Kidnapped Luck chapter 9

Hey KOL readers long time no see. So sorry about the long long wait, but that's what happens when you're stuck at college. No time to sit and use your creative juices –sigh-. But the good news is that I'm back (I hope you guys didn't give up on me). Cheers!


"Boss?"

A big man with a brown trench coat and black mustache throwing the unconscious Moore to a nearby mattress. His eyes icy cold glaring down at the defenseless KOL. "You idiot! You jeopardize the whole operation."

"N-no boss please let me explain!"
"Explain?

You don't need to you effed up, big time.

Because of me you're lucky the squad hasn't stepped up security

And I intervened at the nick of time."

KOL bowed his head in shame.

"Ever wondered why I didn't place you in the slammer, Pat? It's because I knew Gerald Luck never had a lucky bone in his body. After you lost you're winning steak in the 2001 Poker Tours your fame turned into dust. You lost your home, money, and your only daughter went estranged. Desperate one night you broke into the vault Mirage to steal some chips; you thought your plan was fool proof. And it just happened that day I was touring Las Vegas for a PD convention doing some undercover work. And because I saw that sad little look in your eyes I saw someone that could help me achieve my goals in destroying the 'wonder detective' out of my sight. And you almost succeeded if that aptx4869 did the job it was supposed to do!"

"And I said I was sorry boss I pleaded for you to give me a second chance!"

"Which I graciously did. Why? Because you discovered something that would turn us into millionaires. Something that revolutionized the theory of living forever."

"So... Are you mad at me?

"Mad at you? Heck no! Going plastic surgery to make you look like teen detective Jimmy Kudo to swoon the girl was a brilliant idea. And even better forcing the girl take aptx4869 gets rid of our evidence. Cuz lets face it who would listen to a child's account."

The boss patted his back, giving KOL shivers down his spine.

"Stick to the plan, and I promise to find your daughter.

You're are my lucky charm KOL,

But don't fail me again or else you're SOL."

- -

He was walking midday in the congested streets of Tokyo. Where to he didn't know and didn't care, he just let his mind wander about. Until his second left foot betray him and he came crashing down. SMACK Right into the puke grey cement.

"Are you ok?"

Moore looked up to see a pretty little thing before him with wide green eyes and shoulder link auburn hair, "M-maria? 'It couldn't be she left me years ago. Left me and Rachael all alone' "

"Let me guess you got drunk again didn't you Richard?" she sighed as she helped him up.

"No-It's not like that Maria. I've been stuck on this lousy case that I can't crack-"

"And let me guess, you came wondering about hoping McGuire will give you some slack? Come on Richard I know you, you're so lazy all you do is mope around."

His blood boiled as a hand grasped on her shoulder hard, eyes threatening, "Really? Then tell me why you left me to take care of 'our' child?"

"Richard." She sighed and placed a hand on Moore's cheek felt good to the touch, "I didn't leave you entirely Moore. A part of me stayed at home inside Rachael. I knew you two could take care of yourselves without me."

His eyes watered, "I wish-I wish I was the one that was laying in that death bed now you, Maria…"

"Moore… I was destined to leave this life at a young age. At first I was scared I tried everything I could to fight off the cancer. But you helped me ease my worry, Richard. You helped me in my time of need. And you passed that trait along to Rachel and Conan."

"Conan-Maria I-" Maria placed a hand on Moore's mouth. "Just because I'm physically gone doesn't mean I'm not keeping an eye out for you," she winked.

"Oh, Maria!" cried More with his arms wide open. Maria instantly came into his arms both gazing in each others eyes, "Richard… Moore…"

"Richard…., Richard, RICHARD!"

Moore slowly opened his eyes and saw a big visage with furrowed black eyebrows and matching mustache strained down at him.

"Inspector McGuire!" he spoke groggily.

"What happened to you Moore, what's going on?" Then suddenly McGuire's eyes went wide as he saw his companion jump to attention anger washing his face, "Dam he got away"

"Who?"

"Grr, KOL that's who, and I was so close too!"