California Here I Come
David and Warren are on highway I-5 heading to San Francisco in hope they would find Max there.
It is late at night and Warren is asleep in the car. He is awoken up when David stops at a pit stop in Roseburg.
"We are stopping for a bit. We called a few of my old army friends to meet me here," David informs. "They are going to help us."
David and Warren get out of the car. There is a nice RV in the parking lot where a two other men get out.
"Staff Sergeant David Madsen… it's been a long time,' said man 1.
"Warren… this is Corporal Omar Nunez (man 1) and Private First Class Matthew Kirkland, they were in my unit when I was still with the Army. The are willing to help us," said David.
"So you are the hero boy," Matthew teased.
"While you were asleep, the police found Joyce and Juliet and arrested them. Now they are out finding you and me now that I am aiding you," said David.
"Want to get going?" asked Matthew. "First, the police will be looking for someone with both of your descriptions. At least we shave your hairs so it would be difficult for anyone to recognize you."
"Do you mean I should cut my hair?" Warren questions. They give a yes nod.
"Whatever it takes," Warren responds.
They buzz cut Warren's hair to a short military hairstyle that would be harder for people to recognize him. They also shaved all of David's hair and mustache so it would be difficult to recognize him too.
They abandon David's car off the road and ride in the RV to San Francisco. They have at least seven hours to San Francisco.
Max is lying on a mattress inside of a dark and cold room. She is tired, but she is too afraid to go to sleep.
Next thing she knows she is awakens when the door slams open as Mr. Jefferson walks in; she realizes that she fell asleep on her own. Mr. Jefferson puts another needle to make her very drowsy and he carries her back to bathroom where he turns on the shower where he cleans Max again.
After their shower, Mr. Jefferson feeds her oatmeal. Max wants to spit it out, but she is so hungry and the oatmeal does taste good so she accepted to eat it.
"I got you banana flavored oatmeal with some skim milk and brown sugar," Mr. Jefferson adds. "I don't want my subjects to go hungry or otherwise they loose energy and steam."
"Why don't you just kill me?" asked Max. "You must have taken a thousand of pictures of me and plus you film me for hours yesterday."
"I was told my Mr. Prescott not to kill you… yet," Mr. Jefferson answered. "It was him and Brooke that help me to get out of bail and in exchange, I was told to capture you and take you here. Mr. Prescott told me to do whatever I want to you except kill you until he gets here. When he gets here, he and I will be out of this country for good."
Then Mr. Jefferson proceeds to gently rub Max's left side of her naked body.
"Once he figured what he wanted to do with you, we are jetting out of this country and never coming back," Mr. Jefferson informs. "Such a pure and nice body. If we are to get rid of you for good, at least I have something to remember you by".
"What's the matter?" Mr. Jefferson taunted. "I thought you like being naked around a man and a man being naked around you, just like Mr. Graham."
"That because I love him," Max answers.
"I thought that you loved me too," said Mr. Jefferson.
"That is before I knew you were a psychopath," Max responds.
"I am no psychopath, I am just an artists with extreme measures," said Mr. Jefferson. "I don't believe in psychopath, pedophilia, or sex crimes when it comes to photography. They tend every artist's possibilities and abilities."
Mr. Jefferson grabs a hook from the ceiling. First he knocks out Max by drugging her with a needle and then he strings her up and hangs her by the arms to take more pictures.
Warren and them just passed Sacramento thirty minutes ago. However, even though considering they are heading to the right city, there is another problem…
"Even we are heading to the right city, how are we still going to find Mr. Jefferson's dark room in a city like San Francisco?" asked David.
Warren is on a laptop trying to narrow down where exactly in San Francisco they could be.
"Let's not forget there is Oakland, San Jose, and other cities and towns around San Francisco," Omar informs. "They could be anywhere."
"I'd hacked into Mr. Prescott's account and before either Mr. Jefferson and Mr. Prescott were arrested, they purchased an abandoned warehouse north of the city, but he didn't do a whole lot to it since then," said Warren.
Then Warren finds the warehouse and tells them where to go.
Back at the dark room, Max is still hanging from a hook and now Mr. Jefferson is recording her with his video camera.
