Part 6: The Truth
[And here I go with part 6. I was rereading my fics last night, and I saw how short they were! UGH! So, as of now, I'm gonna try to make them longer. And guess what? I got an idea for a new series last night! I won't start with it until I finish this one, though. Cause we all remember the FAMOUS disaster, LOL. Now my parents have gotten off my computer, kinda, and I'm reclaiming it as mine. So, read Part 6 now, and the good stuff is getting close! YAY!]
Lisa and Zaun had finally found something about Gregg that the wanted. Something bad, something that proved he was not as innocent as he looked. The night before, Lisa had been doing desk work, when a man came up to her and asked where he could go to provide information on a case. She told him that he could tell her.
Well, my name is Mark Lewis.
Hi. I'm Lisa Davis, They shook hands. Lisa wondered what this man knew about what case.
Well, I'm not only Mark Lewis. I also had the nick name G-Funk...... Lisa, paused, wondering if he was really the G- Funk.
Aaaah, G-Funk. A cabbie, I presume? she asked.
Yes, I am. Well, I'm really not a cabbie. Let me start at the beginning, he said.
I stole that cab. Why? Because this man had hired me to pretend to be a cabbie, he was going to pay me two thousand dollars. I had a wife and a kid. I needed money. So I agreed. He told me that there would be a tall, dark haired man with a mustache on the corner by his apartment at 12:30 in the afternoon. I don't know how he knew he would be there, but he was. And then I was to pick him up, and a few minutes later, crash the cab. I guess he wanted to kill him. I never even realized that I could be killed, too. So I did it. Then, last week, I heard that the man, Richard Burke's, friend's daughter was kidnapped. I thought maybe the same man had something to do with it. Part of a big plan, or something.
Who was that man?
Gregg Williams. Although he thought I thought his name was Blake Murphy. But I saw his real name on his driver's license.
I see, Lisa said to G-Funk, or Mark, whoever he was. Then she picked up the phone, and called Zaun. Once he heard the story, he arrived at the station twenty minutes later.
So, Mark, Zaun began We should arrest you. That was attempted murder, you know. You tried to kill a man, and you could've hurt other people while doing so!
I know, I know, Mark said. But I could've been home free, and never caught , but I turned myself in to help you out.
You still did the crime, Lisa pointed out.
I know I did. Arrest me if you must. I only did that thing for money! I've felt guilty forever, and now, this kid being kidnapped is too much. I mean, maybe since he couldn't kill Richard, he wanted to take his friend's kid instead! Maybe it's my fault that little girl was kidnapped! I kept saying it wasn't my fault, but then I ended up with more guilt. So I turned myself in.
Well, Mr. Lewis, that is very kind of you, and helpful to us, but you do realize we can't just let you go.
I guess so. But let me tell you something about that Gregg guy. He hated, I mean hated his father in-law. He said he couldn't stand him, and that's why he wanted me to....y'know, do that. They put him in the holding cell, and read him his rights. Then they decided to go pay Gregg a visit.
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I don't know where her jacket is! Monica told Chandler. Maybe if you put it away when you took it off her the last time, you could find it.
Oh, c'mon, Monica! It's not like I threw it in a corner somewhere!
Well, can you find it now?
No, that's why I'm asking you for help here!
Then it's simple. Put it away when she takes it off, and next time you can find it. Monica turned and left the room, and Chandler picked Abby up and carried her upstairs.
It's not a big deal, we'll just go get you another jacket, he told Abby, and went to her room and got a jacket, and left.
He was taking Abby over to Ross' for the day. As he drove her there, he thought about the fight between him and Monica that morning. That one was one of many. Fighting had become a daily routine by now, and it happened usually two or three times. He didn't like it too much, knowing, with Hannah's kidnapping that their relationship was supposedly, on thin ice. It hadn't been too bad between them, until about two weeks ago. Since then, there was a lot of fighting. He thought that maybe when he got back home he should talk to Monica.
