Jan
-Get into the car,now.
I looked all around, hoping to see someone who could help me, but the street was empty... I had no choice but doing what he said.
-Haven't you heard me? Get into the damned car!
-Why are you doing this, Zukko?
-You'd better not know. Are you folks at home?
-No, they...
-Right. We're gonna go there, and then you're gonna phone Putzie to go see you.
-But...
-Shut up! And try to sound as relaxed as you can, when you phone.
I was terrified, and couldn't believe that was happening. What would they intend to do with us...maybe killing us, like they had did with Debbie?
-Rizzo, I don't understand it...
-We told you to shut up!
I said no more. When we arrived to my place, they took my doorkeys and pushed me to the living room. I took the phone and dialed Putz's number, thinking of a way to let him know what was going on...
-Night, Roger, it's me. Listen, my folks aren't here and I was wonderin' if you would come see me. Please...say you will...
-Jan, what's going on? Are you in trouble?
-No, I'm fine. But come home, ok? And hurry up.
Jan's phone call was everything but reassuring . Her voice was kinda shaky, and besides, she never called me by my real name...I promised her I would go in a moment and as soon as I hung the phone, I called Sonny to warn him.
-Sonny, I need you to do something for me, it's important. Give me twenty minutes and then call the cops and tell them to go to Jan's house...I think she may be in danger...
Then, I went to my folks' room to tell them I had to go. I also asked them to call the police if I didn't call in one or two hours...they tried me to stop and telling them what was that about, but I just had no time. I took my car and drove to Jan's place, as fast as I could... When I got there and rang the bell, all my suspicions were confirmed...
-I should have imagined it...Where's Jan, what you have done to her?
I heard her calling me, from the living room, and it was a scared voice. I pushed Kenickie aside and went to the living room... Jan was sitting on the sofa, watched by Zukko and Rizzo. I went by her side.
-Jan, are you ok? Have they hurt you?
She huddled next to me, and I felt her heart beating really fast.
-Well, what's this about? What do you want from us? And why her? Let her go.
-No one is going. First of all, you should be relaxed. And then, maybe we owe you an explanation. Yes, I killed Debbie. She told me she had something to talk about, and we arranged to meet in high school that evening. I did know what she was going to tell me, and couldn't allow Sandy knew it. So, I was on my way to meet her, when I saw your jacket. I knew you always had that pocket knife with you. My only mistake was forgetting you were left handed.
-You had it planned? Go to hell, Zukko...do you have an idea of what I went through, at the Juvie? And what if I had been convicted, during the trial? Did you ever think of that? Damn, we know each other for quite a long time, did I really deserve all this? You're a son of a b****...I wonder what was Debbie going to tell you, that Sandy couldn't know...
-She was three months pregnant, and was going to tell Sandy. So...I had no choice. And in case things went bad, I asked Kenickie to come with me.
-She was pregnant? And you killed her because of that? What kind of beast are you, Zukko? ... You suck, the three of you! ...Killing a pregnant girl..can't believe it! ..
Both Jan and me were in shock by hearing all that. And well, to be true, I feared we would be next...A cold sweat kept running along my spine.
-And you two...Rizzo, Debbie was supposed to be your friend, how could you know it and not say a thing? And that night at Frenchy's, when we had the sleepover...you were able to put the blame on Putz when you knew the truth...
-She was never such a good friend, really...and that was my best performance, right? And it worked, at least with Frenchy. She's so gullible! It's funny, I never thought people at school would believe me the way they did.
-I really don't get it...how did you have the nerve to do this?
-Easy. It was him, or us. So, guess what was our only option.
-What...what are you doing with us, now we know...?
-Well...we want to compensate you for the months you've been apart. So, what about a nice trip to Mexico? That way you can also help us to get there...Don't you feel like it?
I looked at Jan, and she was so scared as me. They were going to take us to Mexico, as their hostages.
-You're insane, the three of you!
Right then, we heard the doorbell. " Good for you, Sonny...right on time!", I thought. They looked through the window and saw a patrol car parked outside the house...
-Damn hell, the fuzz! Jan, you're going to open, and better make sure they go. And you, don't make a noise. We'll settle scores with you later, for having called the cops.
Jan
I went to open, trying my best to hide my fear. A pair of cops were standing outside...
-Night, miss. We've been warned there was some kind of trouble in here...
-No, not all. We were just holding a small party, and...-I saw one of the cops had a small notebook, and gestured him to give it to me. Thankfully, he understood. I wrote something and gave it back to him. "Help. Two hostages, three assailants. Living room, Back door open"-He nodded after reading it, and left...
-Fine. Won't bother you then, miss.
-Goodnight, agents.
I closed the door and went back to the living room, on time to see the patrol car going away.
-So? Who of you wants to go to Mexico?
-I will, but leave her alone.
-You won't be thinking of leaving her here, right?
-What the...?
Just then, the lights in the house went off, probably cut down by those two cops. I held Putz's hand and we both went out of the living room, to the kitchen. It had an exit to the rear garden. We saw the cops going into the house, and followed them. We just didn't want to miss the moment when Zukko, Kenickie and Rizzo were arrested.
Two days later
-And this is it, inspector. Maybe it's a too long statement, but we hope it will help.
-It will. And...sorry for not believing you last time we talked. I mean it.
-Never mind...I had everything against me, they took well care of that.
Jan and me walked out of the police station, hand in hand. Sonny and Marty were waiting outside, and so did our folks.
-Well, now we can finally say this is over, right? Who would have imagined...
-No, it ain't over yet...Jan, I was going to make you a gift the day...I still wanna do-I kneeled infront of her and took out a small ring-Janice Nowak, will you marry me?
She leaned to me and kissed me...
-I will!