"What's up? What was that about?" Tommy asked.
"No time. Look, I need you to go to this address, right now, okay. Don't ask questions, just go!" Kim ordered.
"What! This, where is this?" he screamed as she ran into the night.
"L.A., go, now!" she screamed as she ran back towards her hotel. She was getting tired fast, but this was something she was used to. She had to get to Lisa, and fast.
Tommy had no idea where he was going, but he drove. He didn't really need directions to get to L.A. but this address was a problem.
6313 Dawn Avenue
He had no idea where that was, but he drove. He stopped at a gas station and asked for directions and then was on his way.
Richard and Charlotte were still awake when there was a knock on the door.
"Who the hell?" Richard said under his breath. He got up to answer the door. He couldn't imagine who it could possibly be, since it was ten thirty at night. Then he opened the door and he knew exactly who it was and who had sent him here.
"Hello." Richard greeted the man and invited him in.
"I'm sorry to bother you sir, but my friend, Kimberly Heart, she gave me this address, and told me to come here, now. I know it's late, but…" Tommy started.
"I know, son. No need to explain. I know why she sent you here. You see, Ms. Heart is one of my best detectives. And she told me that if things got really bad on this one, she would send you for her child, which I'm guessing, is your child to, I mean, she looks exactly like you. But, ah, Julie is upstairs right now; I'll go get her. Just a moment." Richard explained. Then he went upstairs to get the little girl. He came back down a couple minutes later with a little girl wrapped in his arms. He handed her over to Tommy.
"Here's the key to Ms. Heart's apartment, and her directions for you. Good luck, son, and take care of the two of you, alright." Richard said.
"Thanks sir." Tommy said and went back to his truck and followed the directions to Kim's apartment.
Kim found Lisa, knocked out and bleeding on the floor of their hotel room. James was gone, and so was Lisa's car. Kim picked up the phone and dialed 911. Then she went and got into her car and went to see Kat.
The doorbell continuously rang and Kat was about ready to shoot the person at the door, it was after midnight. She opened the door to find Kim, soaked from the down pouring rain.
"Kim, what's the matter? What's going on?" Kat asked just as Rocky came down the stairs in his boxers.
"Hey sweetie, what're you doing, it's after midnight?" Rocky asked, grumbly.
"Kat, I need you to call this number, okay? Make sure it's Tommy that answers, I just need to know that he got to my apartment alright. After you talk to him, call my cell, then I'll tell you what's going on, okay? But I've gotta go, now." Kim explained, then she ran back to her car and drove off.
Kat went inside and called the number that Kim had given her.
"Hello?" a male voice answered.
"Tommy?" Kat asked.
"Yeah." he said.
"It's Kat, um, Kim asked me to call and make sure you were there alright." Kat said.
"Yeah, we're fine. How's Kim?" Tommy asked.
"She looked fine to me, except that she was all wet. But she's fine. Lock all the doors, and the windows, okay, just to be safe." Kat said.
"Been there, Kim's one step ahead of me." Tommy said.
"Good, I have to go. Bye!" Kat said and hung up the phone.
Tommy sat down on the couch, and thought about everything that had happened that night. He looked around the room, and he noticed that were a lot of tigers and falcons. There was a painting on the wall of a white tiger standing on top of a mountain looking up at a white falcon flying overhead. There were eyes lightly painted in the back round. They were his eyes, dark, chocolate brown eyes. She loved his eyes, once upon a time.
"My mommy painted that, you know. She said that it reminded her of my Daddy. She said that he had the most beautiful eyes she'd ever seen. She said that he was the sweetest man she'd ever met. She said that I was a lot like him." Julie said from the hallway, she walked over to him and sat down on the couch next to him.
"She did huh?" Tommy said to the little girl, picking her up and putting her on his lap.
"What's your name?" Julie asked.
"Uh, David." he lied.
"Liar." Julie said. Tommy's mouth just dropped and then his lips curved into a smile.
"You know you are just like your mommy." he said, "I'm the man that your mommy painted that picture for." Julie's eyes went saucer wide and she threw her arms around him.
"You're my daddy?" she questioned.