The cafe was dirty and it smelt like years of cheap coffee and horrible things, which Drew would never know. "A little service would be great!" Yelled Drew to the back of the place. The cafe was empty except for a very large man that was sitting at the end of the bar his face shoved into his arm, asleep. A skinny old lady with frizzy white hair and a poodle dog skirt, walked out from the back. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be there in a moment." said the Lady. She picked up some old plates that looked like they have not moved in a week. Drew sighed and looked out the window. This is the only place that he could find to eat at 4:30 in the morning on a Sunday. What was he doing out here in the middle of nowhere? This kept going through his head. Drew admired his car in the parking lot through the window of the cafe. It wasn't much just a bunch of dents and scratches and rust color that made the model of the car unrecognizable.
"What will it be?" asked the waitress.
Drew jumped almost out of his seat.
"You scared me," Drew looked at the waitress and waited for a bit of a smile but didn't get one. "Well I guess I will just have a cup of coffee and some toast."
The waitress walked off and went back into the darkness of the back room.
A man walks into the cafe; he has on a long black trench coat and a fairly large dirty hat. He removes the coat and lays it across one arm. He looks in Draw's direction and smiles. Drew looks back at him and is astonished when this very tall, strange looking fellow starts walking words him. The man is wearing now a leather vest and a pair of black jeans. A large sack hangs off of his left shoulder. He draws nearer to Drew, as he does this Drew sharply looks to the end of the table trying to admire the salt and half full peppershaker.
"Are you Drew Pender?" Asked a hollow yet deep and relenting voice. Drew looked up toward the man and met his eyes; one of witch had no pigment. "Ye..Yes, Yes I am Drew, Who are you??? Do you know why I am here? WHO ARE YOU!?" Drew half leapt on to the seat and clung to the corner of the booth he was sitting in. The man smiled and threw his coat on the table and sat down in the seat across from him. The man removed his hat and looked at Drew "Calm your self Mr. Pender, I am Mr... Well you don't need to know who I am. I was told to meet you here at 4:51 A.M. in the Eager Beaver Cafe. Drew looked at his wrist and realized he had no watch. Drew calmed a bit and the Waitress brought him his Toast and Coffee.
"Well lets get down to business Mr. Pender, you do have the $10,000 check in your right pocket correct?" The man stared deep into Drew's eyes. Drew gulped back the lump in his throat and he began to sweat. "I don't have...," he spoke as he reached into his pocket and discovered a folded piece of paper. He pulled it out and unfolded it. Drew stared with wonder down at a check with an unfamiliar signature on it, it was made out for $10,000 to a Mr. Wosagi. "Wait, what is this, I don't remember... What is going on!" The man reached over and grabbed the check out of Drew's hand. He never broke his stare at Drew. "Here you are then Mr. Pender. I suggest that you follow the instructions to a T, sir. If you don't there will be very negative repercussions." The man pulled a strange box out of the sack that he had over his arm, he also pulled out a file, and a tape recorder.
Draw's eyes never left the box it was beautiful, golden designs on a black surface. He stared at it with wonder. "What's that?" Asked Drew. The man grabbed his coat and got up. "Good day Mr. Pender" Drew jumped up and grabbed the man by the shoulders, "Hey wait! You can't just come in here and tell me that I have to follow some weird instructions. WHO ARE YOU! TELL ME DAMNIT YOU SON OF A BITCH!" The Man coiled back and struck Drew across the face. Drew flew into the booth and landed on his back, "Now do as I told you Mr. Pender or your mother and your wife Larline will meet a most unfortunate death." Drew stared dumbfounded at the man as he left the cafe.
Drew sat up and stared at the box on the table, he then grabbed the file and looked at the name Wollen, Julia. He opened it up and looked at a girl with a face he had never seen before. There were instructions taped inside the front cover of the file. The instructions were typed on a piece of paper with the words "From the Desk of Dr. Phillip Channard" the instructions were, "Find Janice Wollen in Paddenfeld Virginia and kidnap her child." Drew grabbed the Tape recorder and pressed play, he heard a bunch of screaming and what sounded like cold hard slapping. Then there was a voice that sounded familiar, "Oh GOD, DREW PLEAASSSSEEEEEEEE!!!!" Drew hit the stop button as quickly as possible. The voice was that of his wife Larline. "God Larline," he whispered to himself. "How did they get you? What is going on?"