"I still cannot see how someone like Warren deserves you," Mr. Jefferson commented. "That should be enough."
Mr. Jefferson loosens the chains that hang Max and she falls to the floor still dazed and exhausted.
They hear the door opens behind the curtains that lead to the other room. It is Sean Prescott coming out of the curtains.
"Hello Mr. Prescott… it's so great…" said Mr. Jefferson and then suddenly Mr. Prescott shoots Mr. Jefferson in the chest.
"He was going to be a problem anyway. Once a problem, always a problem," said Mr. Prescott. "Just like you."
Max is shock to see him shooting Mr. Jefferson and then Mr. Jefferson falling to the ground.
"You and your friends have caused me a lot of problems in the last few weeks. First, my former son was arrested, then I was arrested and put my business in jeopardy, and know everyone knows that I am a bad person," Mr. Prescott admits.
Then he proceeds to touch her naked body. "Don't get me wrong, I always get impress when people cause me this much problems, it shows me you are strong and should never be underestimated."
"Then again… it is all about payback," as he continues.
"What are you going to do to me? Kill me?" asks Max.
"Not yet… if suing my enemies are out of the question then I need to resort to more serious methods. You see my wife divorced me not too long ago, I had numerous failed mistresses but none of them were worthy for me, and I had worthless kids who always costing me money," he ranted. "Mr. Jefferson said you are beautiful and pure and I can say he wasn't lying or being false."
"Don't tell me he is going to…"
"Soon I am taking the plane to leave this country so I won't have to face trial or prison. I am planning to take you with me. Leaving this country means leaving my family behind for good, so I am going to need a new one. You are going to give me a new one. I will make you to give birth to new and better children. You will be my new wife and the mother of my new children."
Then another person comes through the curtains… it's Brooke.
"How is our damsel and distress," Brooke commented.
"You bitch," Max, hissed.
"Right back at you hoe," Brooke fires back. "You stole Warren away from me and turn him and everyone against me. You are going to get what you deserve future Miss. Prescott."
"Brooke has been more helpful than both of my kids. The reason you see the police or the school never went after her because I paid them not to," Mr. Prescott informs. "When I leave this country, I am going to need an heir to run things for me back at Arcadia Bay and I choose Brooke."
"I will inherit millions of dollars. Then maybe I can make Warren love me since you will be having a new husband that is not Warren and I will bribe Warren to be my husband… that is when we will be one rich family," Brooke explains.
"That just shows you don't know him as you think you do, Warren is better than that," said Max.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!" yelled Brooke. "WHAT DO YOU KNOW? I got better grades than you and now I have a lot of money. I know Warren longer than you, SO WHAT DOES HE SEES IN YOU THAT I DON'T HAVE!"
"If you give birth to my child, then he will have less reasons wanting to be with you since you mothered of a child of an enemy," Mr. Prescott explains.
"If he still not willing to be with me, then I would have to keep you and Warren's friend and family in prison," she tells.
"You don't love Warren, he is just a trophy husband to you," Max added.
"Think what you want, but Warren and I were always meant to be together and I will do what ever it takes to so," Brooke argues back. "Once we are finally one, I will finally prove to him that I am the one for him."
"That is enough," Mr. Prescott snaps. "We are going to be late for our flight."
He then knocks out Max with the drugs, puts her in a bag, and then they put her in the back of a van.
Thirty minutes later, Warren, David, and his fellow soldiers made it to the warehouse, but they are gone already. They do hear moaning in the dark room and Mr. Jefferson is still alive… barely.
"You fucking asshole," David shouted.
"Where is Max?" asks Warren in an aggressive tone.
"Sean Prescott… Brooke… Airport…" said Mr. Jefferson, and then he dies from his wounds.
"Burn in hell you son of a bitch," David pouts.
"Mr. Prescott… he must have taken Max and he is planning to take her to the airport on his private plane. He might leave the country and there is no way we could save her," said Warren.
"We must get their quick then," David responded.
Then they went back to the RV before it is too late.
Meanwhile, Brooke and Mr. Prescott are stuck in the heavy California traffic, giving Warren, David, and his military friends some time to catch up to them.
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