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Chapter twenty-five-Trust is the Key
I diverted my course towards the mariner. I knew, unless I took the truck most of the way I would have no chance. I reached the truck and jumped in it. I paused a moment, as I saw that the charter boat was leaving and glanced at the clock in the truck. 6.00pm it read. It meant, it was half an hour till Jimmy met the others up at the Candlewick. I could see him from here, watching it leave. In my minds eye, I could picture what his expression was likely to be. The boat was now starting its journey to the cove entrance of the harbour, as I backed the truck out. I swiftly turned her and drove off.
I was driving faster then I should have been up those forest roads, but it wasn't like there was anyone to arrest me for doing so. I will admit, I took advantage of the fact and drifted a few corners to shave off some seconds. Finally I drove off the major road and onto a forest track. I reversed her into the trees, and hid her from view. Now I jumped out and started to make my way to Coles. My senses on full alert. The last thing I wished to do, was walk into one of Coles many traps. I passed the sign that read clearly 'no trespassing'. It made me laugh reading it, and thinking of all the people who had either ignored it or missed seeing it. The fact this was rather a lot of people, rendered the sign quite pointless. Like those warnings on the back of packs of peanuts that say, warning this product contains nuts. Duh, of course it contains nuts! What do they think peanuts are? I continued, my eyes constantly searching the ground for trip wires or things out of place. I spotted one and carefully stepped over it. Somewhere in me my curiosity sparked, in that I wondered what would happen if I set it off. I scolded myself for thinking such things and continued.
I knew that at the same time as I was doing this, that the electricity had been cut by Wakefield and that everyone in the Candlewick was panicking. Yet it also meant, another of my favourite scenes would be happening. The one where Sully had decided that the only way he was staying there was if he could protect himself. So he and Danny, followed by Cal had gone with Maggie to raid the Candlewick's gun store. Not that any gun would protect him from Trish, who I knew had already slapped him. It was the little conversation between Cal and Sully, that I loved.
"Oh" Cal started, as he realised what Sully had been planning. "You know, more people are accidently killed by their own weapons, than by the criminals they're trying to protect themselves from,"
"Don't care," Sully replied, dully, no expression on his face.
"Terrified, unskilled people should not be handling weapons," stated Cal, looking around for support.
Danny started nodding seemingly in agreement, and Maggie gave an unimpressed look to Sully. Henry now appeared at the end of the corridor.
"Well that's why you don't get one!" snapped Sully, glaring at Cal.
Henry and Abby now took in the situation.
"If you want us to stay here," Sully started, offering a gun to Henry. "We gotta be able to defend ourselves,"
Henry looked at Sully, before taking the gun.
"I'm gonna need some shells" he replied.
It was an amazing and funny scene, and I was sad I was missing it, but there was no possible way I could have been there.
Finally, after avoiding six trip wires, four pits and four out of five snares, I saw my destination. The fact that while avoiding one trap, I had walked into another was beside the point. Luckily I had been able to cut myself down. I had also fallen partly into a pit, well my lower half of my body had, but I had managed to stop my entire self falling in. So I had counted it as a near miss, but even though it had been difficult, I felt that getting Cole to leave was going to be harder.
As I approached, I could see Cole through the window. He was struggling to get an unconscious Charlie onto the bed. As he finally succeeded, I made for the door, took a deep breath and knocked. I heard Cole move, I then heard the sound of a gun been cocked.
"Cole? It's me Rebecca," I said, deciding to let him know it was me before I ended up getting shot.
The door now opened slowly, the gun being the first thing I saw, followed by Cole.
"What do you want?" he asked, sternly.
"I need to talk to you," I said, and then added. "In private,"
"You saw through the window, huh?" he asked, realising I knew Charlie was in there and now opening the door fully.
I nodded.
"I really should remember to shut the curtains," he said. "Look, it's not what it looks like,"
"Cole, I'm not currently bothered by the fact you have an injured Charlie in there," I said, looking him in the eye.
"I thought he was your friend," said Cole, not leaving the door way.
"He is, but right now what I have to do is more important," I said, glancing around. "I need you to do something for me,"
"What exactly?" he asked, coming out and pulling the door to.
