...
Chapter 25: Doing the Dirty Work
Kevin's PoV:
I wake up, when the basement light is turned on. I bury my face in the pillow. I don't want to get up... "Come on, kid. Get up. We have shit to do today,"
"I'm coming... I'm coming..." I get out of bed and head upstairs.
I head to the bathroom to do what I need to do and come out. Harry asks, "You ready to go?"
"I'm hungry..."
"We'll grab something through a drive-thru. Now, shut up and stop complaining, so we can go," I walk over to where Harry is. He firmly grabs onto my arm and takes me out of the townhouse. He brings me over to the van, which is now painted brown, opens the door, and I get in. He slams the door shut and goes around to the driver's side. He hops in and starts the van. We drive off, and a few minutes later, we make it to a restaurant. We drive through the drive-thru. But, before Harry drives up to the speaker, he warns, "Do or say anything, you'll be locked down in that basement forever, got it?" I nod. "Good." I am actually afraid of that basement... I don't want to be locked down there forever!
Harry drives up to the speaker and orders us both a breakfast sandwich. We're at McDonald's, and I hate their breakfast sandwiches... But, it could be worse... We drive up to the window, and the lady hands us our food. Harry hands her the money. Well, this is a chance I'll have to take... It's now or never. I bend over, so that the worker can see me. While Harry's paying attention to counting his money, she sees me and smiles. I do it again... I mouth the word "help"... Her smile goes away, but I mouth "don't say anything". Once Harry hands her the money, she says, "Have a nice day," And we drive off...
Kate's PoV:
Once again, the phone rings. I pick it up. "Hello."
"Mrs. McCallister, more news on your son..."
"What?!"
"Someone with Harold Lime's description and someone with some of your son's description have been seen at a McDonald's drive-thru in Oregon. Though, Marvin Merchants said that they painted their van black from white. The van was brown this time."
"Wait, wait, wait... What do you mean 'some of the description'?"
"Well, the lady employee at McDonald's gave some of the same description as your son. I think what's different are his clothes. He did his signal for help again."
"Are the police searching in Oregon now?"
"Yes, ma'am, they are,"
"OK. Let me know what happens,"
"We will, ma'am. Bye,"
"Bye," And I hang up. I turn to Peter and say, "This is the third time we've got a call from the police that someone's seen Kevin and Harry."
"The first one was at a motel, the second in a clothes store, and where's this one?"
"In a McDonald's drive-thru in Oregon."
"This kidnapper's awfully dumb to be continuously bringing Kevin out in public like this."
"You're telling me..."
"So, are the police searching in Oregon for them?"
"Yes, they are."
"I hope the next call we get is a call that they found him..."
I hug Peter and say, "Me too, Peter... Me too..."
Kevin's PoV:
We're heading outside of town. I'm eating my breakfast sandwich, when I ask, "Where are we going?"
"Outside of town,"
"Why?"
"That's where I need to do my work."
"Why can't you just do your work in town?"
"There's more of a chance we'll get caught in town."
"Get caught?"
"You'll see what I mean once we get there," I just shrug and continue eating...
A Few Minutes Later...
We pull up to a house. It appears to be dead. "Why are we stopping here?" I ask.
"Come on, get out,"
"Why?"
"Stop lipping, kid."
"What are we doing here? Who lives here?"
"The Atkinsons."
"Who are they?"
"Don't know. I only know that they're the Atkinsons, because of their 'The Atkinsons' sign out there."
"How do you know that one of them is not home?"
"We'll go find out now, won't we? Now, come on, get out,"
I get out of the van and say, "Just because their vehicles aren't here, doesn't mean that at least one of them isn't here."
"Would you shut up and let me do the thinking please?" I stay silent. "Thank you. Now, come on," We head up to the door, and Harry knocks. While Harry stands there, waiting, I attempt to make a bolt for it, but Harry grabs my arm before I can get away. He knocks again. We wait again, but there's still no answer. "Alright. They're not home. It's time to get to work,"
"Wait... You don't mean?..."
"I sure do, kid." Harry manages to open the door by picking the lock. When he opens the door, he says, "Let's go..."
To be Continued...
...
A/N: Thanks for reading! Review positively please! Thank you! Now, for more useless information: I had a great night tonight! I had the best stuffing ever! :3
Anywho, it's finally at the part, where Harry makes Kevin steal! Muahaha! 3:D Well, you'll get an update sometime Thursday! Ciao! ^_^
- Termina's Hero1234