a/n: Hey guys! sorry i haven't written in a while. Been pretty busy. But here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
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"Good to see you again, Mikey," Johnny said, shaking his old friend's hand after they entered the warehouse. It was Johnny and Mikey's old hideout, back when they were petty thieves.
"Thanks for gettin' me out of there," Michael said, and sat down on a chair. He uncapped the beer Johnny had given him and took a swig.
"Now you get to repay me by telling me how you got into this mess,"Johnny said, and took of swig from his own beer.
"Well, here's the deal," Michael started, and told Johnny everything that had happened within the last 72 hours.
"I see,"Johnny said, "and, um, I don't suppose you'd just let these cops get away with what they did you you, would ya?"
"Oh you know me too well," Michael said.
"And, um, I don't suppose you'd need help locating them and giving them what they deserve?" Johnny asked. Michael grinned.
"Only if you and your boys have some down time. Wouldn't want you to be bored out of your skulls, would I?" Michael said, and they laughed.
"I'll call my hanger. Pack warmly. We leave for Cnanada in a hour," Johnny said, whipping out his cell phone, "Tim, it's Johnny. Listen, can you get the jet ready?"
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Upon buying a pale pink cashmire sweater, Olivia returned to the inn, where she found Elliot in the dining hall, having a light breakfast of eggs bennedict and toast with strawberry jam. Olivia went over to the table and sat down across from him.
"Hey,"Elliot said brightly, "where've you been?".
"Just out buying a sweater," she said.
"Listen, about last night. I'm sorry. It's just-"
"Don't worry about it," Liv said. The waitor came over and she ordered some waffles with chamomille tea.
"So, how are we getting to Montreal?" she asked.
"By horseback of course!"said a booming voice from behind her. It was the man from last night, the one who greeted her.
"Sorry we didn't get around to introductions, Miss Olivia," he said, "my name is Herbert Crenshaw and I'm the chief of this here town".
"It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Crenshaw. We'd like to say thanks for your generous hospitality,"Olivia said, shaking his hand.
"The pleasure is all mine. Now, your horses are right outside. Mr. Zane will be ridin' you to the city state of Montreal. You'll have to walk into the city," Herbert Crenshaw said.
The waiter came out with the bill and set it on the table. Elliot reached into his pocket for the little money he had when Mr. Crenshaw said, "Don't worry. This one's on me. Ya'll be on your way now. The trip's only 'bout an hour's ride but this here sunny weather won't last much longer. Says we'll be gettin' snow".
They said good bye and Mr. Crenshaw handed them $300 in cash for when they got to the city (El and Liv promised eachother they'd pay him back).
When they walked outside, Jackson was already standing there with 3 horsed, all saddled and ready to gol He was wearing a leather jacket which looked a lot warmer than a cashmire sweater in Olivia's opinion.
"Ready to go?" he asekd in a very flat tone.
"Yeah," said Elliot and grabbed the reighns for the mocha colored mustang. He lifted himself onto the horse and tightedned the reins.
Olivia decided- by default- on the snowy white Quarter horse. She, too, lifted herslf onto the animal. As soon asl Jackson got settled on the black pinto, the started off.
"just follow me,"he said and patted his horse. The animal started moving and El and Liv followed in suit.
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The jet landed in a clearing by the cabin where Elliot and Olivia had escaped.
Johnny exited first, followed by Michael and Johnny's men. Altogether, there were about 6 of them.
Johnny then lifted the cargo hold and pulled out 2 bicycles.
"Well its a lot faster than walking," Johnny said. He orderd his men to guard the plane and said he'd call if he needed and back up.
With that, they rod off into the woods where Michael had seen them run before he'd gone unconcious. They had gone much faster than Elliot and Olivia had while walking, so they reached the Amish village in less than 2 hours. Like the detectives, Michael and Johnny were greeted with the same hospitality.
"Welcome to the town of Pilgram's Landing," Mr. Crenshaw said.
"Thanks. Hey, have you seen 2 American detectives come through here?" Michael had asked, not beating around the bush.
"Why yes! Are you here to rescue them?" Herbert asked.
"Um... yeaH! Yeah we are!"Johnny said. "Do you know where they're going?".
"They're headed to Montreal right now,"Herbert said.
"Could you point us in their direction? We just need to ensure their safe arrival home," Michael said. He was a VERY good actor. He had to be in the 'buisness'he was in.
So, Herbert Crenshaw pointed them into the direction of Montreal, unaware thad he had helped to very dangerous criminals.
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a/n what'd ya think? next ch. is on the way. reviews?