"I need you to take this piece of paper and head down to the beach along from West Beach," I said. "There you find a boat, which you are to get on the water and get in,"
"I don't understand," he said, looking at me. "Why do you want me to do this?"
"Look let me finish, you start it and it'll take you to Seattle," I continued. "There someone will meet you,"
"What's the point of it?" he said.
"Hey, come on, you said you trusted me," I argued. "Was that a lie Cole?"
"Now don't pull that one on me, I didn't lie," he said, slight anger in his voice. "I just don't know why you want me to do it,"
"Cause you're not safe here, you're in danger so to speak," I said, unable to lie to him.
"How do you know this?" he questioned. "Do you have information on…"
He paused, as if unsure to tell me and glanced around nervously.
"…ok I'm gonna prove I trust you," he whispered, watching me. "What do you know of the psychopath I'm hunting?"
I sighed, I had to be careful as to what I told him. I couldn't say more then he was meant to know.
"There is not much I can divulge, just that I know they are coming for you tonight," I whispered, back. "They plan to kill you,"
"Ok, do they know of JD?" he asked. "Have I put the boy in danger?"
"Yes, but then they always knew of him, they plan to kill him too," I said, watching his reaction. "But I plan to save him,"
"How can you know all of this? How do you know when we are to die?" he whispered, seriously.
"I can't tell you, you just have to trust me," I said, our eyes meeting.
I don't know what he saw there in my eyes, but his expression changed from defiant to willing. He nodded and sighed.
"Ok, but you must save JD and…Charlie," he said, slowly.
"Ok, of course, now you must not be seen leaving, which I'm sure you can handle," I said, with a smile. "And you can't contact anyone,"
"Ok, I just need to get something…" he started.
"You can't take it, you must leave it and go now," I interrupted, stopping him.
"You don't know what it is, I'm not leaving it,"
"Surprisingly I do, and I'm sorry, but you have to leave it," I said, sadly. "Trust me,"
"Swear you'll save JD…at any cost," he said, staring me down.
"I swear," I said, honestly.
"Fine, I'm going," he said, nodding at me.
I placed my hand on his arm and nodded back, reaffirming our bond of trust. With that he left, and I stood on the porch allowing the change to happen. The fire bubbled within me, and then rushed through my veins. My body morphing, and then the right side of my face burned with an intense heat. My whole body was on fire, I shut my eyes. All I could see was intense white light, the barcode scanner of fire and then darkness. I blinked rapidly, the sight in my right eye was not so good. I found myself staring at my hands. They were Cole's, I reached up with one and touched the right side of my face. The skin felt weird, that side of my face tingled and it gave me shivers at the thought of what Cole had suffered.
I now headed back inside. I moved to Charlie's side, and stared at his wound which was bleeding profusely. I searched around for something that I could use to stop the bleeding. I found a cloth and tore it into strips. I then set to work to stem the bleeding. When I had finally finished, his leg was bandaged as best as I could. I sat down in a chair, and waited for the scene to begin. I didn't have long to wait. Charlie started moaning, and moved slightly as he came round. Gigi whined at him and Charlie moved slowly to look at the dog, that's when he spotted me.
"Is that your trap I sprung?" he asked, his voice sounding pained.
"Afraid so," I said, holding up Charlie's gun while he watched it. "I need to make sure the wrong person doesn't surprise me,"
I placed the gun back down on the table as Charlie sank back onto the bed. He seemed to be struggling to stay conscious due to the pain.
"When the hell did you get back to the island?" he asked, quietly.
"You must be getting old if you're now just realising I'm here," I said, with a smirk. "It's been a few weeks,"
"I don't get out this way much anymore," he replied, sounding slightly delirious. "JD Dunn sent me,"
I watched him as he continued.
"Didn't know he was setting me up," Charlie finished.
"He didn't set you up," I said, defending JD. "He just knew you wouldn't believe him saying he was innocent,"
He paused taking it in.
"What are you doing here Cole," Charlie asked, finally.
"Hunting a maniac," I said, seriously. "Same as you,"
"You're the one who got JD all wound up over Wakefield's grave," said Charlie, realising.
"I needed to know the man who did this to me was really dead," I said, picking up the gun again and turning it in my hands. "I seen to many things to make me think otherwise,"
"What are you saying?" asked Charlie, curiously.
