Summary: Lies, deception, everything has a price ... what is the price of shame?
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Chapter 18
Walker was driving more than eighty miles an hour now, his foot pressed down on the gas pedal, his face a mask of both anger and worry.
"Cordell, at least put on the siren! You just missed that car by inches."
Walker leaned over and turned on the siren. As much as he was worried, he still didn't want to be the cause of anyone else getting hurt. "She just has to be all right CD. I can't bear to think if something has happened to her."
"If that man has so much as touched one hair on her head, I will help you track that son of a bitch down." This seemed to fuel the need to get to Alex faster and Walker put the gas pedal to the floor, sending the truck lurching forward as the speedometer reached over a hundred.
Mr. Sakara and Mr. Suling were well on their way out of town, when Suling turned to him to ask what had been on his mind. "Sir, excuse me for being so forward but you never give up that easily.
"I don't intend on giving up so easily. We merely got ourselves out of the way of danger for the time being. We will be spending a few hours here and then when the time comes we shall return." Mr. Suling seemed delighted with the idea. "Walker, should be taken care of."
Walker doesn't know the meaning of hurt, but he soon will my friend, he soon will."
Walker flung the Dodge Ram onto Center Street. A few kids were out playing in the middle of the road and Walker slammed on his brakes to slow down, coming to a stop in front of them. While the kids moved out of the way CD and Trivette waited, unpatiently. Walker though, watched as each kid moved out of the way but what caught his eye were a set of twins not more than a couple of years old standing off to the side playing.
"Walker? come on!" Trivette yelled, and Walker took his foot off the brake and took off down the road his mind now on saving Alex and his baby.
It only took them five minutes to get to the last light before the office building but the light was red. Walker didn't care what color the light was at this point. Checking to make sure no cars were coming he floored it past the red light and the truck flew sideways into the office parking lot, gravel flying everywhere.
Trivette jumped out, lifting the seat so CD could get out too, but Walker was already out of the car and at the door before they were. He checked the doorknob and found it was locked.
"Alex!" he yelled, and when no one answered back Walker pulled his gun out, aiming it at the doorknob and fired. The doorknob fell to the steps and Walker went inside followed by Trivette and CD who had gotten to the door by then. Instantly Trivette and CD pulled their guns out. "I' I'll check upstairs, you two check down here," Walker told them, before heading up the single flight of stairs.
Trivette scanned the hallways. "Why don't you go that way Big Dog and I will go down to the end of the hall and meet you back here."
Trivette opened each door, before he reached the one at the end of the hallway. There was a small light coming from underneath this door and he wondered why he hadn't noticed it beforehand. Carefully he opened the door, ready to shoot anyone who might attack him, but when he did, his gun fell from his hand, and he opened his mouth and started screaming.
Walker was almost down the flight of stairs when he heard Trivette start yelling. In all the years he and Trivette had been partners he had never once known the man to scream like that and he took off running towards the sound.
It only took him a minute to reach Trivette who was standing in the open doorway of the back room. He pushed past him to attack the person who must be holding him at gunpoint and that is when he saw what is was that had left his partner speechless.
Walker stepped into the room to find Alex laying on the bed, her hands and feet bound by rope, and her stomach cut open. The sight made Walker feel woozy as if he would pass out for a second, and then he began screaming. Not screaming as a man would who had been scared, but a soul shattering scream that only came from the deepest part of one's heart.
Walker stepped to the side of the bed, his feet moving without him even knowing it. Once he got there he untied Alex's hands and her feet and then stared at her closed eyes. Walker called to her, his own eyes spilling tears down his face. He couldn't bring himself to look at her stomach, he just couldn't. "Alex? Wake up, I have to get you some help."
Alex didn't move as a matter of fact other than the small intake of air he couldn't tell she was even alive. Suddenly Alex's whole body began to shake, and Walker laid his hand on her stomach to soothe her as he had done so many times in the past few months. This time however when he drew his hands back it was bloody, covered in Alex's blood.
Walker stood and picked up Alex, her limp body hanging loosely in his arms. He didn't try to wipe away the tears streaming down his face, as he walked past the other two men in the room. He walked without speaking and placed Alex in the passenger seat of the truck, even going so far as to seatbelt her in.
"Cordell, I am sorry," CD tried to say as he and Trivette climbed into the bed of the truck.
Walker turned to stare at the man who had been like a father to him, but what CD saw scared him, almost more than the sight in front of him. Walker looked like someone had taken his very soul from him. Walker never answered him but got in the truck and took off down the road.
Alex swayed back and forth in the truck, her stomach oozing blood onto Walker's seat. She looked so cold Walker thought absently and turned the heat on in the truck, even though it was a nice day out. While one hand held the steering wheel he took hold of Alex's hand with his other. "Hang on Alex, please hang on for me."
Alex just laid there, the open gashes on her stomach more than Walker could take looking at he pulled her shirt down to cover them. He shook off the sick feeling he had, and was about to roll down the window to get a bit of fresh air, when Alex sat straight up in the truck, her eyes wide with fright and started screaming.
"No, not my stomach! The baby! For the love of God stop!" Alex begged for whoever it was to stop, screaming all the while and then her head lolled forward hitting the dashboard despite the seatbelt. All the color drained from Alex's face then and Walker slammed on the brakes.
Trivette jumped from the back of the truck and opened the passenger door. He looked at Alex, and then snatched up the radio as Walker was paralyzed it seemed from shock. "We have a woman, who has been ..." then Trivette's words failed him. He didn't know how to tell the dispatch that Alex had been cut open. "Just please hurry I don't think she is breathing!"
Trivette yelled at Walker. "Snap out of it Walker, Alex needed you."
Walker shook his head, and only then did he realize that Alex was not breathing. Running around to the other side her grabbed her out of the truck and laid her down on the grass. His instincts on first aid kicked in without thought and he started giving her CPR.
Trivette watched silently beside him, but after only a minute stopped him when they heard the sirens approaching. "Walker the ambulance is here you can stop now."
Walker acted as if he didn't hear him and kept going. "Walker I said the ambulance is here!" Trivette said, trying to pull Walker off.
Walker didn't stop until the EMT pulled him away and placed Alex on the gurney. It was only then that he looked down and saw his hands. They were covered in blood, Alex's blood, the blood of his baby. Walker turned away from Trivette and retched into the grass. Once nothing more would come up, he wiped his mouth off, and followed the EMT to the ambulance, tossing CD his keys to the truck. He jumped in the back, and when the EMT looked quizzically at CD, he explained. "That is his wife."
The doors were shut as the ambulance took off for the five minute ride to the hospital. Walker stared down at his hands, his bloody hands, tears again forming in his eyes.
"We have a white female, approximately thirty years in age. There is erratic breathing, pulse weak, heart rate weak, and she has wounds to her abdomen."
Walker watched as they started an IV, and went about trying to stop some of the blood flow. "Why would anyone do this?" one of the EMT asked the other.
"Hell, if I know but it is a wonder she is alive at all."
Walker jumped out of the ambulance and was met by both CD and Trivette at the hospital. He still hadn't said a word, but as the EMT guy was heading off with Alex on the gurney he caught him by the arm. "She was pregnant," he told the man and walked into the hospital leaving a very stunned man behind him.