"Ryan?!" Ryan's father yelled from downstairs
"Yeah dad?"
"Put the damn news on now"
"Uh, ok" Ryan responded as he reluctantly flipped the channels on his big screen 52' television to the CNN news channel. Blazing Fire. Willow family. Sadie turned in her sleep and opened her deep blue eyes.
"Wow" She said as her vision was blurred and all she could see was that the top floor of a building was burning. As her vision cleared "That looks like my apartment"
"It is, Sadie." Ryan responded as he took her small and delicate hand in his.
"Shit. Are they ok?" She asked anxiously, knowing the answer before she asked.
"No."
"I see a fucking coroner van" Sadie said aloud as she sat up in the satin blue bed. She flung herself out of the bed and threw on her flip flops.
"You're not going over there now"
"You're not going to stop me. That's my house"
"Was your house."
"Shut up. I'll be back" Sadie stated as she ran out of Ryan's bedroom door. Ryan chased after her, only wearing boxers and shoved Sadie into his father's black convertible Jaguar.
The scene of the apartment building ablaze was more realistic than the view that television crews spread across the cable network.
"Why again?" Sadie asked as a tear trickled down her soft and rosy cheeks, Ryan held her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waste and pulling her into his protective chest. There they stood, Ryan in his boxers and Sadie in a loose t-shirt and short gym shorts.
"There's their daughter!" One of the reporters retorted as a bunch of people flew over to Sadie carrying cameras, microphones, pads of paper, and such. "Can you tell us how you feel about this incident? Do you know who would hate your parents so much as to they would burn down your house? Do you have any idea what you are going to do now?"
"Stop.please stop" Sadie whimpered as Ryan pulled her away from the limelight. Sadie let more tears fall as her nose began to crinkle and then she noticed the coroner's van packing in two body bags. "Wait!" She yelled as she scampered over to the van, all of the news crews following close behind. "Let me see them, please. I need to know if it's them"
"It's them" A tall young blonde haired man said as he turned around and stared at Sadie for a moment in shock. He checked out her body pleasingly before Ryan once again wrapped his arms around Sadie.
"Please" Sadie whimpered as her lips quivered for a second; she was not crying for her dead parents, but because somebody was after her and she had no idea who it was.
"Jump in the van and we'll take you somewhere more appropriate, somewhere with no cameras" The young coroner said soothingly to Sadie. He glanced at Ryan who wouldn't let Sadie go, "You can jump in the back"
"Thank you" Sadie said politely as she strolled over to the passenger side of the van, and glanced at Ryan who slipped into the back, with the burnt corpses.
"Is he your boyfriend?" The blond guy asked Sadie who was sniffling quietly in the seat, staring out of the rain dusted window.
"Oh, no" She responded after a moment of awkward silence which followed his question
"My name is Richard" The blonde man said as he glanced over at Sadie who had returned her gaze back to the window, appearing to be staring at objects further than this present moment.
"Nice to meet you" Sadie muttered as she took note of every mysterious car parked along the side of the road, and watched intently at lingering headlights.
"Expecting someone?" Richard asked interested in her persistent staring
"Don't know who to expect"
"We have a couple suspects in mind, I overheard the cops talking about possible criminals."
"Who?" Sadie asked, now turning to stare at Richard, studying the profile of his face. Soft features, much like Michael.
"Ever heard of a group called 'Muckrakers'?"
"That's what; Roosevelt I believe; called those reporters that were writing about stories that were too harsh or something?" Sadie tried
"Well, something to that effect. Funny thing is though, this newfound group called Muckrakers has nothing to do with the term that our former president bestowed upon reporters. This group likes to 'clean out muck'. They think the 'muck' of the world is rich people who emboss themselves into stereotypical societal embellishments, such as the social gatherings you've been attending frequently with the Willows."
"Is Dekin one of the possibilities?" Sadie asked abruptly.
"Dekin? Yes. How do you know about him?" Richard asked, becoming more agitated and cold. Sadie wondered if she should press matters more or if she should continue looking around for anything unordinary.
"Popular guy I guess"
"Right" Richard asked as he pressed his foot down onto the accelerator more prominently. The van sped up, and raced to the outskirts of New York City.
"Ready?" Richard asked kindly as he flung the drivers side door open and stepped into the sopping grass. He walked over to the passenger side door as it too, was thrown open and Sadie hopped down onto the wet ground. She swung her head around to get the hair out of her eyes, and Richard watched in awe as she did so. Sadie then pulled her short black gym shorts down a ways as it was riding her butt before. You could clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and she noticed that Richard was staring at her.
"Let's see some dead people" Sadie said half heartedly with a warming smile. She looked around at where the van stopped, why would a coroner's office be in a deserted part of town? 'Oh well' she thought as she walked around the back of the van to where Ryan was sitting. Richard nodded at Ryan who was pale faced and looking sick. Ryan leaned out of the van and fell onto the damp ground. Sadie ran over by him "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, just fine" Ryan responded hesitantly as he hoisted himself up onto the bumper of the van. Richard turned his back to the couple, and grabbed onto a fire extinguisher located in the rear of the van. With one swift, single swing, he bashed the extinguisher across Ryan's head, leaving Ryan unconscious on the ground. Sadie's face became pale as she watched Ryan land in a heap, blood dripping from an open wound by his temple. She then looked up, mouth aghast, staring at Richard.
"My name is Richard." He exclaimed as Sadie turned to run. He grabbed onto her arm quickly, before she could go far away, and knocked her out with the extinguisher as well. Richard then picked up the two unconscious individuals and loaded them into the back of the van along with the Willow corpses. "Richard Michael Dekin"
"Yeah dad?"
