Chapter 23
The police cars were silent as they exited the cars. The sound of their shoes hitting the damp pavement echoed against the walls, reflecting the sound as if they were being followed. Mark looked around surveying everything making mental pictures, searching for any sign of Carter. Benton's eyes were focused forward in search of one thing, a way in.
Officer Jennings was at the front of the pack with his hand resting in his gun. He walked up to a large metal door and took is gun from his pocket. He hit the door rhythmically with the butt of the gun. A slit opened in the door revealing the eyes of a large man. He stared out at them "Got a search warrant officer?" he asked pleased with himself. Officer Jennings reached into his side jacket pocket revealing an orange envelope with a metallic seal. He held it up for the man to see. The slit closed and a loud thud resonated through the streets.
The door opened revealing the large man hovering over them at six feet six inches with a weight of at least two-sixty. Officer Lain checked him for weapons, after finding one gun and confiscating it they continued their quest. They boarded the elevator and all that was heard was a screeching noise like nails on a chalkboard. Mark eyes continued there search and he stopped and focused on the floor of the elevator. He saw the drops of red; he wondered if they were what he knew they were. Benton looked over at his friend and colleague and noticed his attention was locked. Benton followed his gaze and looked down to the ground and saw what he knew was blood, but hoped wasn't Carter's.
The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened into a large elaborate room. The officer's checked out the surroundings and found two men asleep on the couch. Lain placed his finger to his lips as he tiptoed over the sleeping men.
"Shhh..." the sound drifted off. "Wouldn't want to wake them," Danny said as he spun his chair around slowly from behind a desk in the corner. "What can I do for you?" he asked nonchalantly. Mark and Benton held themselves back as they looked at the boy they helped save. "Don't I know you?" he questioned them directly. "Oh yes I remember, sorry I didn't thank you earlier. Well thanks," he said before lowering his vision down to a small stack of papers on his desk.
"Where is he Danny?" officer Jennings questioned while placing his hands firmly on the desk just missing the papers.
Danny looked up "let me see, can you be more specific?" he asked back. Danny felt strong and invincible. Jennings slammed his hands down on the desk again, but this time something was different. A loud clanking noise replaced the earlier pounding noise. Danny looked up to see the gun under Jennings hand. "Oh, you mean him" Danny answered trying to maintain his hold. "Well I would tell you, but I'd like to have my lawyer present" Danny cocked his head to the side with a corroded smile. Benton was about to lunge at the boy when he caught site of Mark's absence from his side. He looked up and noticed that Mark was beside Lain only a few feet from Danny.
Officer Jennings placed Danny in handcuffs and was escorting him to the door, when an idea sparked. He asked the other officers to take Jennings in. Jennings, lain, Mark and Benton remained in the apartment. Jennings sat next to one of the sleeping men with his hand placed firmly on his gun that was resting on his lap pointed at Jed. He tapped lightly on the man's shoulder. Jed's eyes opened quickly as he realized the presence over him. "Don't move" Jennings threatened as Jed began to rise. "Where is Dr. Carter? And please be careful how u answer that" he threatened not taking his eyes off of the gun.
"What are you talking about, have no idea where this doctor guy is" Jed said unconvincingly.
"Oh my bad" Jennings smiled. "You see your friend Danny, he told us that it was your idea"
Jed's eyes widened "What? No, he is a lair. It was his idea to kill the doctor" Jennings looked warningly up at Mark and Benton whose eyes were wide with grief and anger. Lain was sitting next to Rob wondering whether he should wake him. Jennings shook his head and returned his gaze.
"So he's dead?" Jed didn't answer for a moment. "If he isn't dead where is he?"
"I don't know Rob drove, but he could be dead by now."
Jennings rose from his position by Jed and took Lain's seat. Lain moved across to Jed to keep an eye on him. Jennings got into the same position before waking up Rob. "Hey Rob, we've been talking with your friends tonight and well we know that you know where Dr. Carter is. So how about you tell us."
"What the hell are you talking about" Rob looked across the room at his partner. "What the hell did you tell them Jed?" Jed lowered his head in silence. "You idiot, what's wrong with you?" Rob returned his attention to the officer. "So you want to know where that guy huh? Well what to I get?" he said calmly looking at the gun.
"Well" Jennings began "if Dr. Carter is alive when we find him, your jail time will be shorter, and if you assist us in finding him well I'll see what I can do"
Rob thought for a moment. "Well as long as you know it was that young punks idea. Yeah I guess I know where this guy is. We took him to the high ridge cemetery. Start digging." He said. Jennings knew that was the end of the conversation. The two men were put in custody. The officers and doctors made there way to the cemetery as quickly as they could with their sirens blaring.
The car stopped in front of a large black metal fence. They all ran around in the darkness with flashlights yelling for Carter. Benton's voice broke out ten minutes into he search. He stared at the stone before him. "That bastard" he said as he grabbed a shovel only a few feet away. And began digging. The rest joined him and stood for mere seconds looking at the scene unfolding before them. Benton dug as quickly as he could and soon Mark joined him while the officers looked for more shovels and sent word for backup.
Benton's hands bled, but he was numb with fear. Mark's mind was full of fear, with fading hope with every passing second.
Carter's eyes opened, but he was unsure if his eyes were opened in the pitch-black coffin. He regained control of his light and turned it on. He heard sound in the far distance. He mentally chastised himself for the false hope.
His body ached and he could fell the warm liquid as it engulfed his hands when touching his side. He began to tremble as a chill filled him to the bone. He began coughing violently he turned his head to the side and could taste iron in his mouth. In that instant he lost what hope he had left. Carter turned of his light. His breathing became labored as his tried one last time to break through. His hands bled and his skin broke with ever hit he made to the strong wood. It became harder to catch his breath. He heard the familiar sound, as it seemed to get closer. "Help!" he yelled as loud as he could, he began coughing after the barely audible plea left his blood stained lips. His head pounded in time with his heart and the sound became more distant as the pounding became slower.
Note- Sorry for the wait... it was only supposed to be a few days but... time flew and I'm really sorry. The next update will come as soon as I can get it. I want to apologize in advance if it takes awhile I swear that its not my intention. Sorry again. But hey I made this chapter longer...so yay...hope you liked it.