chapter 33
Kendrick residence, Joseph walked through the door as he gritted with irritated frustration and threw across the room a table. The glasses and vase crashed onto the floor, as the table tumbled over. His shoulder was grasped lightly, and turned to face whom grasped his shoulder.
"Jonathan, trashing the living room isn't going to find her." his friend assured. Jonathan brushed his hand away and stormed to the nearest chair and sat down. "She is bound to surface at some point, she can't hide forever." said, bradley jacks.
Glaring from under narrowed angry glance, leaning within the crevice of his hand and answered. "Go find her, I want my princess now."
"Jonathan, why don't you satisfy yourself with a substitute for the time being?" bradley suggested and offered a young girl as she was forcibly brought in the room. Jonathan, glanced the frightened child and observed her carefully before he stood up then grasped her chin. Turning side to side, getting a better look of her.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, but jonathan pushed her back and said hoarsely. "Find my princess, and get rid of her."
Bradley sighed, whispered orderly to take her elsewhere. Replied to jonathan before he left. "You will have to find another, before this obsession you have for your daughter consumes you and we are arrested because of her."
Jonathan glared angrily as he watched bradley leave. Taking the photograph, tightly held and glared down of vivian. "Soon my dear wife. You will be home and there is no one can stop us again. No one."
NYPD, interrogation room. Standing on the blind side of the window, watching the traumatised children that they had rescued. Three psychologists tried thier best to coverse with the children, doing thier best to gain their trust and prove they are indeed safe. But the children didn't feel safe as they refused to speak. One walked out to speak with detective Anderson.
"Any progress?" Detective anderson asked. Shaking his head and looked back through the window. "The children are far too traumatised to speak, whatever they had endured and seen. It has traumatised them in ways that it could take more than just one day to get the information we need to bring these bastards down." Dr. Wong said.
Sighed angrily and frustrated. "These cretins must be brought to justice, can't allow any more victims to suffer."
"Indeed and agreed." Dr. wong replied.
Meanwhile, walking through the dark cold sewer. Jules followed after dontallo and vivian. Questioning herself as why would she follow a strange terrapin man, with vivian. Her good friend of so many years to a strange place. It didn't seem to make no sense to Jules at first, and yet she was willing to follow as she trusted vivian.
The water splashed around thier feet with every step they took, her pants were wet from the splashing water drops and looked around as she felt. Assumed that someone was hiding and following behind them. Turning fast and rose her gun, pointing directly to the darkness.
"Jules? Something wrong?" Vivian asked. Jules glared in the dark tunnel with tightening grasp upon the gun and waited. A small squeak echoed from a rat that crawled across the sewer side.
Sighed with relief and sheathed her gun in the hilt, turned on her heel then followed once more. Few minutes later, they finally arrived to the lair entrance but jules observed what it had appeared to be more like a wall with multiple piping.
"We're here." Donatello stated. Jules looked with a raised brow and said. "It's wall, with pipes." Vivian lightly trailed her hand over jules arm assuring her. "This is only for coverage, jules. See?"
The wall opened, revealling the entrance into the lair and jules was surprised. "Nice."
Donatello smiled, holding vivian's hand gently and led her inside as jules followed. The entrance closed behind them, walking slowly to the living room where jules looked up and was amazed to how they had managed.
"This is, wow." she complimented. "Thankyou." Splinter said, standing behind jules and she turned then glanced upon him. Lightly bowed as he greeted the woman. "Welcome ms?"
Jules smiled alittle and whispered. "I think I am." Pausing a second then exhaled as she fainted. "Jules?!" Vivian hurried to her side, gently lifted her head up. Splinter glanced down, his ears flattened and his whiskers bristled with a slight twitch.
Donatello assisted with carrying jules to the infirmary and placed her on the second bed, beside cameron. Cameron glanced over weak and asked raspily. "What happened?"
"Jules fainted." Vivian answered, pulling the covers over her. Trying to push herself up from the bed. Vivian noticed and insisted she remained. "Oh no, you don't. You are going to stay there."
Donatello was on the other side of the bed and assisted cameron to sit up alittle, as he repositioned the pillow for comfort. "Thankyou." cameron raspy said with a smile then exhaled. Looking to her lover with worry glance.
"Will she be ok?"
Vivian glanced over and answered. "I'm sure she will be. I guess the sight of master splinter frightened her." Cameron giggled alittle and said. "That would do it. She is petrified of rats."
"Since when?" vivian asked, confused. "You never knew?" cameron wondered. Vivian shook her head and finally answered. "No, I didn't."
Cameron sighed softly and continued. "Well, you do now." Vivian brushed the short strands away from jules forehead and glanced up to Donatello. He reached for her hand and gently grasped, comforting.
"It happens alot, especially to master splinter. He is used to it." Donatello assured tenderly.