A New Face in the Race
Chapter 9
Bang! A door slammed, getting Emily and Lucky's attention.
"Emily! What the heck are you doing down here?" Bowen yelled. Emily tried slumping away in fear at his anger. But Bowen quickly grabbed her wrist in a death grip. Lucky watched as Emily tried escaping her father's tight hold.
"Let go!" Emily yelled.
"No! Maybe it'll teach you to stay upstairs. I told you to never come down here!"
"Since when do I listen to you anyway!"
Bowen then threw her down to the floor. Emily immediately nursed her wrist.
"I am your father! You are my daughter. It is your job to listen to me!" Bowen shouted slowly walking towards Emily who was trying to get away.
Lucky finally had enough. No wonder Emily didn't like her father, he was abusive it seemed. An intense feeling of protection over her came over him.
"Leave her alone!" He shouted, getting Bowen's attention away from Emily. Bowen finally remembered his hostage who was being held down here.
"How dare you disrespect me as well!" He then grabbed Lucky and threw him into a crate near by.
"Lucky!" Emily ran to him. She kneeled by him and helped him to a sitting position.
"Are you okay?" She asked with concern.
Lucky was about to ask herself the same question, but Bowen grabbed Emily fiercely again and started dragging her up the stairs. Moments later, a door slammed shut. Lucky sat on the parts of the broken crate wondering if he made things worse and with great concern to Emily's safety. When his dad came to get him, he'd be sure to take Emily with him, away from her current guardian, even if the legal guardian was still living.
Port Charles Bank Luke and Jason walked toward the counter where the bankers stood.
"Excuse me." Luke said.
A female banker caught his gesture and walked toward them.
"Good afternoon. How can I help you?"
"I need information on a loan someone took out recently."
"I'm sorry, but that's personal information we can't give out."
"Well, my business partner, Scott Bowen, said he needed this information as soon as possible. And he didn't have time, so he asked me to come get it." Luke lied.
"Well," the banker pondered, "okay. Just give me a minute to look." The banker typed the name into her computer.
"Ah, Scott Bowen." The banker read. " I remember him vividly."
"You do?" Luke pressed for information.
"Yes, he has quite a temper. Not to mention he took many loans out throughout the last three years that he has yet to pay off."
"Do you have a list of buildings he owns?" The list could help find building Bowen might be holding Lucky.
"Yes, would he like one?" The banker asked.
"Yes he would." Luke answered.
"Doesn't he have one himself?" The banker asked suspiciously.
"No, I'm afraid he lost it in a fire." The banker shook her head.
"Would you do the bank a favor then and tell him to pay his loans or he's going to jail."
"Sure."
"That would be a shame though." The banker pressed on.
"Why's that?" Luke asked.
"Do you not know about his daughter?" The banker questioned.
"He hasn't mentioned her before." Luke wasn't exactly lying.
"Yes, well she's the cutest thing. Wouldn't want a thing like that to go to an orphanage, cruel places. Here's the list." The banker went to help another consumer.
"Thanks." Jason said. Both were thinking the same thing. Bowen had a daughter?
Bang! A door slammed, getting Emily and Lucky's attention.
"Emily! What the heck are you doing down here?" Bowen yelled. Emily tried slumping away in fear at his anger. But Bowen quickly grabbed her wrist in a death grip. Lucky watched as Emily tried escaping her father's tight hold.
"Let go!" Emily yelled.
"No! Maybe it'll teach you to stay upstairs. I told you to never come down here!"
"Since when do I listen to you anyway!"
Bowen then threw her down to the floor. Emily immediately nursed her wrist.
"I am your father! You are my daughter. It is your job to listen to me!" Bowen shouted slowly walking towards Emily who was trying to get away.
Lucky finally had enough. No wonder Emily didn't like her father, he was abusive it seemed. An intense feeling of protection over her came over him.
"Leave her alone!" He shouted, getting Bowen's attention away from Emily. Bowen finally remembered his hostage who was being held down here.
"How dare you disrespect me as well!" He then grabbed Lucky and threw him into a crate near by.
"Lucky!" Emily ran to him. She kneeled by him and helped him to a sitting position.
"Are you okay?" She asked with concern.
Lucky was about to ask herself the same question, but Bowen grabbed Emily fiercely again and started dragging her up the stairs. Moments later, a door slammed shut. Lucky sat on the parts of the broken crate wondering if he made things worse and with great concern to Emily's safety. When his dad came to get him, he'd be sure to take Emily with him, away from her current guardian, even if the legal guardian was still living.
Port Charles Bank Luke and Jason walked toward the counter where the bankers stood.
"Excuse me." Luke said.
A female banker caught his gesture and walked toward them.
"Good afternoon. How can I help you?"
"I need information on a loan someone took out recently."
"I'm sorry, but that's personal information we can't give out."
"Well, my business partner, Scott Bowen, said he needed this information as soon as possible. And he didn't have time, so he asked me to come get it." Luke lied.
"Well," the banker pondered, "okay. Just give me a minute to look." The banker typed the name into her computer.
"Ah, Scott Bowen." The banker read. " I remember him vividly."
"You do?" Luke pressed for information.
"Yes, he has quite a temper. Not to mention he took many loans out throughout the last three years that he has yet to pay off."
"Do you have a list of buildings he owns?" The list could help find building Bowen might be holding Lucky.
"Yes, would he like one?" The banker asked.
"Yes he would." Luke answered.
"Doesn't he have one himself?" The banker asked suspiciously.
"No, I'm afraid he lost it in a fire." The banker shook her head.
"Would you do the bank a favor then and tell him to pay his loans or he's going to jail."
"Sure."
"That would be a shame though." The banker pressed on.
"Why's that?" Luke asked.
"Do you not know about his daughter?" The banker questioned.
"He hasn't mentioned her before." Luke wasn't exactly lying.
"Yes, well she's the cutest thing. Wouldn't want a thing like that to go to an orphanage, cruel places. Here's the list." The banker went to help another consumer.
"Thanks." Jason said. Both were thinking the same thing. Bowen had a daughter?