A/N: Hello again! So much for no Author's Notes… Lol. Well, I'm updating early, even though I feel like a ball of crap (I'm getting a cold)! But, that's what writers do: they never give up! I also have something to say to Huda, but, again, I'll wait for the last Author's Note, because I'm unsure as to what I'm going to say yet. Other than that, let's enjoy this story!

Chapter 21: Discovery

Kevin's PoV:

I continue to struggle to escape from Harry's grip, but it's no use—I'm just not strong enough to break free of him. He has the gun aimed at my parents, and I can only wish that it was to me, instead. Though, I can't stop my bawling, because that's how scared I am.

Harry still has me jerked back, in an uncomfortable position, as he tells the policeman impostor, "It's upstairs in our room. Marv's up there with it,"

"Well, do you mind getting it please?" For a convict, Bryan, who I thought would be my saviour, seems to be of the polite type.

"What about him?" Harry gestures to me with the gun. By the sounds of it, Bryan's the one in charge. I'm not sure how to feel about that…

"I'll watch him. Now, go upstairs and get the money, before I change my mind and arrest you," Now, I'm horribly confused… If he were to arrest Harry, and even Marv, then wouldn't police investigations discover that he's in on the robbery, too?

"You wouldn't…"

"I would," Bryan smirks.

Harry sighs, seeming to be giving in to Bryan's request. Though, I'm unsure if I should say anything about how it'll be discovered that Bryan is in on this, too. I don't want to risk getting shot…

"Alright. Just hang on to him, and make sure his parents don't intervene," Harry seems to be the bossy one with this statement, but I still have every right to believe that the cop is the leader.

I look down at the motionless brunette, disbelieved that Harry actually shot her, as Harry forces me over to the waiting officer. My parents are frozen still, seeming to be afraid as to what to do and say, and what's going to happen. Frankly, I am, too… I know that, if Harry so easily shot that woman, he will easily shoot me, too, considering his hatred for me. At least, I believe he hates me and has no sympathy… I thought wrong about him earlier.

Once I'm shoved into the waiting man's arms, he comments, "Hey, don't assume that you're the boss here, just because you're big and tough. Inside, you're just a small child," I look up at Bryan, confused as to why he said that to Harry. I then look at Harry in front of me, seeing his glaring eyes, staring at his apparent "boss". After a moment, Harry rushes off, out of the main room, to retrieve the money. I only wish I could say something… I try to struggle out of Bryan's hands, but I don't think he has any sympathy. "Would you sit still, kid?! Jeez…" He forces me back, so that my head smacks up against his stomach.

"Kevin… Officer Slader…" I finally learn the policeman's name. "Why are you doing this?" fearfully, Mom asks. From here, I can see that she and Dad are trembling.

"Why? You're asking me 'why'?" Officer Slader starts, condescendingly. "I'll tell you why: the Police Force sucks. I don't actually want to be a cop. I chose to be one to cover my own ass. I want the money, that's all. And Duncan's Toy Chest was the perfect target to get what I want,"

"Oh, come on, Officer! There are other ways to get money than this!" Dad finally speaks up, in a more raised voice than I'm used to.

"Don't you yell at me. After all, I am the law…" As Officer Slader still has me pulled back by my arms, he jerks up my head by my chin. He looks down at me, with glaring eyes. "Or else, I'll use this gun of mine to blow a hole through your kid's forehead. This cute little face won't be so cute, anymore,"

"Please don't hurt my baby!" Mom finally starts to cry, after standing frozen still, afraid, all this time.

"I'll do whatever I have to do to make this work, Mrs. McCallister,"

He's still holding me in this same position, and still glaring down at me. I can't take the sight of his glaring eyes, anymore, so I resort to closing them. Aside from what's happened tonight, I've never been so scared in my life; I'm starting to tremble.

At last, I hear the sound of footsteps entering the room. Officer Slader finally allows me to lower my head. When I'm able to face forward again, I see Harry turn the corner and enter the room with the duffel bag of the toy store's money, with a friend tagging along behind him—Marv. By the look on Marv's face, I can tell he feels absolutely remorseful about what's happening tonight. I don't know if he feels bad about stealing the kids' charity money, but I know he feels bad about me. Somehow, I'm connected in all of this… I'm not so sure, anymore, that these two finding me on the street was a coincidental thing. Why do I have something to do with this money?