"What will it be?" asked the waitress.
Drew jumped almost out of his seat.
"You scared me," Drew looked at the waitress and waited for a bit of a smile but didn't get one. "Well I guess I will just have a cup of coffee and some toast."
The waitress walked off and went back into the darkness of the back room.
A man walks into the cafe; he has on a long black trench coat and a fairly large dirty hat. He removes the coat and lays it across one arm. He looks in Draw's direction and smiles. Drew looks back at him and is astonished when this very tall, strange looking fellow starts walking words him. The man is wearing now a leather vest and a pair of black jeans. A large sack hangs off of his left shoulder. He draws nearer to Drew, as he does this Drew sharply looks to the end of the table trying to admire the salt and half full peppershaker.
"Are you Drew Pender?" Asked a hollow yet deep and relenting voice. Drew looked up toward the man and met his eyes; one of witch had no pigment. "Ye..Yes, Yes I am Drew, Who are you??? Do you know why I am here? WHO ARE YOU!?" Drew half leapt on to the seat and clung to the corner of the booth he was sitting in. The man smiled and threw his coat on the table and sat down in the seat across from him. The man removed his hat and looked at Drew "Calm your self Mr. Pender, I am Mr... Well you don't need to know who I am. I was told to meet you here at 4:51 A.M. in the Eager Beaver Cafe. Drew looked at his wrist and realized he had no watch. Drew calmed a bit and the Waitress brought him his Toast and Coffee.
"Well lets get down to business Mr. Pender, you do have the $10,000 check in your right pocket correct?" The man stared deep into Drew's eyes. Drew gulped back the lump in his throat and he began to sweat. "I don't have...," he spoke as he reached into his pocket and discovered a folded piece of paper. He pulled it out and unfolded it. Drew stared with wonder down at a check with an unfamiliar signature on it, it was made out for $10,000 to a Mr. Wosagi. "Wait, what is this, I don't remember... What is going on!" The man reached over and grabbed the check out of Drew's hand. He never broke his stare at Drew. "Here you are then Mr. Pender. I suggest that you follow the instructions to a T, sir. If you don't there will be very negative repercussions." The man pulled a strange box out of the sack that he had over his arm, he also pulled out a file, and a tape recorder.
Draw's eyes never left the box it was beautiful, golden designs on a black surface. He stared at it with wonder. "What's that?" Asked Drew. The man grabbed his coat and got up. "Good day Mr. Pender" Drew jumped up and grabbed the man by the shoulders, "Hey wait! You can't just come in here and tell me that I have to follow some weird instructions. WHO ARE YOU! TELL ME DAMNIT YOU SON OF A BITCH!" The Man coiled back and struck Drew across the face. Drew flew into the booth and landed on his back, "Now do as I told you Mr. Pender or your mother and your wife Larline will meet a most unfortunate death." Drew stared dumbfounded at the man as he left the cafe.
Drew sat up and stared at the box on the table, he then grabbed the file and looked at the name Wollen, Julia. He opened it up and looked at a girl with a face he had never seen before. There were instructions taped inside the front cover of the file. The instructions were typed on a piece of paper with the words "From the Desk of Dr. Phillip Channard" the instructions were, "Find Janice Wollen in Paddenfeld Virginia and kidnap her child." Drew grabbed the Tape recorder and pressed play, he heard a bunch of screaming and what sounded like cold hard slapping. Then there was a voice that sounded familiar, "Oh GOD, DREW PLEAASSSSEEEEEEEE!!!!" Drew hit the stop button as quickly as possible. The voice was that of his wife Larline. "God Larline," he whispered to himself. "How did they get you? What is going on?"