Summer Dreams
Part Four:
Dawn broke over the waterfront painting the water in neon lemon and hot pink. Blue spilled out from the pearl gray clouds. In the downtown police station Kate woke up to agony. She lay on her back with hands folded over her stomach. Her insides were points of burning pain and nausea. Every breath was like flames in her throat and chest. She sat up and nearly vomited on the concrete floor. None of the officers outside her cell looked up or paid her any attention. Kate sat on the edge of her cot and pulled in slow deep breaths. Her trembling hands untied her left shoe which she removed and turned upside down. Lifting the sole she removed a thin, small plastic case. Staring at the pale white powder in the case she looked around the room. Inside her coat she took out a think pair of plastic gloves and pulled them on. Her gaze was met by DeFalco who sat vigil over his desk. Kate shoved down the shiver of danger that went through at his eyes. Looking back at him Kate was dismayed to find he was walking toward her.
He loomed out side her cell and Kate didn't feel very safe. His key unlocked her door and he nodded for her to step out. Bending over to put her shoe back on she hid the plastic case inside her coat Standing up she walked out and allowed him to march her out of the eyes of the station. They marched in silence up the stairs to the roof. He took her outside of the building in the post-dawn beauty of daylight. Kate watched him as DeFalco glared at her. She could see the sweat running down his face as he glanced around quickly. He held her with one arm as he searched. Once he was sure no one was there he gave her his full attention. She stood a few inches from the edge of the building and stared at the nervous cop.
"I know about you." He hissed and broke into a lunatic grin. " I know everything."
Kate inwardly sighed. " How?"
"St. Justin told me all about you Kate....or perhaps I should call you Gone-Star?"
She let out a slow breath before allowing herself to smile slightly. " Okay you know. So what?"
"Unless you want me to tell the Senate where you are. You will give me fifty percent of the profits from the sale coming up in two nights."
A brow arched, " Fifty?" Kate shook her head, "Forget it. I'd rather face a death squad rather then give you fifty percent."
"Have it your way." DeFalco drew his gun and placed it against her forehead. As a gentle breeze tickled through the early morning. " Either way I get rich."
"Do you honestly believe they will let you live?" She asked. " Once I am dead what do you think will happen to anyone who knows about me?"
DeFalco wasn't expecting that and it gave her a few seconds. Kate reached into her sleeve and drew out the plastic case. The cop was still considering her words as she slid the case to her palm. She squeezed her hand into a fist and watched him.
"You're right, it's more valuable to keep you alive." He lowered the gun but didn't holster it as he smiled at her. " Forty five percent."
"Fine." Kate held out her hand. " Shake on it?"
DeFalco grasped her hand and looked down at the sound of something sizzling. Kate threw herself to the ground behind a vent as the explosion blew the man apart. The station was in chaos as the people realized what had happened. There would be men with guns showing up in a few seconds and she was taking too long.. Kate shook herself off and pulled off the plastic gloves. She was especially careful about disposing of them as she folded them up and put them in her pocket. Wasting no time thinking about what she was doing, Kate climbed over the edge of the building and let herself drop to the nearby floor. Above she hear the shouts and calls of the officers. Kate jumped the railing and dropped three floors and finally to the street. Touching cement she took off running for anywhere but here. There was no way she could return to Frank's apartment until things cooled off. Once there were a few blocks between her and the station Kate slowing herself down to a fast walk. She scanned the cars around her, there was no one following her and there was no one waiting for her. She took out her tools and began searching for a getaway car. Finally she found one that was old and easy to break into. Once inside she wired the car and pulled away. Joining the flood of cars heading across the Gate.
Part Four:
Dawn broke over the waterfront painting the water in neon lemon and hot pink. Blue spilled out from the pearl gray clouds. In the downtown police station Kate woke up to agony. She lay on her back with hands folded over her stomach. Her insides were points of burning pain and nausea. Every breath was like flames in her throat and chest. She sat up and nearly vomited on the concrete floor. None of the officers outside her cell looked up or paid her any attention. Kate sat on the edge of her cot and pulled in slow deep breaths. Her trembling hands untied her left shoe which she removed and turned upside down. Lifting the sole she removed a thin, small plastic case. Staring at the pale white powder in the case she looked around the room. Inside her coat she took out a think pair of plastic gloves and pulled them on. Her gaze was met by DeFalco who sat vigil over his desk. Kate shoved down the shiver of danger that went through at his eyes. Looking back at him Kate was dismayed to find he was walking toward her.
He loomed out side her cell and Kate didn't feel very safe. His key unlocked her door and he nodded for her to step out. Bending over to put her shoe back on she hid the plastic case inside her coat Standing up she walked out and allowed him to march her out of the eyes of the station. They marched in silence up the stairs to the roof. He took her outside of the building in the post-dawn beauty of daylight. Kate watched him as DeFalco glared at her. She could see the sweat running down his face as he glanced around quickly. He held her with one arm as he searched. Once he was sure no one was there he gave her his full attention. She stood a few inches from the edge of the building and stared at the nervous cop.
"I know about you." He hissed and broke into a lunatic grin. " I know everything."
Kate inwardly sighed. " How?"
"St. Justin told me all about you Kate....or perhaps I should call you Gone-Star?"
She let out a slow breath before allowing herself to smile slightly. " Okay you know. So what?"
"Unless you want me to tell the Senate where you are. You will give me fifty percent of the profits from the sale coming up in two nights."
A brow arched, " Fifty?" Kate shook her head, "Forget it. I'd rather face a death squad rather then give you fifty percent."
"Have it your way." DeFalco drew his gun and placed it against her forehead. As a gentle breeze tickled through the early morning. " Either way I get rich."
"Do you honestly believe they will let you live?" She asked. " Once I am dead what do you think will happen to anyone who knows about me?"
DeFalco wasn't expecting that and it gave her a few seconds. Kate reached into her sleeve and drew out the plastic case. The cop was still considering her words as she slid the case to her palm. She squeezed her hand into a fist and watched him.
"You're right, it's more valuable to keep you alive." He lowered the gun but didn't holster it as he smiled at her. " Forty five percent."
"Fine." Kate held out her hand. " Shake on it?"
DeFalco grasped her hand and looked down at the sound of something sizzling. Kate threw herself to the ground behind a vent as the explosion blew the man apart. The station was in chaos as the people realized what had happened. There would be men with guns showing up in a few seconds and she was taking too long.. Kate shook herself off and pulled off the plastic gloves. She was especially careful about disposing of them as she folded them up and put them in her pocket. Wasting no time thinking about what she was doing, Kate climbed over the edge of the building and let herself drop to the nearby floor. Above she hear the shouts and calls of the officers. Kate jumped the railing and dropped three floors and finally to the street. Touching cement she took off running for anywhere but here. There was no way she could return to Frank's apartment until things cooled off. Once there were a few blocks between her and the station Kate slowing herself down to a fast walk. She scanned the cars around her, there was no one following her and there was no one waiting for her. She took out her tools and began searching for a getaway car. Finally she found one that was old and easy to break into. Once inside she wired the car and pulled away. Joining the flood of cars heading across the Gate.