"If Wakefield's dead then someone is doing a dam fine job of imitating him," I said, knowing that there was no one who could ever even come close to doing such a thing.
Charlie now propped himself up, wincing as he did and turned to look at me.
"You should have come to me," he said, I could sense the slight anger in his voice. "Not Abby,"
"Abby's involved whether you like it or not," I replied.
I put the gun down now and stood up, I then reached into the bag on the table and removed a leather book. With book in hand I now approached Charlie and chucked the book on him. He groaned in pain and slowly took hold of the book.
"Come on Charlie. I worked with you for over twenty years," I said, watching him. "You're smarter then that,"
I now sat down in the chair beside the bed and looked him in the eye.
"What's the most precious thing you could lose?"
The scene had ended, for now. Charlie lay looking through the book. I had realised that this was my chance to help the case and so I took it.
"Charlie, there's something else you need to know," I started.
"Hmm," he said, now looking up from the book. "What?"
"Sometime tomorrow Rebecca Jacobs is going to come to you," I said, preying this would work.
"Right, ok" he said, giving me a look.
"She is going to ask you to do something and you should trust her, and do it with out question," I continued.
"Why are you telling me this Cole?" he queried.
"Because that girl knows stuff, stuff she probably shouldn't know," I said, watching his reaction.
"Like what…are you saying she knows who the killer is?" he said.
"I'm not sure Charlie," I said, trying not to let on anything. "You have to trust her, just do what she asks"
Charlie winced in pain.
"Do you trust her?" he asked, finally.
"Yes, I do," I replied, seriously.
He sighed, now turning back to the book. I knew he was thinking about what I had said. He flicked though the pages, I watched. I knew that at the same time as I was here, the others had all split up to do different things. Danny and Henry were trying to get the Candlewick's generator going, Abby and Jimmy were entering the Sheriff's station and Sully, Beth, Cal and Chloe were making a run for the mariner. Somewhere in me I felt bad, I think it was because Sully was escaping without even thinking of saving me. Next time I saw him, I would reprimand him for such a thing.
The one thing that worried me now however, was Jimmy and Abby were going to let Shane out. The show had never explained what he did between been let out, and turning up at the Candlewick. So unbeknown to me, Shane had told Abby and Jimmy where to find Charlie and was now heading towards his house. This meant though, he would pass my place and as he did he paused. He had decided to check to see if I was there, maybe he had been worried or maybe Jimmy had told him to do so. Whatever the reason, down the drive he came and he knocked on the door. He paused, now hearing the quiet whirr of the generator. I had shown JD where it was and how to operate it, secretly knowing of the power cut.
"Rebecca! You home?" he called.
JD froze; I had warned him he could not be seen by anyone. He had nowhere he could really go. He launched himself over the sofa and hid behind it, trying to keep quiet. Shane banged again, and started to walk round and peer in the windows. He paused, staring at something and now made his way back to the door. JD heard a key turn in the lock and the door start to open. He crawled rapidly and ducked behind the arm of the sofa, that was furthest from the door. Shane entered quietly.
"Hello?" he called. "Anyone home?"
He now moved across the living room and picked up the remote. He stopped the movie that was playing and turned off the TV. He then glanced around, noticing the food on the table and the open bottle of beer. He now left the living room and headed upstairs. JD could have run, but he stayed. Finally Shane came back down, he took one final glance and then left. Shutting and locking the door behind him. JD sighed with relief, God it had been close. He waited and then crawled over to the window. He lent his back against the wall and very slowly started to move up, so he could peer out the window.
Suddenly Shane peered in. JD froze again, remaining motionless. It was like that for a few minutes and then finally satisfied, Shane left. JD let out the breath he had been holding, and watched him go. Shane now continued towards his house, he needed his truck as he was intent on fulfilling the death threat he had made.
By now Henry and Danny had got the generator going and had come in to find that Sully and the others were gone, and only Trish, Shea and Katherine remained. I knew Henry would go after them, leaving Danny at the Candlewick to protect the three women. Finally I knew the scene was back, as after looking for a while at the book Charlie now spoke.
"Who else has read this?" he asked, still flicking through some pages.
"Hard to say," I replied.
