Ch. 27

Back to Bess

Paul turned the chair towards Tad, so he could see Babe. He placed the knife under her neck and applied pressure, making her close her eyes in pain.

"See what your nosiness did, Tad? If you would have just left everything alone, everything would have been fine! Babe and JR would be at home with Bess and no one would have been hurt."

"Paul, Bess wasn't there child. It was Bianca's. Babe and Bianca deserved their own children!" Tad grunted, trying to sit up more.

"No, no! Babe was happy with Bess, until she found out. Then she came after me and found me here." Paul said.

"No, you brought her here." Tad told him.

"Don't tell me something I know I didn't do! Babe came here to confront me about Bess, and now she has to stay here." Paul said, shaking his head.

"Paul, you don't mean that. I love Bess, I really do. I'm gonna go home and forget this ever happened." Babe tried to play along.

Paul pushed the knife into her neck a little harder, causing a few drips of blood to appear. Babe hissed into the air.

"No you won't. You'll call the cops and they'll try to arrest me. You can't keep a secret, we all know it!" Paul yelled into her ear, spittle flying everywhere.

"Why don't you let Babe go, and we can talk about this? If I tell Babe to not tell anyone, she won't. She knows to listen to me." Tad explained.

Paul took the knife away from Babe's throat but said, "Neither of you are going anywhere. You'll never see anything thing other then the insides of these walls because I'm gonna kill you in here." Paul said.

Babe started screaming and struggling, and Paul placed the knife back under her neck. He slid it down her neck, barely touching the surface but enough to make a cut and draw blood.

"What the hell are you doing, you sick bastard! Stop!" Tad yelled.

Paul then reached her collar bone and then looked at the now bloody knife.

"Now look what I did!" Paul giggled and walked to the sink to wash it off.

Tears were flowing down Babe's face as she held back her sobs. Tad watched in horror as Paul cleaned off the knife, talking to himself.

How are we gonna get out of here? Tad thought to himself.

But his thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of police sirens outside the warehouse.

"Oh thank God, of thank God!" Babe cried, a smile playing on the corners of her mouth.

Tad couldn't help himself, he smiled too. Paul looked up in fear and then ran to Babe, "No, they won't get me, not without a fight."

JR saw the police pulling up outside the building, and he pulled his car up behind theirs. He left his door open as he ran towards the building but a cop in his 40's grabbed him and stopped him.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"My wife and father are inside, left me pass!" JR said, stretching the truth a little.

"I'm sorry son, I can't. It's too dangerous." The older man explained.

JR struggled in his grip but the man wouldn't let go, finally JR asked, "What is happening in there?"

"We don't know so far, but we found a dead girl in the back. Looks like someone was going to burry her."

Jack Reynolds told JR, breaking some rules. He knew he had to tell this terrified man something. He knew that the truth wasn't the best but this man didn't deserve any bullshit. And he knew that this man was JR Chandler, and if he didn't tell him he would probably be cleaning out his office as soon as he arrived at work in the morning.

"A… a girl?" JR forced out.

"Yeah…" The Reynolds said, and hoped the woman wasn't JR's wife.

Derek Frye came up to JR and said, "No, it's not Babe. Your wife is still inside. It's Amanda Dillon."

As Derek said that a stretcher came around one side of the building and was covered by a black tarp. JR, the officer and Derek watched it roll silently past, and it went into an ambulance and it took off, its sirens blazing.

"Sir, there is a window on the side of the building. We think we can get in the way!" A detective in his 20's came up and informed the cops beside JR.

"Good Beaudry, now get me inside." Derek ordered, and the detective nodded and jogged back over to the other cops and Derek walked to the police car.

"So they can get in now, my wife will be OK?" JR asked.

Reynolds glanced at JR, not sure what to say, not really sure of anything right now. Even if the cops got in, there was the risk of Cramer reacting badly and…

They watched the detective climb up the stairs and Derek Frye grabbed a microphone, "Paul Cramer! This is the PVPD. You're surrounded, so come out and let everyone go."

Inside, Paul heard chief Frye and Paul started undoing Babe's straps. Babe started kicking and hitting him after she got loose, but he grabbed her and yanked her up, placing his arm around her neck. She cried out in pain when his arm started rubbing against her wound, but he didn't seem to notice. He had his gun pointing towards the front door.

"Paul, just give it up. The police are here. If you let us go they will take it easy on you." Tad reasoned.

"No, they will try and put me in jail for shooting you and keeping Bianca's baby away from here." Paul said.

Babe was angry and in pain, yelled, "Yeah, and for killing Amanda Dillon in cold blood!"

"Babe you're not helping!" Tad said impatiently.

"Oh yeah, and there's that too." Paul said.

Babe started struggling against Paul again and so he placed the gun against her side and said, "Unless you stop I am gonna shoot you and then just take Tad hostage."

Babe stopped and looked straight ahead, hoping for once the PVPD could do their jobs and actually save people.