Hidden part 2
These are not my characters they belong to CBS, Tristar, Fox Family etc. I hope you like the story. Please don't forget to write a review, or email me and tell me what you think. (Warning: There is some cursing in one part, just to warn you.) Enjoy.
With four hour left, Gary and Marissa were in the hotel restaurant talking.
"But don't you think its strange," asked Marissa taking a sip of her soda, "That all the managers and bosses are gone?"
"No, I think thats perfectly normal. What I think is suspicious was the way those guys were acting. I think they had something to do with the bomb," said Gary.
"I suppose. Gary?" Marissa started.
"Yeah..."
"Did you check the paper to see if there was anything else you needed to do, besides finding the bomb?"
Gary hadn't thought of that, but he didn't want Marissa to know, so casually he answered, "Well, yeah. But I better... uh...check again." Then he opened his paper.
"Hmmm. Figures." sighed Marissa. Then putting her chin in her hands she said to herself, "I knew he didn't check."
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"Come on Joe, lets not go. We have work to do." Craig said, pacing back and forth. He needed his job and didn't want to be fired.
They were in the parking lot, Joe had "errands" to run and he wanted Craig to come along.
"Relax, didn't I already tell ya? Everyone's gone, come on, *Steves* incharge. He's afraid of his own shadow. He *ain't* gonna do *nothing*"
"Yeah, but still." Giving up, he climbed into the passenger seat.
Joe started the car and said, "All right, don't worry, no one'll even know we're gone. We just gotta do something really quick. No big deal." With that they pulled out of the parking lot and onto the busy road
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"Wow! This person's a genius!" Chuck stated. He had his feet up on the desk again, and was looking through the papers again. "I wish I had thought of this! Wow. I can't believe this whole thing was planned! An insurance fraud. This place has to be worth a couple billion!"
Spinning in his chair, Chuck had dollar signs in his eyes. "Think of all the publicity, the movies, and TV reports. I wonder how much McGinty's would be worth?"
Then thinking for a few minutes he said, "Nah, Gary would never go for it. He's read it in his paper and put the kabas on the whole thing."
Looking at the cat he asked, "Or would he?" Leaning further back in his chair, Chuck mumbled to himself. Then decided to read the rest of the papers.
Reading out loud to himself Chuck was very interested in what he read next, "For location of the bomb, turn to page 38." Flipping through pages he counted in his head. "Thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty..."
The door opened, and in walked one of the secretaries. When Chuck saw her, he fell backwards off his chair.
"What are you doing in here?" she asked him.
Poking his head up from under the desk Chuck said, "Would you believe I was shredding papers?"
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Flipping through the paper, Gary was relieved when he found nothing important.
"Nothing." Gary stated, rolling the newspaper back up.
"Good. Come on. Lets go. I think I know where we can look." Marissa said standing up.
"All right." Gary answered. Putting the paper in his back pocket, without knowing that one of the articles had changed. It now said: ARGUMENT TURNS DEADLY; THREE KILLED.
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"Yeah well, you just better hope it never happens again!" Chuck called over his shoulder.
He had just gotten done explaining what he was doing in the room. They seemed to believe that he really did work there.
Walking over to the elevator he pushed the "up" button. A few seconds later the door opened and he went inside. He pushed the number 6 and the doors closed.
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Barging into the hotel room, Chuck called, "You guys are not going to believe this!"
"What is it Chuck?" asked Marissa sarcastically.
"This whole thing was planned! The bomb. It was but here on purpose. Its an insurance fraud. The.."
Gary cut him off, "Oh no. I didn't see this before. He was pointing to an article in the newspaper. "It must have changed." Looking at his watch he said, "I gotta go." Then he walked out of the hotel room.
"What were you saying before Chuck? asked Marissa.
"Nevermind. I have to go back to the office and find those papers." Grabbing Marissa's arm, he pulled he out of the room.
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Running as fast as he could, Gary arrived at the deserted ally. He was about to check his paper to make sure he was as the right place, but he heard voices, so he figured that he was. Quickly, he ducked behind some crates, as two figures entered the ally.
"Is this it?" asked one of the figures I a worried voice.
