A/N: Well, we're here again, with another Author's Note (and chapter)! I hope this one will be equally as good as the last one! And I still hope for more reviewers! But, I understand that everyone's busy this time of the year, so I understand. Well, until my next Author's Note, let's get the party started! :D
Chapter 14: Hotel Trouble II
Kevin's PoV:
As I continue to hope for the innocent woman to do something to help me, I'm awkwardly brought out of the main room, and into the hallway. I take it that Harry and Marv have stayed here previously, since they seem to know where to go. For a cruddy hotel, it surprisingly has another floor, because of the set of stairs at the right end of the hallway.
Of course, we couldn't be on the main floor; we just had to be on the upper floor. I'm disappointed, because I was hoping to be able to have as close access to the door as possible. Though, apparently, how I'm going to escape out of here, is going to be harder than I thought.
Still holding out the gun, Harry leads the way down the hall, toward the staircase. It's interesting how this hotel is set up, since the stairs seem to be in a tight space of their own. I feel like I'm in the movie, The Shining—a movie that I wasn't supposed to watch, but I snuck watching, anyway. I only wish I could be back home, up to my shenanigans again, but me and my shenanigans are what got me in this situation, in the first place.
Marv, still awkwardly holding me, follows Harry up the tight spiralling staircase. I know this place screams "trouble", because of how homely it is, but I guess it's all that they can afford, since they recently broke out of prison. It's not like they can afford the Plaza. I only wish they could, though… I'd much rather deal with the hotel staff, including that untrustworthy Concierge Tim Curry lookalike, than be here right now, but anything's better than being on those streets, alone, with creepy homeless people.
Once we finally make it up to the second floor, I see that, besides the differences that the downstairs hallway has—such as the main lobby and having the stairs head upwards—it's pretty much identical, just like The Shining. Though, we don't seem to continue going any further, as if Harry either doesn't know where he's going or if he's preparing himself to say something. Either way, I'm afraid.
As predicted, Harry turns around, aiming the gun at me. He has his teeth gritted, and I just look up at him, afraid. Marv's gloved hand is still over my mouth, so even if I wanted to say anything, I'd have to struggle to do so. I know he's ready to say something, but I'm just unsure as to what.
He finally talks, "Well now, kid… Now that we're upstairs, it doesn't give you the right to start flapping your mouth," As close as Harry already is, he proceeds a little bit closer to where Marv and I are. The gun is aimed right at my face now. "You got that?" Frantically, I nod, while eyeing the gun. "I see you looking at this gun, and I know what you're thinking," What does he think I'm thinking? "And if you attempt to do anything, I'll blow your brains out, you got it?" I only nod, as the tears start to form. After all I've been through tonight, I really don't need this. I thought they, even Harry, felt sorry for me, but I guess I was wrong. At least about Harry, anyway…
"Come on, Harry. Take it easy on the kid. After all, you know what he's been through tonight," Marv tries to sympathize. I only glance up at him, because he's less threatening than his partner.
"Yeah, right, Marv… If I took it easy on this kid, you know what that would mean, right?"
It's silent for a moment, I think because Marv's thinking of how to answer, before finally saying, "No,"
Harry sighs, bows his head, and still has the gun pointed at me. Once he raises his head again, he explains to his partner, "You know what he's capable of, right? If we get him to trust us too much, then he'll take advantage of that fact, right?"
There's another pause, as Marv seems to be thinking about what Harry had said. At this point, I'm now looking back at Harry again, with the weapon still aimed at me. Finally, Marv answers, "Well, I know, but still, this is different…"
"Different? Different, how? How's it different?"
"Because… He's been through a terrible experience tonight, Harry,"
This time, Harry seems to be the one, who pauses, seeming to be thinking about what to say next. "I… I don't… I don't care, Marv…"
By Harry's tone, I don't believe that he doesn't care. Something isn't right… I feel like he's just trying to act tough and unsympathetic, but I know he's hiding something. Deep down inside, he's hiding something…
Peter's PoV:
I'm at the Police Station, and I've just hung up with Kate. I feel the way she probably does—disappointed and defeated. I turn to look at the officer, Officer Slader, who's one of the ones working on my son's case. I want to ask him if there's any news on Kevin yet, but I know what the answer would be. He'd tell me, if there was any news.
"How's she doing?" the man asks, while still looking down at his papers.
"I can tell she's feeling empty, just like me…"
"Well, don't give up hope yet, Mr. McCallister; it's only the first night. Surely, your son can't be too far away,"
"I know, I know…" I place my hand on my face, as I try to gather my thoughts.
"As it was discovered only tonight at the Plaza, your son was just there. So, he can't be too far off. It's not like he was missing for days,"
I'm stunned by this man's monotonous tone. I thought I was monotonous at times, but not like this guy. He's just focused on looking down at his papers. It makes me wonder if he's really doing anything to help find my son…
"You don't seem to really be interested in finding my son," I simply say to him, trying to keep my cool. It takes a lot to get me going, but, in this case, I'll do anything I can to find Kevin.
He huffs, firmly placing the paper he currently has in-hand on the table, and looks at me. I know that I clearly pissed him off. "What do you think I'm doing, Mr. McCallister?" He's like me, when it comes to getting mad. He's very cool about it. "I'm doing everything I can to find your son. There are officers searching the area, who have your son's picture. We know what we're doing, trust me,"
"I know. It just didn't…"
I can't seem to finish my statement, as much as I want to. I want to tell him that it doesn't look like he's doing very much, but I know these things take time, with multiple tasks. Plus, I don't want to piss him off more…
"It just looks like I'm sitting here on my ass, right?" By the sound of his voice, he's taking what I said arrogantly.
"No, it's just…"
"I know, I know. It looks like that, but we have to look through everything, in case this happens to be a kidnapping, Mr. McCallister. If this is, we have to look at every angle,"
"That couldn't have happened to him… Could it?" I know that this is a possibility, but I don't want to face it.
"This is a big city, Mr. McCallister. Your son has been lucky to have survived this long for the past two days. Surely, that possibility won't be overlooked. After he left the safety of the Plaza Hotel, it could've very well happened,"
"But, why would he have been lucky for so long, only to have it happen now?"
"Who knows? That just may be his luck… It's nighttime, Mr. McCallister. Things are more apt to happen at night. The Plaza scared him away; he didn't have anyplace else to go to, at the time, so he ended up unlucky. It's a possibility, Mr. McCallister," By now, the man is looking back down at his papers. I think about what the man says, and I know it's a possibility; I just don't want to face it.
I know what's going to happen, if worse comes to worse, but I have to ask, anyway, "What's going to happen, if that ends up being the case?"
"We'll do everything we can, Mr. McCallister…"
To be Continued…
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A/N: Thanks again! :D Oh my goodness! I added in a Peter's PoV, instead of a Kate's! :o I was originally going to do a Kate's, but I couldn't think of what to do, so I decided to switch it up to see what's going on with Peter. I hope it's still good! Lol. I find it funny, how I mentioned The Shining, yet I've never even seen that movie… Also, every time I tried to type the word "tonight", the song I was listening to would say "tonight". Lol. Well, anyway, I still hope you had a merry Christmas! :D I'm still waiting to hear from you, because I can never stop talking about Christmas! (Hence why these stories go on for a long time… Well, that's one reason, anyway…) Well, I'll see you guys soon! I'm sure I'll be updating tomorrow night! :D Until then, toodaloo!
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