Chapter 43

"Will Do Anything for Love"

Under captivity of the Frankfurt Airport Police, Shayna was forced to release the Cubone from the employee locker room and into protective custody. How no staff members knew that there were Pokemon inside their break room was beyond us.

"You won't get away with this," Shayna scowled to me as the Cubone was taken out. "I swear you won't."

"We already have in the eyes of the law," I replied in a sarcastic way. "So you have the right to remain silent."

Once the Eevee and Cubone were out of danger, Shayna was taken to the Airport Police Station where she was taken to a separate interrogation room. I would have a one on one with our suspect and her words would not break my bones.

"Anything you have to say can be used against you in a court of law, Shayna," I said firmly. "So, I suggest you come clean. What were you planning to do with those Pokemon?"

"None of your damn business," Shayna retorted. "I don't have to answer you."

"Well, you are going to have to answer to the families of 270 victims," I retorted back, leaning against the table. "Men, women and children, not to mention Pokemon League Academy students."

"Oh boo hoo hoo," Shayna said mockingly, only to be met with a slap across the left side of her face. "BITCH! THAT HURTS!"

But I wasn't going to be sympathetic.

"Well, don't speak to me that way," I shouted, getting into Shayna's face. "And I won't strike you again! Now, answer my questions! What were you going to do with the Eevee and Cubone?"

"Use evolution stones on that rat."

"For what? Make it a Vaporeon? A Jolteon? A Flareon? Or something else?"

I gotta tell you that if I was going to have to get information out of Ms. Loring, I needed to be as intrusive as I possibly can. The fact that an Eevee was discovered made it clear to me that Team Rocket had sinister intentions.

"Or were you planning on using all three stones on it to turn Eevee into a Frankenstein? Oh boy, that would be something wouldn't it? Were you planning on selling Frankenstein to a terrorist organization? Or were you planning on giving it to your boyfriend, Peter Cronin?"

"The plan was…to…to…" she started to say. "You know what? I don't need to answer you! I have my rights!"

I then smacked Shayna in the back of the neck in response.

"Of course you are going to answer me, Shayna!" I remarked crossly, looking at her in the face. "Anything you are hiding from me is going to be revealed! Was Frankenstein going to be used in a terrorist attack? Assassination? What?!"

The fact that she was being screamed at upclose made Shayna start to crack.

"To attack an El Al jet," she confessed. "Out of Thailand."

"Bangkok?"

"Yes. But, all I had to do was bring the Eevee to…to…"

"To who?"

"To Tehran. That's where the evolution was to take place. But the Eevee wouldn't cooperate, so they had R Gas to…to…"

"To force it to accept the fact that it was ordered to attack an El Al plane out of Thailand? Where did you get the Eevee?"

"We stole it from some kid and his brothers that live in Dusseldorf," Shayna confessed. "They were having an evolution party, so we stole all the Pokemon present along with the stones and the food as well."

"Let me guess, Pokemon you were planning to commit terrorist attacks with? What do you think you were going to get out of it, Shayna? In fact, let's rephrase the question, how long have you been in Frankfurt and how long were you employed at Pan Am?"

The more I questioned Shayna, the more she started to crack. There was no question that this was a Team Rocket agent disguised as a Pan Am employee?

"Where were you on the afternoon of December 21st?"

"I was working here, an eight hour shift from 9 in the morning until 6 in the evening. I swear, every passenger that was transferring to Pan Am from other airlines were screened."

"What about a bag that came from Tehran? Iran Air? The bag contained explosive Pokemon hidden in a cassette player."

It was at that moment that Shayna finally cracked.

"The guy never showed up, all right? He never did, which was part of the plan! God, the things you do for love! Peter and I, we were going to…"

"Going to what?! Let me guess, make out to the sounds of crying from the families and friends of the victims? Were you both going to quit Pan Am and fly somewhere to get married in a place where the International Police wouldn't touch you?"

"How do you know that, bitch? Peter and I…we were promised a large reward if we took part in this mission! I ensured that the bomb was put on the plane while Peter personally loaded it onto the 727 that left for London. Don't you see? Peter and I…"

"Were wanted criminals who escaped the American Law Enforcement and were placed under the protection of Team Rocket so they can continue their criminal ways."

Just then, I directed Shayna to look at the window as Peter Cronin stood in the window flanked by Frankfurt Airport Police and International Police officers.

"Peter!" Shayna cried, trying to get up to reach him…only for me to sit her back down in the chair. "Peter! Peter!"

"He's going back to the United States for charges of terrorism and so are you, Shayna," I said. "More than likely you are both facing the death penalty because your crime involved Pokemon. It's such a waste, isn't it? The things we do for love…"

At that moment, two International Police officers stepped into the room and forced Shayna to her feet. But they weren't alone as Bill was standing in the doorway.

"Well done, Pussycat," he said with a wry smile. "That was quite a performance you put on there."

"Bill, what are you doing here?" I asked. "What does the ATF have to do with this?"

"Well, our good friend Mr. Cronin has been wanted on firearms charges in the Good old US of A," he laughed. "Most likely he'll be executed for escape and other charges."

Sighing, I decided to leave the interrogation room feeling exhausted from the intense questioning I gave Shayna. But that didn't matter as it was clear to me that my one big concern was the health and safety of the Eevee and the Cubone.

"I also would like to see Shayna Loring executed too," I sighed. "That Eevee I found…it was going to be Frankensteined into a mutant Pokemon using all three evolution stones and then used to bring down an El Al out of Bangkok."

"Damn," sighed Bill. "Quite a story, isn't it?"

Just then, I saw Tommy and Ulrich come into the station along with Minnie May.

"Well, I guess I'll leave you alone then," Bill said as he put a cigarette in his mouth and left. "Merry Christmas, Pussycat."

So now I was left alone with my partner, an FAA Inspector and the Pan Am Frankfurt station chief.

"Are there any more agents to be found?"

"No, Rally. Those were the only three. I've also notified the owners of the Eevee and the Cubone. They should be reunited with their Pokemon soon."

It was a relief that the Pokemon we found would be reunited…but there was still more to uncover here in Frankfurt. Particularly, little did we know that Tommy had developed a deep interest in the X-ray machines.

"In the meantime," said Tommy. "I want to take a deeper look at the X-Ray machines themselves because I think they may have been sabotaged to operate only as a black and white machine."

"Then, who could have sabotaged them?" wondered Ulrich.

Naturally, we would soon find out…

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