"Yeah come on. They'll be here any minute." The other figure answered. As they walked closer to where Gary was hiding, Gary identified them as the bell hops from that morning. Crouching lower Gary made sure that they couldn't see him.
"Nervously Joe paced back and forth. Without realizing it he stepped on Gary's hand, (which had been sticking out from behind the crate.) as he walked by.
Wincing in pain, Gary let out a cry of surprise.
"What the..." said Joe turning towards the noise. Pulling a gun from his coat pocket he pointed it at Gary and demanded, "Who's there?"
Putting his hands in the air, Gary stood up and said, "Uh, why don't you put that down?"
"Who are you, and what are you doing here?" Joe asked. His hands were trembling as he pointed the gun at Gary's head.
"Whoa, Joe. Come on man, put the gun down." Craig said reaching for the gun.
"No! Lets just see what he has to say, then I'll decide wether or not to put the gun down."
"Look. I...I don't wanna cause any trouble, I just wanted to make sure that you two don't make a big mistake. That's all." Gary said. He didn't really know anything about the teenagers, so he decided to check the paper. As he reached into his coat pocket, Joe pulled the trigger.
"No!" Craig said as he saw Gary hit the ground. Running over to Gary he said, "Mister. Come on Mister. Are you okay?"
"O God! Craig, come on. Lets go!" Joe said frantically.
Not listening, Craig lifted Gary up. Where Gary had been laying, there now was a puddle of blood. "Shit Joe! You...you killed him!"
"No! No, I didn't! I didn't do nothing! Come on lets go!"
"We gotta get him to the hospital. Oh God! This isn't happening!"
"Screw you man! I'm not going to jail!" With that Joe ran off.
"Joe! Joe get back here." sighing, he looked down at Gary. Gary was breathing heavily and opened his eyes. Groaning in pain, his eyes rolled back into his head.
"No! Come on! Wake up!" Looking at Gary's stomach he found were the bullet hit. Taking off his scarf he wrapped it around the wound.
"Owwwwwwwwwww!" Gary groaned opening his eyes again. "What? Huh?"
"Can you stand?"
"I...I think so," Gary said as he started to stand up. "Owww!" doubling over Gary clutched his stomach. "Hold on. I can walk...I'm okay." murmuring curse words under his breath, Gary managed to stand up. Leaning on Craig, they started to walk towards the hospital.
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"Did anyone ever tell you that you have beautiful eyes?" Chuck asked the secretary as he sat on the edge of her desk.
"Yeah, my husband," answered the woman not even looking up from her paperwork.
"Oh really? Well then were's your ring?"
"I forgot to put it on. Ok? You gotta problem with that?"
"No. No. Not at all." Then to Marissa he whispered, "Okay, time for plan B."
Sighing Marissa whispered back, "Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Have I ever steered you wrong?" Then thinking to himself he said, "Don't answer that."
"Okay. Here goes nothing." Crouching down Marissa pretended to grope around the floor. "Shoot! I lost my contact."
The woman looked up and when saw Marissa searching the floor helplessly, she got up and joined Marissa on the floor.
Taking the situation to his advantage, Chuck climbed over the desk and searched the drawers. The last drawer was filled with junk, digging to the bottom, Chuck found a folder marked CONFIDENTIAL. Looking inside he recognized the papers. Rolling them up he shoved them in his back pocket. Laughing to himself he said quietly, "Look. I'm Gary Hobson. The man with tomorrow's paper!" Then remembering what he was supposed to be doing, he said to Marissa, " Claire, I found it. Here it is." Holding out his index finger he pretended to give the contact to "Claire." Then he pulled her out of the room. Closing the door behind him he said to Marissa, "I got 'em!"
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"Owwwwwww!" cried Gary as the doctor examined the wound.
Just then the radiologist came back with the x-rays. Checking them over, the doctor said to Gary, "You're very lucky Mr. Hobson. The bullet just missed your liver. We should be able to get it out with no problem during surgery."
"Surgery? Uh...I'm sorry but I really have to go." Looking at his watch he stood up. It was 8:45. Only an hour and fifteen minutes until the bomb was set to go off.
The doctor's pager beeped, looking down at it he sighed, "I gotta go. Stay here. I'll be right back."
