Hey everyone, I'm back and I'll give you the final chapter. Enjoy ^_^
Sjeherazade
Chapter 11.
Nancy, Frank, Toni and about ten skinny, starving children looked up at them. Joe shook all over, that hole in the floor ... he thought he would never again have to see ... He turned to the police Peterson again. "You never thought about looking under the carpet, right?" Joe was furious now, he knew that Peterson was one of them, he had known at once when the other police had wanted to send him alone to the clan's headquarters, just as all the police officers who had come to look for him for so many years ago. He really enjoyed this, Peterson would not dare do anything with two real police officers there, police officers who were not members. "What is this notebook?" George suddenly asked and picked the book from the table.
The clan members reacted immediately. They really wanted the book back. But George knew karate so she managed to keep them away from herself, but she dropped the book. Joe threw himself over it and ran into the woods. Peterson and the other clan members chased him. And he did not recognize this forest. It was just to keep running and hope that it was no cliff nearby.
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He had run almost an hour when he reached a road. In the middle of this was a police car. Joe was very close to run towards it when he remembered something ... Do not trust anyone ... He ran the other way ...
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He continued running for several hours and finally he came up to the police car again ... he had just been running around in a big circle. He was almost about to turn on again when he heard Nancy's voice. "Joe wait!"
Then he stopped and walked back towards the others, still with the book that contained both the names and addresses of all members throughout the country and abroad and even advertisements of missing children, which they had used to ensure that no children ended up in an area where they risked to be recognized. Later that evening, Fenton Hardy had looked through the notebook in the living room while the others played games to calm themselves down. He smiled. "Joe! This time it's over! "He promised. Joe knew it was true. "It's not over quite yet!" Tom said slowly, and glared at him. "What happened to Lizzie and the others who died down there?"
Joe bit his lip, it was still difficult to speak about it. "I have a question!" Frank aborted before he had even opened his mouth. "If there are so many kids who dies. How come the police never find any bodies? I mean, even the policemen who were not members have been searching for corpses near the huts! "Joe looked up without meeting anyones eyes. Frank's question had actually made it much easier for him to answer both questions, it had even opened the possibility to answer both questions simultaneously. "Because there are no corpses!" He felt that everyone was looking at him, but still he avoided meeting anyone's gaze. "What do you mean?" Nancy asked. "They burned them?" When Frank saw Joe shaking his head, he lost patience.
"I will fix something to eat, you get hungry from sitting trapped underground for hours!" But before he left the room he turned to Joe again, and tried to joke with him, to make it a little easier for him. "How often did you get something to eat down there anyway?" Joe did not think the joke was particularly uplifting, on the contrary ... the tears flowed once again. Then Nancy knew what it was all about ... suddenly everything seemed very clear.
"Oh my God!" She exclaimed, and then she walked over to Joe, sat down next to him and put her arms around him.
"What!" Frank asked aloud, staring bewildered at Nancy and Joe. Then suddenly Iola had figured the truth out too, which the others could see as her face got pale.
"I think ..." she began. "I think they only got something to eat ... when someone had died!" "Is that right Joe!" Nancy asked quietly. Nobody said anything for a long while. Eventually Tom could not take it any longer.
"They forced you to ... eat each other? ... And Lizzie, Lizzie did you eat? "Joe shook his head. "No ... not Lizzie, I refused. She was too dear to me. We woke up too early when we arrived, before we ended up at that place ... and ... "
" ... That's all we want to know! " Frank stopped him. "And I'm not hungry anymore either ..." Joe seemed really grateful for this. The situation was almost laughable.
"Yes, that was it." Joe explained. "Every time someone died, they took this kid up from the hole and grilled ... and every time someone got sick, just a little bit ... It was what happened to Lizzie. One day she had got enough, she just couldn't take it anymore and she began to scream and cry loudly, and they thought she had a fever ... so they killed her. Sorry for the wording Tom but that was the word they used." Then he got silent. "I'm sorry but I would like to be alone for a while." He said and went to take a walk outside. There was a brief silence after Joe had disappeared.
"A pedophile ring, forcing kids to be cannibals!" Tom almost whispered. "How can anyone even think about doing anything like that?"
"Yes, but now their days in freedom counted" Nancy said. "It will be in the newspapers and on the news and we all have their names. It's over now! "But Toni didn't agree.
"It's not over. Many of the lost children will be lost forever, none of the other prisoners remember them. And Tom's family and the Hardy's and all the other families will be in a lot of pain before all bad memories are gone"
" They will not go away! " Frank muttered. "It really doesn't matter ... at least not for us but ... I think I need some fresh air too"
"Me too!" Tom said. Then it turned out that they all had to gather their thoughts for this story, everyone went out and walked until late into the night.