"Well if anyone wanted to imitate Wakefield, this gives a pretty good idea how he felt," he said, seriously. "Where'd you get this?"
"Tracked it down a while back," I said, watching him still. "Wakefield kept it while he was in prison,"
"What's JD Dunn got to do with this?" he asked, determined still JD was some how in on it. "I wasn't aware you two were such good friends,"
"If you had visited me at the hospital, you might have seen JD and his Dad," I said, slight anger in my voice. "They were the only folks who ever came,"
"If you're blaming me for not sending flowers, then screw you," he said, in a defensive tone, as he started to lie back down. "I had problems of my own. Unh!"
He winced in pain and lay still. I felt so bad, but I had to stay in character.
"I'm not blaming you, Charlie," I said, calmly, he glanced at me.
I now looked down under my chair at Gigi who had come and lay down there. I now reached down a hand to her.
"You asked about JD," I said, while tickling Gigi's head, she then moved away. "He's helping me track the killer,"
"Seems to me he is the killer," replied Charlie.
"JD's just in a lot of pain," I said, disappointed at Charlie.
"Then who is?" he asked, forcing himself up again. "Because right now, you make a pretty good suspect,"
"Because I look like a monster?" I said, sneering slightly.
"Because you blame me as much as he did," reasoned Charlie.
I looked away and Charlie groaned as he half collapsed, half lay back again.
"I sent Wakefield away for seventeen years, and all he did was plot his revenge," Charlie said.
I glanced at him, unsure whether he was talking more to me or to himself. I could see he was worsening, and so I now started to get up to leave. Charlie grabbed my arm, pulling me back down.
"What you said before about losing what's most precious…" Charlie started.
"It seems that Abby coming home has set this thing off," I said, interrupting him slightly.
"I gotta get her off the island," he said, falling back again weakly.
"I don't want you dying on me," I said, noticing how pale he truly looked. "Not with your daughter still out there,"
Charlie licked his dry lips and said nothing.
"You're going to lose that leg if I don't get help," I continued, getting up and taking the book with me.
Charlie was on the verge of passing out again, as I put the book back in the bag and grabbed a lamp. I grabbed the bag up and went to the door. I paused glancing back at Charlie, before opening the door. Gigi trotted out first, followed by me. She scampered along the porch, and then started yapping at the dark. I followed her and glanced around, searching the trees with the lantern. Gigi barked again.
"Hey," I said, motioning to the little dog.
I moved around again, looking, but I couldn't see anything. I knew what was about to come though. I had moved back towards Gigi, when an arrow appeared out of the darkness. It hit me with such a force, that it slammed me into the cabin. I yelled in pain and dropped the lantern, which smashed and started a fire. Gigi was barking in terror and I was groaning in pain, trying to pull the arrow out with my right hand. Yet it was wedged pretty firmly into the wood of the cabin. I now tried to move my left hand up to help pull, but it was difficult. I was pinned to the cabin.
"Charlie!" I yelled, trying to look at him through the window.
He looked at me, and then started trying to move. As he did, another arrow flew out of the dark and smashing through the window and almost hitting him. I was still struggling, while he was making an attempt to move. He hit the floor and tried to crawl to the table where his gun was. He snarled in pain as his leg gave him trouble. I was still pulling with my right hand, and I finally managed to get a hold of it with my left hand too. I was pulling, snarling in pain, when the final arrow came and hit me square in the chest. I gasped as pain blinded me, and I dropped the bag with the book. Then my head dropped to my chest as life left me, and the darkness swiftly took me.
I gasped as I came back, I knew Charlie had momentarily passed out. I could see the cabin burning, and I now glanced around. I finally spotted what I was looking for, and made my way quickly to it. As I neared it, I got down and coaxed it too me. When Gigi was finally close enough, I grabbed the little dog and legged it. Lucy would have killed me if I had forgotten her. I raced through the trees, tripping, falling and then I hit a trip wire.
WHAM!