When the doctor left, Gary grabbed his clothes from the foot of his bed. Wincing, he put his jeans on and quickly changed into his flannel shirt. Checking his paper, Gary was disappointed to see that the article about the bomb was still there.
"Hey! Where are you going?" asked Craig, who up until was too stunned to speak.
"I have to go. Come on, I'll need your help." Gary said as he walked into the hallway.
Shrugging Craig followed.
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"What does it say?" Marissa asked, excitedly she leaned closer to Chuck.
"Excuse me Marissa, but it is really hard to concentrate with you breathing down my neck." Chuck answered.
"Sorry," Marissa said frowning.
"Ah ha! Here it is." skimming threw the page Chuck laughed.
"What? What does it say?"
Laughing even harder Chuck answered, "You're never going to believe this. This is unbelievable!"
"What?!? What is it Chuck?" Marissa asked impatiently.
"The bomb's hidden in the..." Chuck was cut off by a knock at the door.
"Can't you read? The sign says 'Do not disturb' thats means leave us alone!" angrily Chuck walked over to the door. Opening it he was surprise to see the secretary and two other men.
"Is this him?" one of the men asked the secretary.
"Yup. I'd remember that nose anywhere!"
Quickly closing the door he called to the people on the opposite side, using a fake Spanish accent, " No speak English!" Then to Marissa he whispered. "We've got trouble.
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Searching his pockets, all Gary could find was a few pennies. "Uh...you got a quarter?" he asked Craig.
"Yeah. Here." Craig said handing Gary a quarter. They were at the pay phone across the street from the hospital.
"Thanks," Flipping through the phone book, Gary found what he was looking for and dialed the number.
"Yeah, this is Crumb," said the voice on the other end.
"Crumb. This is Gary Hobson. I..."
"Hobson? Oh no. Let me guess. Another one of your mystic tingles?"
"Well yeah, but thats not the point. There's a bomb in the Golden Plaza hotel. Its gonna go off at ten o'clock unless we stop it."
"We? Whats this 'we' stuff Hobson? I've had enough of your mumbo jumbo. I don't need this."
"Look Crumb, if you don't help me, thousands of innocent people are going to die." At this point Craig looked very confused, Gary made a face that said I'll explain later, then he continued talking. "Now you don't want to be responsible for the death of thousands of people, do you Crumb?"
"No," Crumb answered. Then giving up he said, "Fine, I'll have someone from the bomb squad meet us over there. I'll see you at the Golden Plaza hotel in fifteen minutes."
"Great. Thanks Crumb. You won't regret this."
"That's where your wrong Hobson, that's where your wrong."
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With the wind blowing heavily, Marissa gingerly shuffled across the ledge that stretched from one balcony to the next. Chuck was on the other side holding his hands up ready to grab her if she slipped.
"Chuck. Are you sure we're only a couple of stories up?" asked Marissa nervously.
Looking down, Chuck was dizzy from the height. "Uh...positive. Come on Marissa. Only a few more feet."
Taking a couple more steps, Marissa grabbed Chuck's hand and fell into his arms.
"Humph!" Chuck said as Marissa knocked the wind out of him. He caught his breath and grumbled, "Thanks for the warning."
"Sorry."
Peering inside the glass door, Chuck didn't see anyone. Quietly he slid the door open, then he and Marissa stepped inside.
As they crept past the bathroom Chuck glanced inside. There was a beautiful woman up to her neck in bubbles. She was humming to herself and didn't hear or see them.
"What?" asked Marissa
Snapping out of his fantasy of him and the woman on a date, Chuck took Marissa's arm and led her to the door. "Nothing," he answered.
As the walked into the hallway, they were face to face with the secretary and the two men.
Pulling Marissa to the elevator he pushed the down button and hopped up and down impatiently until the doors finally opened. Dashing inside he pulled a confused Marissa in with him, then he pushed the button for the first floor.
The men reached the elevator as the door began to close.
"Suckers!" Chuck said sticking his tongue out at the men.
The doors closed all the way and the men headed for the stairs.
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Thats the end of part 2. As soon as my beta reader proof reads the ending, I'll put it on the site. I hope you liked it. Please don't forget to write a review. Thanks.