The recent fight between Chandler and Monica had pushed Monica over the edge. As soon as she heard him leave with Abby, she started crying. She had wanted to cry, and cry, for the past two weeks, ever since their fighting had started. Every fight was over stupid things, things, like Abby's missing jacket, that had happened many times before, but were now a reason to start fighting. She kept remembering the biggest cause of divorce is a missing or dead child, and that was what made her cry. She may get mad easily, but she didn't want to get divorced, either.
When Chandler got home, she had stopped crying, but her eyes were red and puffy, and she knew he would be able to tell. But she didn't expect him to come and talk to her as soon as he got home, and figured that by the time they saw each other, her eyes would be back to normal. But no sooner than she heard the front door close, she saw him.
Hey, Mon, look about this morning- he had started to say, but then stopped. Have you been crying? He asked her. She didn't answer him. Monica, what's wrong?
Well, besides the fact that our daughter is kidnapped, I'm about to become divorced, too!
Yeah. You know, when people fight a lot, like three times a day for the past two weeks, that's usually a sign that they're headed for a divorce.
You do know that divorced and our names don't fit together in the same sentence, don't you?
But all these fights....
They don't mean anything, Mon. Yeah, I know that people say that a kidnapped child is a sure cause of divorce, but they don't know us.
What do you mean?
The way I see it is that we're upset. Hannah's been kidnapped, Abby's having nightmares every night and starting therapy on Monday, and we have to let it out somehow. So we end up fighting. But the fights are meaningless, because we're not upset with each other. That's why we end up fighting over dumb stuff. Those people who do get divorced, they don't know why they're fighting and figure it's the relationship. So they end it. We both know that's not us. And about the jacket, you're right, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, too. Let's stop this fighting stuff.
It's a deal, he said. He gave her a kiss, then heard someone knock on the door. I'll get it, he told her, and went downstairs to open the door and find Officer Lisa there. Oh, hi, Chandler said to her. What's up?
Well, we found G-Funk, she told him. His real name is Mark Lewis. And you won't guess what, Monica joined them at the door.
he asked her.
Gregg, Michelle's husband, he paid that guy two thousand dollars to crash that cab. He hated Mr. Burke that much.
Oh my God! You're kidding! Monica said.
I'm not, Lisa said.
Do you think that he, he, had something to, you know, do with...
With Hannah? We're not sure. We've always kinda had an eye on him. We arrested him for attempted murder, going on the fact that that Mark guy is telling the truth. He'll probably have a trial. Anyway, when we questioned him about Hannah, he swore he didn't do it, that he likes kids and would never hurt them. He said that he was a father, and would never take anyone else's kids away. We're giving him a polygraph test tomorrow morning.
But why would HE want Hannah? Monica asked.
Wait a minute, Chandler said
Lisa and Monica asked in one voice.
At Abby's birthday party, I was talking to him, and he made a comment about how he really wished we hadn't sent Richard over to him. But at the time I remember thinking it's more of a threat than a comment.....
I'll remember that, Lisa commented. Maybe this Gregg guy is who we're looking for.
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It was Zaun that told Michelle that Gregg had been behind the accident, almost causing her father his life. She was terribly upset, and told Gregg that he could rot in jail, and she never wanted to see him again. She stopped by the jail where he was being held, the next day, and told him she was leaving. And it was very unlikely she'd ever be back.
She had packed Henry, Troy, herself, and Richard up, and gotten on a plane to Florida, to live with her brother, Tim. She couldn't believe that Gregg was capable of doing something like that.
When the guard went to Gregg's cell, to take him to get his polygraph test done, he angrily told the guard he wanted custody of Henry and Troy. The guard laughed and said You can't have custody of them in jail.
Okay, Gregory, just answer the questions we ask you, and that's all you have to do, Zaun told him, as he was strapped up to the polygraph machine. First, what is your name?
Gregory Williams.
Are you married?
What's you're wife's maiden name?
Do you have any kids?
Yes, two boys.
What are their names?
Henry and Troy.
Did you hire Mark Lewis, AKA G-Funk, to to crash a cab?
Lisa and Zaun exchanged a look as the test obviously showed he was lying.
Did you intend on Richard Burke being inside that cab?
They could tell he was lying again.
Do you know ANYTHING in the disappearance of Hannah Elyse Bing?
