A month later and Kelly was in a cheap outer Boston motel. The encounter with Rex had been so worrying that she had decided to contact Nick. In due course he had phoned back and confirmed that Captain Renard had told him that Meisner had learned that Adelind had gone to Vienna, then disappeared. Whoever had contacted Kelly could obviously find her again, and if they could then so might Victor. That had settled it.
Her phone rang. The voice was almost the same as the biker guy's, almost East Coast American but ... , "You met my brother back in Denver, a month ago. The place you are going to is in Maine, two hours drive away from Boston. I'll be with you in two, make it three hours. You follow my bike. Always stay behind me, stop when I stop. Understand?".
"No. I need more information" snapped the exasperated Kelly.
"There is no more useful information. The place is Storybrooke, its hidden, not on the map .. because its protected by ... a booby trap. Ok?".
"No but ok", Kelly realised that she was not going to learn anything more.
She needed to make sure that her gun and ammo were ok.
Trian arrived in Boston just over two hours later. He was not feeling too happy about the surprise appearance of The Sea Witch and Cruella De Vil in Storybrook. Something nasty was cooking. He had felt a powerful malign presence in Storybrook before something happened at The Town Line, twice. Then Dad had phoned him with news that something was afoot; The Dark One had vanished off the psychic radar. And just how had the Fairies escaped from the Sorcerers hat ? It had been decided to tell Kelly as little as possible.
By the time Trian had fed the bike and relieved himself, three hours had passed before he had driven up to Kelly's motel room. Kelly recognised the style of Trian's bike leathers, his bike was similarly marked up. He waved at her through the window then rode to her truck. Kelly soon arrived with Diana and started up.