Only thanks to my reflexes and heightened senses, did I manage to launch myself in the air avoiding the spike on a spring. I crashed down hard though, yelping slightly as I partly twisted my ankle. Gigi whined and licked my face, I rolled my eyes and pulled myself up. I tested my ankle, it twinged slightly, but it would be fine. I now launched off, straight back to a slightly limpy sprint, running for the truck. When I finally saw it, after the nightmarish run through the booby trapped woods, I think I could have cried. I jumped in, placing Gigi in the passenger foot well and started the truck. I floored the gas pedal and drove off, choosing the back route, so as to avoid meeting Abby and Jimmy. I drove as fast as I could. The clock in the truck read 7.39. Six minutes until I was supposed to meet JD. I finally reached the mariner with three minutes to spare, my window screen wipers swishing back and forth. I jumped out, leaving Gigi in the truck and now looked around for JD. The rain was coming down hard now.
I was starting to worry, when suddenly he appeared out the dark and scared me to death.
"Shit!" I snapped. "Don't do that!"
"Sorry, but it's not exactly safe round here," he replied, slightly out of breath.
"Don't worry, look, I need you to do this quickly and quietly," I said, taking him by the shoulders and looking him in the eyes. "You mustn't be seen and you can't contact anyone,"
"Ok, so what do you want me to do?" he said, quietly.
"You take this piece of paper and you head through the trees over there and on the other side you will find a beach," I said, handing him the paper.
"The other side of the mariner?" he queried. "I didn't know there was a beach there,"
"There is, it's hidden," I said. "It's as if you're going to Point Fell Lighthouse,"
"Right ok, then what?" he asked.
"There you'll find a hidden boat, which you get on the water and get in," I continued. "You start it, and it'll take you back to Seattle where someone will meet you,"
"Leave, that's what you want me to do?" he said, giving me a funny look. "Your giving me a ticket out of here, why me?"
I gave him a look which said 'what happened to the no questioning?'
"Oh, uh sorry," he said, realising. "Right I'll do it,"
"Good, thank you," I said. "Remember don't get seen…"
"I know, I know, stop worrying," he said, smiling at me.
"Oh, I need your phone and those two pages out of your pocket," I said.
He handed me it, without question, the pages he was a little more reluctant with, but he begrudgingly gave me them.
"There is one other thing, which is explained on the paper, but I thought I should ask you in person as well," I said, looking at him.
"Go on," he said.
I now lent forward, pulling him close and whispered in his ear, exactly what I wanted him to do. The little extra favour, he would have to perform.
"Oh and inform the people who meet you, that if they could be down there for half six instead of the original agreed time, then that would be great," I said, smiling at him again.
"Ok, I will," he said, turning to leave, he then stopped.
"Oh, just before I go," he started, I glanced worriedly at my watch. "Two people were looking for you,"
"Who?" I asked, curiously.
He then proceeded to tell me the incident with Shane.
"Oh, right, but hang on that's only one person," I said, looking at him quizzically. "Who was the other?"
"Sully," he said, simply.
"What? When was he looking for me?" I asked.
"Well, when I was leaving, I heard voices so I hid myself," explained JD. "Sully, two girls and another guy all came down the drive,"
I stared shocked, so he continued.
"They knocked and searched and then realising you weren't there, they left saying that you might be at the marina," he continued. "So, I followed them in secret,"
"I can't believe it," I said, more to myself then JD.
"When they got here, they waited while Sully went to check The Marlin and the other boat," He finished. "That's when I came here,"
"Uh, ok, thanks for telling me," I said, pulling him into a hug. "Now you really have to go,"
He nodded, and with a look of 'be careful' he disappeared into the dark. I was shocked, left reeling from what I had just learned, but I had no time for that. The change occurred, the fire racing through me. My body burned in places, like it had done with Kelly, as the tattoos appeared. It tingled and I felt my muscles jerk and contract. Everything went black and with an intake of breath, I stood as JD. I glanced around, the constant movement of the boats and the pitter patter of the rain upon them the only sound. I was wet, I was so sick of being wet. If I succeeded in this case, I was going to likely end up with one hell of a cold. I was just thinking about what I should do, when I sensed someone. I turned, in almost slow mo, to see Henry coming out of the trees. He spotted me, and I felt a shiver run down my spine at his reaction to me. Instead of looking angry at the fact I was out, he smiled that Henry smile. I stared and then I just ran. I sprinted down onto the docks and legged it, I could hear the sound of Henry behind me and I ran faster. I knew that the scene where Sully and the others saw me running was coming soon. I ran on blindly, not looking really where I was going. I guessed the scene had passed, as I now had to stop. I had reached a problem, a dead end. The docks ended in the sea. I swung round ready to look for another escape route, but to my horror I found Henry stood there.