"Put the damn news on now"
"Uh, ok" Ryan responded as he reluctantly flipped the channels on his big screen 52' television to the CNN news channel. Blazing Fire. Willow family. Sadie turned in her sleep and opened her deep blue eyes.
"Wow" She said as her vision was blurred and all she could see was that the top floor of a building was burning. As her vision cleared "That looks like my apartment"
"It is, Sadie." Ryan responded as he took her small and delicate hand in his.
"Shit. Are they ok?" She asked anxiously, knowing the answer before she asked.
"No."
"I see a fucking coroner van" Sadie said aloud as she sat up in the satin blue bed. She flung herself out of the bed and threw on her flip flops.
"You're not going over there now"
"You're not going to stop me. That's my house"
"Was your house."
"Shut up. I'll be back" Sadie stated as she ran out of Ryan's bedroom door. Ryan chased after her, only wearing boxers and shoved Sadie into his father's black convertible Jaguar.
The scene of the apartment building ablaze was more realistic than the view that television crews spread across the cable network.
"Why again?" Sadie asked as a tear trickled down her soft and rosy cheeks, Ryan held her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her waste and pulling her into his protective chest. There they stood, Ryan in his boxers and Sadie in a loose t-shirt and short gym shorts.
"There's their daughter!" One of the reporters retorted as a bunch of people flew over to Sadie carrying cameras, microphones, pads of paper, and such. "Can you tell us how you feel about this incident? Do you know who would hate your parents so much as to they would burn down your house? Do you have any idea what you are going to do now?"
"Stop.please stop" Sadie whimpered as Ryan pulled her away from the limelight. Sadie let more tears fall as her nose began to crinkle and then she noticed the coroner's van packing in two body bags. "Wait!" She yelled as she scampered over to the van, all of the news crews following close behind. "Let me see them, please. I need to know if it's them"
"It's them" A tall young blonde haired man said as he turned around and stared at Sadie for a moment in shock. He checked out her body pleasingly before Ryan once again wrapped his arms around Sadie.
"Please" Sadie whimpered as her lips quivered for a second; she was not crying for her dead parents, but because somebody was after her and she had no idea who it was.
"Jump in the van and we'll take you somewhere more appropriate, somewhere with no cameras" The young coroner said soothingly to Sadie. He glanced at Ryan who wouldn't let Sadie go, "You can jump in the back"
"Thank you" Sadie said politely as she strolled over to the passenger side of the van, and glanced at Ryan who slipped into the back, with the burnt corpses.
"Is he your boyfriend?" The blond guy asked Sadie who was sniffling quietly in the seat, staring out of the rain dusted window.
"Oh, no" She responded after a moment of awkward silence which followed his question
"My name is Richard" The blonde man said as he glanced over at Sadie who had returned her gaze back to the window, appearing to be staring at objects further than this present moment.
"Nice to meet you" Sadie muttered as she took note of every mysterious car parked along the side of the road, and watched intently at lingering headlights.
"Expecting someone?" Richard asked interested in her persistent staring
"Don't know who to expect"
"We have a couple suspects in mind, I overheard the cops talking about possible criminals."
"Who?" Sadie asked, now turning to stare at Richard, studying the profile of his face. Soft features, much like Michael.
"Ever heard of a group called 'Muckrakers'?"
"That's what; Roosevelt I believe; called those reporters that were writing about stories that were too harsh or something?" Sadie tried
"Well, something to that effect. Funny thing is though, this newfound group called Muckrakers has nothing to do with the term that our former president bestowed upon reporters. This group likes to 'clean out muck'. They think the 'muck' of the world is rich people who emboss themselves into stereotypical societal embellishments, such as the social gatherings you've been attending frequently with the Willows."
"Is Dekin one of the possibilities?" Sadie asked abruptly.
"Dekin? Yes. How do you know about him?" Richard asked, becoming more agitated and cold. Sadie wondered if she should press matters more or if she should continue looking around for anything unordinary.
"Popular guy I guess"
"Right" Richard asked as he pressed his foot down onto the accelerator more prominently. The van sped up, and raced to the outskirts of New York City.
"Ready?" Richard asked kindly as he flung the drivers side door open and stepped into the sopping grass. He walked over to the passenger side door as it too, was thrown open and Sadie hopped down onto the wet ground. She swung her head around to get the hair out of her eyes, and Richard watched in awe as she did so. Sadie then pulled her short black gym shorts down a ways as it was riding her butt before. You could clearly see that she wasn't wearing a bra, and she noticed that Richard was staring at her.
"Let's see some dead people" Sadie said half heartedly with a warming smile. She looked around at where the van stopped, why would a coroner's office be in a deserted part of town? 'Oh well' she thought as she walked around the back of the van to where Ryan was sitting. Richard nodded at Ryan who was pale faced and looking sick. Ryan leaned out of the van and fell onto the damp ground. Sadie ran over by him "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, just fine" Ryan responded hesitantly as he hoisted himself up onto the bumper of the van. Richard turned his back to the couple, and grabbed onto a fire extinguisher located in the rear of the van. With one swift, single swing, he bashed the extinguisher across Ryan's head, leaving Ryan unconscious on the ground. Sadie's face became pale as she watched Ryan land in a heap, blood dripping from an open wound by his temple. She then looked up, mouth aghast, staring at Richard.
"My name is Richard." He exclaimed as Sadie turned to run. He grabbed onto her arm quickly, before she could go far away, and knocked her out with the extinguisher as well. Richard then picked up the two unconscious individuals and loaded them into the back of the van along with the Willow corpses. "Richard Michael Dekin"