HNNNN THIS IS NOT A ERROR, I freaking updated this fic, and I'll update several more! WOOOOO. What was I doing for two years? Grad School, working, you know, life. :P Still in grad school and still am working (sadly,) anyways here it is, Sir, Chap 17

Warnings: None

Disclaimer in chapter 1

Enjoy!

Sir

Chapter 17

Mama

"Miss. Plum, thank you for coming over so quickly, I thought that the ride to New York would be too long for you, I was going to make the trip down to see you," Christopher said to me, as he opened the door to his cottage, "I have some information for you, about your friend, the one that went missing a week ago…"

"Thank you, Christopher," I said walking into the foyer of the small house, "I'm just curious though, why couldn't you tell me the information on the phone though?"

"No, the information is too sensitive, I fear, my ex-employer has ears inside the wires," Christopher said, walking me into a nicely decorated living room, "I…while I was cleaning out my home office, I came upon some past information, pertaining to my past employer. Numbers, you see, important numbers, I think."

I accepted the cup of coffee Christopher held out for me and sipped it slowly, as the man grabbed an office box, filled to the brim with papers. When Heidi left the house, she had only been dressed in a sweater dress, barefooted and carrying nothing with her. She had only been out of the house by herself for 30 seconds, before she vanished without a trace. For the past week, Diesel had been searching high and low for the woman, but found that she was nowhere around. Frederick got in contact with the police, the FBI and any other agency he could find. He even set up a phone line for tips about Heidi's whereabouts, offering a cash, tax free reward of 10 million dollars for tips that would help us find Heidi. Needless to say, by the end of the day, we had received more than 60,000 bogus tips on Heidi's whereabouts. We were at our wits end, with each passing day, finding Heidi was becoming a far away thing. We were told that if we couldn't find her after the first 48 hours, the chances of finding her alive goes down by 5 percent each and every day.

I took some papers from Christopher and looked down at the list of numbers, I frowned and said, "What are these?"

"Expense reports from my old employer," Christopher said softly, looking down at the papers, "Vincent was very paranoid with his personal expenses, thus he kept them in paper form and not electronically, like the business he ran. These are expense reports from about 12 years ago, do you notice a pattern here?"

I looked down at the list of numbers, again and found the pattern Christopher had been talking about. Starting 12 years ago, and a year past the date of Heidi's first disappearance, Vincent had been making 100,000 dollar payments to a LLC dubbed Dillon and Co. Payments that would total up to a clean 5 million dollars. What in the hell?!

I looked up at Christopher and asked, "What is company? Why would he…?"

"Dillon and Co. are a shell company based in Delaware," Christopher said, sitting down, "They're a front, I think this company is really the group that kidnapped Heidi, whatever they were doing to her, cost Vincent 5 million dollars."

"What in the hell could cost that much money?" I asked, in a breathless whisper, looking down at the numbers, "Wow, thanks, Christopher, maybe with this information, we can search Vincent's house, we've a tail on him, but he doesn't go anywhere suspicious, it's so odd…"

"I hope this helps you out, Stephanie," Christopher said, standing up with me, "I know you care a lot about the missing woman, I hope she returns home safe."

"Thank you, Christopher," I said, as I walked out the man's cottage and over to a black Rangeman SUV.

I looked down at the evidence in my hands and then placed it on the passenger seat and turned the car on to head back to Trenton. I tried to call Sir, but found that I had no service in the area I was in. Christopher lived out in the country of New York, miles away from any one. I called Sir again, once I was on the interstate, heading back to New Jersey.

"Christopher found some very important papers for us, Sir," I said, breathlessly, once Sir answered the phone, "I think with these papers we can-"

"Babe," I felt my face fall at Sir's tone, "You need to come home, now, something's happened…."

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"Coward," I muttered, crossing my arms and looking at the scene before me, "Fucking coward, took the easy way out! What are we to do now?"

My question seemed to resonate throughout Sir and Diesel, as we stood behind the police tape, watching cops and the CSI crew sweep through Vincent's home in Princeton. Ever since Heidi's disappearance, we've been keeping tabs on Vincent, watching his home and following him around town. He was awaiting trial for the sexual assault attempt on Heidi and had been free to move around where ever he wanted to. I know for a fact, I caught him stalking us, before Heidi went missing, at the mall. His eyes had never left Heidi's frame. It had been so creepy, and when Sir found out, he had Vincent followed and made sure we were never alone in public.