"Henry, I'm innocent," I said, trying to make my brother understand, though I knew it was pointless.
"Yes, I think I believe you," he replied, watching me. "Madison is missing, someone took her,"
"See I told you, I told you, you were wrong," I said, nodding.
"We also found Richard, and someone who had been chucked in the incinerator," he said, calmly. "No one worked out however it was Malcolm,"
"Malcolm's dead?" said JD. "Well then, why are you chasing me?"
"You know, people actually burn quite well, I suppose that's why they didn't recognise him," he continued, ignoring me.
"What are you talking about Henry?" I questioned, knowing in my heart the answer.
"Well, I just wanted to apologise for blaming you, and say I'm sorry for killing your family," he said, a smile crossing his lips.
"Your family? You mean our family," I said, staring at him. "What do you mean you killed them?"
JD's real thoughts were running through my mind. He so wanted the fact, that Henry wasn't his brother not to be true. I couldn't believe he knew.
"Nope yours, ok I didn't actually kill Uncle Marty but hey, does it really matter?"
"No Henry, no you…you," I said, anger welling up inside of me.
"Yes JD, yes," he said, moving towards me.
I took a step back, never taking my eyes off him.
"Of course, I didn't do this alone, I had some help from…well I think you already know, don't you?" he said, laughing, a cold hard laugh. "His surname begins with a w,"
I knew there was no escape, so I decided to see what I could get out of him.
"Somehow, I always knew," I said. "I knew you were different, you changed,"
"So did you," he said.
"Why Henry, why are you doing this?" I asked. "What is the point of all this, death?"
"Come on JD," he said, smirking, he was now pretty close. "I know you're clever,"
He was looking at me, and then somehow, JD actually knew the answer. It wasn't my thought that entered my mind, it was JD's.
"Abby?" I said, no idea how I had come up with that.
"Bingo!" said Henry, smiling and taking something from his pocket.
Then suddenly, before I could do anything, he flew at me, ramming the knife, a switch blade, into my stomach. I gasped, trying to fight back. He pulled me close, and now whispered in my ear the very reason for all of it. Smirking, he then pulled the knife across and out, watching as I collapsed to the floor; knocking against a barrel as I did. He'd cut me open. I looked at him through the rain, he was covered in blood. My blood, all I could do was stare. Then we both heard a noise, he looked around and vanished from view. I was lying in between some lobster pots (as we British called them, to most they were lobster traps), and some barrels and crates. I lay there trying to stop the bleeding, my own survival instincts kicking in. I could taste blood in my mouth and feel it running down my chin. The problem was the acid from my stomach was mixing with my blood. I knew this would cause fatal toxaemia. Pain was flooding my senses, as I fought against the murmuring darkness. Then I heard real voices, it was Abby and Jimmy. At that point Henry chucked something, and I knew that was what Jimmy would go and check out. I lay there, pain making my fingers contract. I hated dying slowly! I moaned; more out of annoyance then truly pain. Abby heard that one, I knew she did. I knew she was looking round for Jimmy. I moaned again; as pain rippled through my body. I just wanted to die already. Now I could hear her footsteps. I heard a noise, the same one she did. Henry must have moved. Then I heard the point where, she accidently kicked a chain that was on the docks. It slid, making a clinking noise. I groaned again, a funny feeling washing over me. I was finding it hard to breathe properly, and the pain too made me gasp. I could taste blood still in my mouth and I spat it out, and moaned, as the movement caused more pain.
"JD?" she said, finally coming into view properly.
I moaned again, gasping as I turned slightly to look at her.
"Oh," she gasped, herself. "Oh, God"
She shone the torch in my face, I forced my eyes shut, as the blinding light hit me. I heard her come closer, and I opened my eyes as she knelt down beside me. I was unable to stop the moan that uttered from my lips, as I looked at her. Knowing that JD's bright blue eyes were currently filled with pain.
"Oh," she said, again turning away at the sight of my intestines, which I was trying to keep in.
