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"I want to go fucking home!" Modesty screamed.
"And I want to send you home. But even you have to admit everything sounds fishy. You hated Shane in the past, KIDNAPPED him, almost killed him then you get to sent to a mental ward. You get released and a few days later Shane's daughter is kidnapped. Are you going to tell me this is all a big coincidence?" Dan asked. Modesty nodded.
"Yes. Yes I am going to tell you this is all a big coincidence. I swear I did not do it." Modesty said every word slowly and clearly make Dan believe her.
"Dan we should let her go." Jen cut in. Dan glared at her.
"What? Why? She has a history with kidnapping and she's had a brutal history with Mr. Helms. Look at how beat up she is. Do you think that could have been the result of a confrontation with Shayleen?"
"Dan I highly doubt a three year old could cause that much damage."
"I still think we should keep her."
"What about Angel? She was in the house at the time."
"Modesty could have been too."
"Well I don't think she was."
"Well I think she was."
"What if you let me go home but I wear one of those bracelets that you know where I am at all times?" Modesty spoke up causing the two cops to stop fighting.
"I like that idea." Jen agreed.
"I don't." Dan disagreed.
"Damnit Dan!" Jen exclaimed and slapped the table. Modesty and Dan jumped.
"Excuse me for not wanting to take advice from a criminal. Jen you can't forget her past! You can't forget what she did to Shane! I'm surprised she didn't go to jail for what she did!"
"Ok so she did that. But Shane's an adult. I highly doubt Modesty would do anything to a child."
"How do you know?"
"Women instinct." Jen answered seriously. Dan laughed.
"Fine put the bracelet on her. When she kills Shayleen it's on your head."
"Fine. It'll be on my head." Jen smiled.
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Once again Shane sat in the middle of Shayleen's bed. He couldn't help it. He had to be in Shayleen's room. It gave him a sense of comfort, a sense of hope.
But that didn't keep Shane from feeling sadness and emotional pain he had never felt before. When he was first breaking into professional wrestling he thought he was depressed. Modesty had left him without telling him where she was going, and he couldn't stand not being able to afford all the food he craved or the newest trends in clothes. He hated having to scrape together chump change to buy life's little necessities. Sure he could have borrowed money from Matt or Jeff or his parents but he wanted to prove he could do it on his own. But t he pain he felt then was nothing compared to the pain he felt now. He would rather go back and experience that pain over and over and over again then experience this pain for two seconds more.
Shane looked up as Nidia walked in the room. She stayed in the doorway. She sighed and put her hands helplessly at her sides.
"Shane," She started then cut herself off.
"What?" Shane asked.
"No nothing just forget it." Nidia said and started to turn around and walk out of the room. Shane jumped up and gently grabbed her arm.
"What? Tell me." Shane said with no anger in his voice. Nidia sighed and turned around to face him.
"I was going to say that I don't like you in Shayleen's room so much." Nidia said softly and looked at the floor. Shane's eyes widened and he slapped Nidia hard across the face. Nidia's head jerked to one side.
"And why don't you like me in here?" Shane growled.
"Because I-" Nidia started but Shane cut her off.
"No! No! No!" Shane yelled and put his hands on his ears.
"What?" Nidia asked.
"I don't want to fight in Shayleen's room! Anywhere but Shayleen's room!"
"I don't want to fight at all."
"I don't either." Shane said. Someone knocked on the front door.
"I'll go get it." Shane said and looked at Nidia's red cheek. Nidia put her hand to her cheek and nodded in agreement.
"Shane opened the door and seen Jen standing there.
"Good afternoon Shane. I just came by to let you know that we interviewed Modesty this afternoon like you asked." Jen said.
"Ok what happened?"
"We sent her home but she has on a bracelet monitoring her every move."
She didn't admit to doing it?"
"No she did not."
"Can you tell me what she said?"
"She said since she had just gotten home she was settling in."
"Bullshit. When I visited her a few days ago she said that."
"You went over to her house?"
"Well, um, yeah."
"How many times?"
"Uh, a few I guess."
"Shane I suggest you stay away from her. If not for the past you two share, do it because you believe she took your little girl."
"I know. I try."
"Try harder."
"Jen, I just want to tell you I'm good at reading people. I sense your hiding something."
"Sense what you want. Just remember the life of your adorable little girl is in MY hands. Maybe that will make you think different."
"It makes me think YOU did it! YOU have her!" Shane screamed. Jen smiled.
"Shane I understand you're in pain and not thinking right so I'll ignore that comment."
"I want my daughter back in two days."
"Or what?"
"Or I take the investigation into my own hands."
"Oh like you beat Modesty?" Jen asked and walked down the stairs and into her cop car.
"Fuck you!" Shane screamed as she drove away.
