Chapter 10

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The weeks went on without Jake Reed. January 4th was a huge success as were the next few weeks. But the events of Genesis had left fans disturbed as AJ Styles turned on his fans. Hulk Hogan sat in his office with Bischoff next to him going over notes for there next meeting with Spike. "You know Eric at the last meeting a few of the executives didn't like Reed was let go. One point blanked asked me how much money were spending on Bubba and if any that couldn't have gone to keeping Reed on roster," Hulk said. "Come on Hulk you know how executives are. I bet that guy had neer even seen Jake Reed in a picture much less in wrestle," Eric Bischoff defends.

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Jermey Borash stepped into his cab. "Where to buddy," the cab driver asks. "Here take me to this address," JB says. "Sure thing," the driver says. JB sits back and looks at the rather gloomy city. "Man sure is gray?" JB says. "Well it's January in Nebraska," the driver responds. "So ah do you know Jake Reed?" JB asks. "Kind of he played for the both the Vikings and the Saints king of strange sine they played each other in the NFC title game," the cab driver says. "Different Jake Reed. The wrestler," JB says. "Don't watch wrestling," The cabbie says. JB pulls opens his travel bad and pulls out a video camera. "I have come to Omaha Nebraska with one goal to find Jake Reed and return him to TNA. I have heard Hulk Hogan is blaming Eric Bischoff for letting him go and since Eric just took me off TV I can't figure out any better way than to show up Eric than get Jake back," JB says into the camera.

The driver drops JB off at the address he asked for Reed's Pub. JB pays the man and than heads into the Pub. There is a nice crowd in the building. He walks up to the bar where a young man is tending. "What can I get you?" He asks. "I'll take a banana dacory," JB says. "Hey Bill can you help me," the bartender yells out. "What?" JB asks. "I have no earlty idea how to make that pal," he says. An elder man who looks like Jake in about twenty five years walk up to the bar. "Get out he isn't here and if he was I sure as hell wouldn't let you near him," Bill Reed says. "Mr. Reed I don't think you understand I am here to bring Jake back..." JB doesn't finish the word as Bill come out from behind the bar and charges him.

"Bill no!" The bartender yells as he jumps over the bar to hold him back. "What?" JB asks. "You think I am letting my son go back to TNA why so they can just fire him unfairly again get out!" Bill yells. JB leaves the pub quickly. Outside he takes out his camera. "Ok that didn't as well I would have hopped but I am not giving up.

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Traci climbed off a plane. The day was beautiful as the sun was high in the sky. "It's really nice," she thought. Customs actually wasn't to bad not like it can be in America at times. She got a rental car and drove to the docks. Getting out of the car she walked the length of the pier and than she saw it the Blackshirt Jake's boat named after the defense of his beloved Nebraska Cornhuskers. Traci takes a deep breath before stepping on the boat. She knocks on a that leads down below. "Go away!" A gruff but tired sounding voice says. "Jake open up," Traci calls out. "It's not Jake," the voice yells out again.

Traci starts to pound on the door. "Damn it Jacob Martin Reed open this door or I am knocking it down," Traci yells. Finally the door opens and Steve Corino stands there. "Not Jake!" He says. "Steve what the hell are you doing in there?" "I was trying to sleep!" He yells. "Sorry but I am looking for Jake," she says. "Well not here," Steve yells again. "Do you have any idea where he is? And why do you have his boat?" "He lent me it and I have no idea he said something about taking a break from the world," Steve says. "Steve you know what he is like...." "Traci I don't think it's like those other times. He just seems tired,"Steve says.

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"Rain I hate Rain!" Eric Bischoff thought as he waited for a cab. "Hulk had to send me here he gets some tip and I have to run it down," he thought again. Finally after five minutes of waiting a cab pulls up. "Take me to the Merrion Hotel," Eric orders. "First time in Ireland sir?" The cab driver asks. "Yeah just over here to do some bussiness," Eric says.