Hey heres the next part sorry its a bit short. Again italics are Saras thoughts.
Sara thought about the plane ticket. It didn't make sense why would they make a connection where there couldn't be one. There wasn't enough time. It was a big case, was it there only lead? She didn't know the details. Brass and Greg were working the case, Greg was new to this he may have overlooked it in all the stress of a high profile case, she doubted it though, he was smart and besides Brass was working it with him. She wanted desperatly to get involved now that Claire was beng considered a suspect, despite having an alibi. But she knew she couldn't. Besides she had more important things to worry about. Joey.
She thought back to the night it happened. She had been in the kitchen with Joey, was on the tail end a meth hit, and trying to tell him a story.
"So this little bird right, he's sitting in the middle of the road, and he's not moving and I'm trying drive past him without hitting him, so I slow down, and I'm goin' really slowly, and I get right up to him but he still doesn't move, he's just sitting there not moving at all, so I BEEP! the horn at him and he jumps up and flys away." Joey giggled not so much from her somewhat incoherent story but because she said beep really loud. That started her off too. " But this little bird he flys back down and lands about two feet infront of my car again, musta taken me five minutes to get around him, five minutes can you believe that. Five minutes!" Joey kept giggling, she liked making him laugh. "And then..."
Bang, bang, bang.
Before she could finish there was a knock at the door.
"Well I s'pose I better that" She said to Joey. She got up and headed towards the front door.
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
The knock came again it was more urgent now and this time Sara realised that it was coming from the back door. She turned to look at the door, was her mind playing tricks on her, given her current state it was centainly possible.
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG
The knock came again,harder. She finally opened the door. Mike came rushing in with a teenage boy in tow, shutting the door behind him. He looked worried.
Who the hell is that.
"Hey Mike." She drew out her words slowly. "What going on, who is this?" She pointed toward the boy.
"Sara this is my little brother Sean."
He has a brother?
"Hey Sean." She was still speaking slowly . Sean didn't respond. "Mike whats going on?" Her speach picked up she was starting to get scared.
"I ah just wanted you to meet him."
Hes lying.
"Are you hiding from somebody." She dropped her voice to a whisper.
"No! Yes. Please Sara just 10 minutes. Please." He was begging her, this was not Mike. He seemed really scared.
"No way in hell! Get out of here." Her voice stayed in a whisper but now it was tinged with anger. It was a scary voice on a meth addict who was on her way down from a high.
"Sara! please they're gonna' kill him." He matched her whisper but his was fearful and pleading not angry.
Why did he have to comehere.
"Just go now! I don't care."She was only half lying, she cared about Mike, shedidn't know his brother, she didn't want him to be killed, but she wasn't going to put her son at risk.
"I ...just 10 minutes please Sara!"
"No! We have a child here, this is not happening in my house now go!" At that moment Sara heard a crash through the living room door. She ran out to see what was going on. Two men had broken into her home. She recognised one of them, though he had shaved his head since she had last bought drugs of him.
"Where is he!" The man screamed at Claire who was in the living room. She was frozen. She didn't reply. Sara watched in horor as he moved towards Claire, She made a move to help her but came face to face with the other man. He had a gun pointing straight at her.
"Don't move" He whispered to her. Sara stared at him for what seemed like forever, untill something diverted his attention
"Well lookit what we have here." His eyes moved quickly back to Sara as he slammed the but of his gun into her head.
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