The sight sickened me, as much as it sickened her.
"Abby," I finally managed to say, my voice was faint.
She took a breath to steal herself and returned her gaze to me, focusing on my face.
"JD, who did this?" she asked.
I then found I had been right, JD did try to say Henry, even though I was choking on the words. Blood kept coming, choking me. Then I saw something she didn't. Henry appeared behind her, moving slowly. I could see, even through the rain, he had managed to start crying. He so should have been an actor, I thought. Yet another though crossed my mind. If I told her now it was Henry, he was right there. She had nowhere to go, he would just kill her. So now I knew what I had to do. I had to both protect her and warn her with very few words. She was patient, I would give her that. With the rain running down my face, I took a breath so I could speak.
"It's you Abby," I said, wincing in pain and hoping she would unsderstand somehow. "It's all about you,"
I could feel the darkness calling. I couldn't breath, and I was choking on more blood. My eyelids were so heavy, and they shut. I fell away at last into the blessed dark.
I gasped as I came back. My god, I had hated that jump. I was near my truck, and I now slipped open the door and got in. I then grabbed my bag and pulled out the bottle, swigging it, not knowing how bad the after effects of this one might be. It had taken me fifteen minutes, well there abouts to die, fifteen bluddy painful minutes. I sighed, and now I waited. I watched as I saw Sully and Jimmy join Henry and Abby. I saw the sadness, and the fake sadness and I hated Henry all the more. Still I waited, as finally Henry and Jimmy picked JD up and the group made its way off the docks. I saw Sully and Abby go ahead, meeting Beth, Cal and Chloe. Then all of them moved off towards town, stopping further up. Henry had put JD's body down and now seemed to be having out with Sully, while the other three escapees looked at their shoes. Until one point, where Cal actually stepped forward. Finally whatever was going on, seemed to be settled and Cal and Abby went to Jimmy's truck, while the other's waited. Eventually everyone went off, to either the Clinic or the Candlewick, so I took my chance.
I now grabbed Gigi, and headed carefully back down onto the docks. I made my way to The Marlin and quietly removed her cover. I then got on, putting Gigi in the cabin and locking the door. Pausing to lean against the cabin wall, as a wave of pain past through my body, I then forced myself up the steps to the helm and started her up. I paused again, this time however I was watching to see if anyone was around, but it was empty. I sighed; I had to move The Marlin tonight as the docks blew tomorrow. However, I had to leave Joe's boat, it had to get destroyed in the explosion. It was sad to lose it, as there where many great memories created aboard that boat. I had removed everything from it, so I would in fact only lose the boat, but it almost felt like I was losing Joe again. I backed The Marlin out and turned her, moving slowly out of the harbour. As soon as I left the cove, I sped her up. I was to hide her near Harmon Beach. No one would ever go there again, so there was no harm in hiding her there. Even so, it still had to be out of sight from prying eyes. So, it would be the other side of the beach, nowhere near the eastern bluff, nowhere near Wakefield. As I sailed her round, I thought about how I would miss been able to just get on a boat and sail.
I cringed again, as pain tried to take me down, but I fought it, as the beach finally came into view. I passed it slowly. I reached the point where I was to anchor her, and did so. There was one final thing to do before I left her. I now reached below the control panel dashboard, and felt around. My fingers came across the catch and I flicked it, opening a secret compartment. Inside there was the Upgrader, which I currently didn't need, as The Marlin was fine as she was, the Scythe, a device used to measure energy (we had nicknamed it that as a joke, and the Panel had actually had it shaped as one because of that), a medical kit and several other things. I found what I wanted, a small black box. I took it out and opened it. Inside was a little chip, I now took out my mobile, turned it off, and opened the back of it. I slipped the chip inside and put it back together. Once back on, the screen loaded and now told me I had full signal. The chip was known as an STC chip. That stood for: Satellite Transmitter Connecting chip. It basically turned you phone into a satellite phone, so you could still phone people.
I left The Marlin, using the motorised life raft, which I hid. I then stumbled my way off the beach, and into the woods. However tired and however much pain I was feeling, I had to force myself to continue...because now, I knew I only had two jumps to go, before the first double jump occurred. Two more jumps, until the true skills of a Death Jumper would have to be unleashed…
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