As I look at Harry opening the bag, the thought occurs to me: Were they somehow connected to that creep, who did that to me tonight? The more I think about it, the more the tears want to escape from my eyes again. Is that also why Marv feels so bad? Does Harry feel no remorse, at all?

Harry looks behind him, once the bag is open. "You wanna help me, Marv?!" Harry seems agitated, as though he doesn't want to do this.

Once Harry raises his voice to Marv, he jumps, startled. By the way Marv's acting, by chewing on his fingernail, he's nervous about doing this. Does this mean that I'm going to be killed? Throughout the night, Marv has been a little more protective of me, so I believe that's what it is.

"Oh, yeah! Yeah… Sure, Harry…" Marv stammers out a reply, as he assists Harry with unloading the bag of money.

I'm curious as to why they're unpacking. After all that time, robbing it and placing it all in that big bag, why are they doing that? Is it because Officer Slader wants to look at the amount of money there is or is there another reason? I believe my question is soon to be answered, because Officer Slader pulls me over to where all the money has been unloaded. Some of it has fallen on the floor, as the rest of it is scattered all over the table, since the bills aren't stacked together.

"Well now, let's see…" Officer Slader seems to be thinking about the worthy mess on the desk. "That sure is a lot of money, isn't it?"

"Yep. So, are we going to have enough to fly off to Reno?" Harry asks, staring at his boss, with all seriousness.

"I'll tell you what, I'll leave you enough, so that you can get to Reno, but that's all I'm leaving you,"

"Well, what about when we get there?! We need money to pay for things!" Marv, surprisingly, wants more of the take.

"That's why you two rob, isn't it? To get money for things. Surely, you'll find a nice place in Reno to rob,"

"Hey, that's not fair!"

"Oh, come on, Marv, don't be such a child. What's fair for me is fair for you. Now, let's split up the money, shall we? But, first…" Officer Slader turns around with me, so that we're now facing the hotel's doors. Though, the sight before the doors leaves us speechless, because my parents are no longer there…

To be Continued…

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A/N: Thanks again! :D Wow. For starting early, I sure am finished early! Though, I think it's best, for suspenseful purposes! What do you think will happen next? What do you think of Officer Slader's reason for wanting the money, and how he wants it split up? Do you think he's as deadly as he seems? Does Harry have any remorse, like Marv? What's going to happen to Kevi? Do you really think there's a connection between all of the events that happened, and that he was purposely found? Can you believe that Harry actually shot the desk clerk?! :o Does that mean that he really means business?! :o Finally, where do you think Peter and Kate have gone? There's only one way to find out!

Now, I've had a particular someone leave me a review last chapter by the name of "Huda". Now, my reply to that person, is: I accept your apology. You're not wasting my time. You didn't offend me, but I was just wondering why you were reading, if you felt that way. I understand that you don't want this to happen to anybody, because neither do I. I'm glad you understand that it's a story. Lol. I appreciate that I can do what I want (even though it's my story; I would, anyway). The way I grasped your last review was that you didn't like the story, and you wanted it to end. In my mind, that's not fair to anybody, including myself. I'm glad you'll be patient, because I'm not sure when this will end. I'm still brainstorming some ideas. You're welcome to still review, as well as feel what you feel, as long as there's understanding that this is a story, and that things will happen, beyond your control. I feel the way I feel about this story, which is why I write. I appreciate your reviews, but it was disheartening to hear that you wanted it to end. If you no longer feel that way, I'm glad to hear that. I'm going to write what my heart desires, anyway, because that's what I do. Though, I have to say: If Marv were to save Kevin, the story would most-likely end. So, there's your confliction right there… I'm glad you can handle dark content, because there's going to be dark content. I also don't remember there being a review from you for my other stories, but oh well. If you've read my other stories, you're used to what I do, then (and that there's no relation to this story)! Thanks for your compliments! I'm sure I'll be looking forward to your ideas!

To the rest of you, I apologize for the length of that comment to the Guest, but I had to be sure I replied to everything they said. Sorry to make the chapter seem longer than it was! Lol. Until next time, take care (and don't get sick, like I am)! :D

- Majora's Mask Freak184