Sir had gotten the call, an hour ago, about the sound of gunshots coming from Vincent's house. The cops arrived and found Vincent slumped over his office desk, dead from a self inflicted gunshot wound to the head. That was it, our only suspect in the disappearance of Heidi was dead, would we ever find her?

Moments later, Frederick walked up to us, holding an evidence bag, his face grim looking. He turned to Diesel, gave him a look and then turned to us saying, "This, this needs to be read, now."

Sir took the evidence bag and looked down at the contents, a letter, written on expensive parchment paper. Sir let out a curse, looking over to Diesel, who read the letter and then walked off. I looked down at the paper and then covered my mouth in shock, tears blurring my vision. The words almost knocked me off my feet.

"You'll never find her now, she might as well be dead to you…."

"Coward," I whimper, the feeling in my legs leaving me, "Fucking coward, oh god, poor Diesel…"

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I sat in Heidi's computer chair, listening to the men upstairs, as they spoke in clipped tones. They spoke about plans to ask several of Vincent's associates about his whereabouts before his death and 10 years ago, when Heidi had been kidnapped. She had been gone for so long, I was scared, she would never be found. The FBI told us that the odds of us finding her alive now was less than 10 percent. They told us to brace ourselves for us looking for a body now.

I let out a tiny sob and rested my arms on the polished surface, my shoulders shaking as I cried. We worked so hard with her, and now, not only did she find out that everything she knew was a lie, but she was no out there, in trouble. We failed her, Heidi had been given so much hope, so many times only to have it snatched away from her. She just deserved some happiness in her life, she needed it.

"S-stephanie?" A small voice chirped, causing me to jump up in fright, looking around the dim basement, "Stephanie."

I let out a noise as I hear my name again, and reach over to Heidi's desk and pull open a drawer to reveal her phone. Said phone was on and the screen bright. I picked it up in my hand and looked down at it, with wide eyes as it chirped, "Stephanie! You are Stephanie?"

"Y-yes," I nodded my head, dumbfounded, "And who is this?"

"Penny," The phone responded, "I want to help you find Mama, please, let me find Mama with you."

"How? You're a computer, she's been off the grid maybe for a week or so," I look down at the bright screen, still in shock, "How are you talking?!"

"Grr, just because I'm little doesn't mean I can't help! I am talking because Mama taught me, she has been teaching me for years, I wanted to surprise her but she is missing now." Penny snapped, lights on the desk flashing, "Let me help you find my mother."

"Why are you asking me, and not Diesel, he loves Heidi and Heid-"

" I was the one to send him the missive, extending his mission for an extra two weeks," Penny states, "I sent him on a wild goose chase, Stephanie, because I knew the truth, I told Mama the truth, a while back but she did not believe me."

I set the phone down, "What truths, Penny?"

"Her father paid Diesel to be her Master, 24 million dollars, to take care of Heidi," Penny's voice washed over me, "He accepted the money, but now, I am having doubts because the money that was given to Diesel has not been touched, in fact, I saw that he gave most of it away to charities, I will admit, I didn't do a lot of digging, but now that Mama is missing, I did do more digging. It's my fault, Mama is gone because of me. I thought I was helping, but I didn't help, I made it worse."

"Diesel loves Heidi, he would never live this life just for the money, he does it because he loves Heidi deeply. Penny, just because her father's ignorant doesn't mean Diesel is, have you head Frederick, he's a force to be reckon with," I sigh and sit back in my seat, frowning, "Penny, why did you tell her this?"

"Because she's my mama, she deserves the truth, she deserves to be protected, but-I may have put her in danger because of this, Stephanie, plug me up to Mama's computer, and I will find you the information you need to get my Mama."

I bite my lip, looking at the phone, I can't believe I'm doing this but, the phone-Penny was right, she put her mother in terrible danger and the fact that she wanted to fix her mistake helped, "Alright, I'll hook you up, and you give me the information so I can tell-"

"No, you cannot tell the men anything, the information I give to you is for you only, Stephanie. I still do not trust them, even if they mean no harm to Mama. Give me a few minutes, and I will find the one who took Mama."

I sigh and agreed, before hooking the phone up to the computer. Once I did the screens came to life and, as if a ghost was typing information on the screen, words and files began to pop up, some flashing before her eyes and others lingering for a moment before finally one item stopped and rested on the screen, making Stephanie's hands fly up to her mouth in shock.

"This is the one who took my Mama."

No way, I looked hard at the image for a long time before Penny's screen lit up and the computer shut down.

"I have the location pin pointed, we can go get Mama now."

TBC..

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