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"I want to go fucking home!" Modesty screamed.
"And I want to send you home. But even you have to admit everything sounds fishy. You hated Shane in the past, KIDNAPPED him, almost killed him then you get to sent to a mental ward. You get released and a few days later Shane's daughter is kidnapped. Are you going to tell me this is all a big coincidence?" Dan asked. Modesty nodded.
"Yes. Yes I am going to tell you this is all a big coincidence. I swear I did not do it." Modesty said every word slowly and clearly make Dan believe her.
"Dan we should let her go." Jen cut in. Dan glared at her.
"What? Why? She has a history with kidnapping and she's had a brutal history with Mr. Helms. Look at how beat up she is. Do you think that could have been the result of a confrontation with Shayleen?"
"Dan I highly doubt a three year old could cause that much damage."
"I still think we should keep her."
"What about Angel? She was in the house at the time."
"Modesty could have been too."
"Well I don't think she was."
"Well I think she was."
"What if you let me go home but I wear one of those bracelets that you know where I am at all times?" Modesty spoke up causing the two cops to stop fighting.
"I like that idea." Jen agreed.
"I don't." Dan disagreed.
"Damnit Dan!" Jen exclaimed and slapped the table. Modesty and Dan jumped.
"Excuse me for not wanting to take advice from a criminal. Jen you can't forget her past! You can't forget what she did to Shane! I'm surprised she didn't go to jail for what she did!"
"Ok so she did that. But Shane's an adult. I highly doubt Modesty would do anything to a child."
"How do you know?"
"Women instinct." Jen answered seriously. Dan laughed.
"Fine put the bracelet on her. When she kills Shayleen it's on your head."
"Fine. It'll be on my head." Jen smiled.
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Once again Shane sat in the middle of Shayleen's bed. He couldn't help it. He had to be in Shayleen's room. It gave him a sense of comfort, a sense of hope.
But that didn't keep Shane from feeling sadness and emotional pain he had never felt before. When he was first breaking into professional wrestling he thought he was depressed. Modesty had left him without telling him where she was going, and he couldn't stand not being able to afford all the food he craved or the newest trends in clothes. He hated having to scrape together chump change to buy life's little necessities. Sure he could have borrowed money from Matt or Jeff or his parents but he wanted to prove he could do it on his own. But t he pain he felt then was nothing compared to the pain he felt now. He would rather go back and experience that pain over and over and over again then experience this pain for two seconds more.
Shane looked up as Nidia walked in the room. She stayed in the doorway. She sighed and put her hands helplessly at her sides.
"Shane," She started then cut herself off.
"What?" Shane asked.
"No nothing just forget it." Nidia said and started to turn around and walk out of the room. Shane jumped up and gently grabbed her arm.
"What? Tell me." Shane said with no anger in his voice. Nidia sighed and turned around to face him.
"I was going to say that I don't like you in Shayleen's room so much." Nidia said softly and looked at the floor. Shane's eyes widened and he slapped Nidia hard across the face. Nidia's head jerked to one side.
"And why don't you like me in here?" Shane growled.
"Because I-" Nidia started but Shane cut her off.
"No! No! No!" Shane yelled and put his hands on his ears.
"What?" Nidia asked.
"I don't want to fight in Shayleen's room! Anywhere but Shayleen's room!"
"I don't want to fight at all."
"I don't either." Shane said. Someone knocked on the front door.
"I'll go get it." Shane said and looked at Nidia's red cheek. Nidia put her hand to her cheek and nodded in agreement.
"Shane opened the door and seen Jen standing there.
"Good afternoon Shane. I just came by to let you know that we interviewed Modesty this afternoon like you asked." Jen said.
"Ok what happened?"
"We sent her home but she has on a bracelet monitoring her every move."
She didn't admit to doing it?"
"No she did not."
"Can you tell me what she said?"
"She said since she had just gotten home she was settling in."
"Bullshit. When I visited her a few days ago she said that."
"You went over to her house?"
"Well, um, yeah."
"How many times?"
"Uh, a few I guess."
"Shane I suggest you stay away from her. If not for the past you two share, do it because you believe she took your little girl."
"I know. I try."
"Try harder."
"Jen, I just want to tell you I'm good at reading people. I sense your hiding something."
"Sense what you want. Just remember the life of your adorable little girl is in MY hands. Maybe that will make you think different."
"It makes me think YOU did it! YOU have her!" Shane screamed. Jen smiled.
"Shane I understand you're in pain and not thinking right so I'll ignore that comment."
"I want my daughter back in two days."
"Or what?"
"Or I take the investigation into my own hands."
"Oh like you beat Modesty?" Jen asked and walked down the stairs and into her cop car.
"Fuck you!" Shane screamed as she drove away.