at his end. He wanted to make sure everything was just as good at the other end.
"Larry here."
Jefferies laughed to himself as Larry answered the call. Like an obedient servant.
"Larry, Jefferies here. Everything secure?"
"As we planned. And I don't foresee any more trouble either."
Jefferies took the words as they were. No more trouble from the youngest.
Darryl stood at the pier waiting for anything to come across his radio. They had come to close for everything to come apart now. He didn't even notice the officer approaching him from down the pier.
"Morris?"
Darryl looked up to the approaching officer. "What have you got?"
"Nothing. The clinic had nothing more then a few patience and one doctor. No sign of anything illegal."
Darryl cursed to himself as he thought of Phoebe and what this would do to her. If they found her.
Darryl made his way back towards the end of the pier. Everything was quiet now, as the search had so far brought nothing. The crane lifted the jeep from the depths of the Harbour, but so far no survivors. He wondered what had at least happened to the body.
He watched as Bobby walked up towards him. The grave expression on his face clear. "Is it the vehicle you thought?" he asked his friend seeing Darryl make his way to the vehicle. He opened the glove box to find the registration.
"Yeah. Did you find anything?" he hoped there was something.
"The door was open. Looks like who ever was driving tried to get out. But the way the current is running they are half way out of the Harbour by now. Most likely shark bait." Bobby explained to his friend as he placed his hand on his shoulder. "Sorry Darryl."
Darryl had no words. But as he turned away from the pier he noticed the sparkle of blue light. 'Leo"
Making his way further up the dock he grabbed the Whitelighter by the arm and guided him further away. "Leo. We need to talk." Everything in his mind was to his own regret. A promise he made to Andy was crumbling around him. He had lost them. All of them.
