Chapter 3: Lauren and Joss talks plans.
Joss pulled out her burner phone and dialed number two. She waited for Finch to answer the phone.
"Detective Carter, how nice of you to call. How can I help you?" Finch asked.
"I'm with a fourteen year old, whose life is in danger. I was wondering if you can get a safe house ready for her and have John meet me there." Joss asked, and waited for Finch to stop typing and give her an answer.
"I have a safe house ready for you, texting you the address as we speak. Can I get the girls name so I can better assess the situation at hand?" Finch said and asked. He was curious as to who this girl was and why she had contacted Joss in the first place.
"Finch, you need to give me your word that you won't tell John what I'm about to tell you." Joss said.
"You have it, Detective." Finch was even more curious about who this girl is.
"Her name is Lauren Johnson Reese. I know, what you're going to ask and no, I don't know much. All I know is that a man with a British or Russian accent, came to Lauren's house in Atlanta, GA; asked questions and then didn't like the answers so he shot the woman. Her mum is dead and now Lauren is here in Fairview, New York." Joss waited for Finch to answer her back. She knew with the resources he had, he could do a quick search for Lauren.
"Lauren is fourteen, she was going to attend North Atlanta High School. Her mother's name is or I should say was Kimberly Johnson. Kimberly was shot to death four days ago. The police are still trying to find Lauren." Finch told her. He was wondering who this fourteen year old was to John.
"Thanks Finch, we're going to head out now." Joss replied and hung up the phone. "How did you get here sweetheart?" Joss asked.
"My motorcycle." Lauren gave her a smirk. Joss gave her a look like 'how does one fourteen year old have a bike?' "My mum bought it for me when I turned thirteen. This past June I just turned fourteen. In Atlanta you can get your motorcycle license at fourteen."
"OK you will follow me on your bike; absolutely no speeding on New York streets so help me God Lauren." Joss said motioning for Lauren to stand up. "I take it you're staying in that hotel over there?" Joss said pointing over to the near by hotel.
"Yeah, as long as a fourteen year old shows up with a lot of dough, when she tells the hotel clerk to get her a room with no questions asked, it's actually pretty easy." Lauren said to Joss who just shook her head and thought barely fourteen and already breaking a lot of laws. But for good reasons. Maybe she is John's daughter.
She looks like him in a way too, Joss thought while taking a better look at Lauren. Tall, long lean body, she has to be around 5'10, maybe 120 pounds. She looked like the athletic type. Sports, maybe? She was definitely mixed race; Joss just couldn't pinpoint what her nationality was. Joss noticed that Lauren's hair was brownish black and that she had two tone eye colors. One minute her eyes would look baby blue, the next hazel. They made their way to Lauren's hotel room and grabbed her things.
Joss took Lauren's bag which the girl reluctantly gave up. Joss was wondering if this was truly John's daughter. She looked like him, walked like him and even sorta spoke like him. It was like looking into John's good soul. And boy was she ever stubborn like him!
Joss gave her some more instructions on to where to go and to avoid major sections of New York. Looking through her rear view mirror, Joss gave one last nod to Lauren, letting her know it was going to be okay. With that last nod Joss and Lauren both reved up their engines and left Fairview, New York.
And Chapter three is done. I'm done for the day writing. I will write again in a day or so when my work schedule dies down.