This time, however, the tests showed he was telling the truth.
Zaun said. He either is a good liar, which I doubt, because he didn't do good on the first two, or he really knows nothing. Lisa nodded.
* * * * * * *
Hello, Abby, I'm Martha, the therapist said to Abby.
Abby said, quietly.
I'm gonna be spending some time with you for a while, okay? Abby didn't say or do anything. It's going to be fun, though, you'll see. We're gonna play games, and draw lots of pictures. Sound fun? Abby slowly smiled and nodded. Ok, good. Now why don't you play while I talk to your mommy and daddy? Martha said. The room they were in had a lot of toys.
Abby replied, then began playing.
Okay, Mr. and Mrs. Bing, I'm sure I can help Abby out, Martha told them.
But she's so young. How can you find out what's wrong? Chandler asked.
I've been trained in this, Martha smiled. Like I said, draw lots of pictures. Sometimes, what's wrong comes out in those pictures.
I see, Monica commented, however knowing all Abby ever drew were scribbles.
Well, it can't hurt to try, even if she's young. Something must be wrong for her to cry all night.
Yeah, that's what we figured, Chandler said.
Well, we can get started if you two want to wait in the waiting room.
Chandler said. He went over to Abby and kissed her on the head.
Sweetie, Mommy and I are gonna be right outside while you play, okay?
Abby agreed, too into playing to care.
Bye, Sweetie, Monica told her. Then they went out into the waiting room.
Okay, Abby, Martha told her. I hear you have trouble sleeping at night. Abby nodded. How come? Martha asked her.
Bad dream, Abby said.
Those are no fun now, are they? she asked. Abby didn't respond. Well, Abby, why don't we play with the dolls? Abby nodded. Martha picked up about five dolls, the size of Barbies, and brought them to Abby. This one's pretty. Why don't we pretend this one is you?
Abby happily agreed.
Who are the others?
Abby pointed at one.
That's your mom? Abby nodded. Martha picked up a boy doll. Whose this?
Abby picked up the other girl doll.
Hannah? Your sister? Monica and Chandler had told Martha about Hannah and the kidnapping. Abby nodded.
Go bye bye, she said.
Yes, she did. But maybe not forever. What about the other boy doll?
Bad guy, Abby told her.
A bad guy? You mean, like in the movies? Abby shook her head. Like in stories?
A real bad guy? Abby nodded. The one who took Hannah?
Abby told her. Bad guy
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Well, Monica, Chandler, I think we've mad a lot of progress already. Martha told them. From what I've gathered, Abby's afraid she's the next to be kidnapped.
That does make sense, Monica agreed. Are you sure?
Well, it's only the first day. The test now, is to see if this topic keeps coming up.
I see. What do we do in the mean time?
Maybe keep the light on in her bedroom. Windows closed. Even maybe, if you're willing, let her sleep in your room once in a while.
Thanks a lot, Chandler told her, and picked Abby up. He didn't want to admit it, but he was starting to feel like all hope was becoming lost for Hannah. It had been two and a half months now.
* * * * *
Monica said into the phone. The caller hung up, and so did Monica.
That's the third time this week someone has called and hung up! Monica told Chandler.
Maybe we should tell this to Lisa or Zaun?
Maybe. Do you think it's the kidnapper or something?
It might be. Or it might be some kid playing jokes with the phone. When I was a kid, we used to make up phone number, and keep calling them and hanging up.
I'll bet you did, Monica remarked. Why doesn't that surprise me?
I don't know, he said sarcastically. Because I'm so normal now? Monica laughed. The she felt guilty. Just as she did every time she laughed. Whether it was just a small laugh or a big one, she felt like it was wrong to find something funny when Hannah was gone. And deep done, she felt like she was never going to laugh again, because she felt like Hannah would be gone forever.
[Please review, and read the next part when it comes out. 13 days until the finale!!!!!!! And, since this is May 6, HAPPY MAY 7TH TOMORROW!! (All of you C&M fans know what I mean.) Those of you who are quick, should know who the kidnapper is now. I revealed it, but subtly. And not necessarily in this part, hehe. Don't be fooled by the obvious.]
