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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4425234" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>House on McKinley Boulevard: Part 2 – The Second Story</strong></p><p></p><p>They climbed the rickety steps to the second floor. As they approached the hallway, a dark figure darted from one side of the hallway to the other and slammed a door.</p><p></p><p>“Hello?” shouted Hammer. “This is the police!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer made his way over to a door at the far end of the hallway. He knocked. “Anyone in here?”</p><p></p><p>“Go away!” shouted a man with a Jamaican accent.</p><p></p><p>“This is the police,” said Hammer. “You are to evacuate this house immediately.”</p><p></p><p>“You have no authority here!” shouted the man on the other side of the door. “You can’t make us leave. This is our home!”</p><p></p><p>“It’s not safe here,” said Hammer. “Look, I just want to talk with you.”</p><p></p><p>There was the sound of something heavy bumping up against the door. A woman’s sobs reached Hammer’s ears.</p><p></p><p>“Is there someone else in there with you? Ma’am? Are you all right?”</p><p></p><p>“She’s fine! Now ya get the hell out of here.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer shoved on the door, but it wouldn’t budge. </p><p></p><p>“Look…I’ll pay you to leave.”</p><p></p><p>There was barking laughter behind the door. “Hey, f**k you mon! We don’t need your damn money.”</p><p></p><p>“How about food? I’ve got power bars if you need it, all you want…”</p><p></p><p>There was a pause. “Who do ya think we are? That’s not going to work—“</p><p></p><p>There was a squeak as the door opened on the other side of the hallway. A thirteen-year-old boy craned his head out the door. “What kind of bars? Candy bars?”</p><p></p><p>Archive and Hammer exchanged a look. “I probably have one or two, but not on me,” said Hammer quickly. “We can get some for you though if you…”</p><p></p><p>“Don’t listen to ‘em Kristian!” shouted the man through the door. “We don’t know these people!”</p><p></p><p>Kristian sighed. “Good going Gideon, now they know my name.” He put his hands in his pockets. “Are you guys really cops? You don’t look like cops.”</p><p></p><p>“Something like that,” said Archive. “We’re more federal agents…”</p><p></p><p>Kristian’s expression lit up. “Secret agents? Cool! Are you here about the suicide?’</p><p></p><p>“Suicide?” asked Archive.</p><p></p><p>“Don’t tell them anything!” shouted Gideon on the other side of the door. </p><p></p><p>“Yeah. Andy. He committed suicide last year. Jumped right off the roof. He said he was hearing voices. I think it was the Workman.”</p><p></p><p>“The Workman?” asked Archive.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah. When they built this place, one of the workmen slipped and fell. The other guys were all illegal immigrants and didn’t want to call the police, so they buried him in the walls of this place.”</p><p></p><p>“Sure, kid,” Hammer said gruffly. “Where are you parents?”</p><p></p><p>Kristian shrugged.</p><p></p><p>“Is Gideon your father?” asked Archive.</p><p></p><p>“Nah. I just stay here with them. He’s cool, he just doesn’t trust cops…” Kristian looked the two agents up and down. “Or federal agents.”</p><p></p><p>“There’s a woman in with Gideon…” began Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“Oh that’s Clara. Don’t worry about her, she doesn’t deal with stress well. She probably figures you’re here to evict us.” He squinted at Hammer. “But you’re not, are you?”</p><p></p><p>Hammer shook his head. “We’re just trying to get you to leave because we’re concerned it’s not safe here. If everything turns out all right then there’s no reason you can’t come back. Who else is in the house?”</p><p></p><p>“There’s Dave and Diana.”</p><p></p><p>“Where are they?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“Diana lives upstairs. Dave’s right behind you.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer turned. A skeleton of a man, obviously a junkie, shuffled forward from the other side of the hall with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up. “You offering money, man?”</p><p></p><p>Hammer became very still. “Yes.”</p><p></p><p>“How much?”</p><p></p><p>“Two hundred dollars if you leave right now.”</p><p></p><p>Dave rubbed his nose. “You’ve got yourself a deal.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. He handed it to Dave, who snatched it out of his hands.</p><p></p><p>The man scrambled down the steps.</p><p></p><p>Kristian rolled his eyes. “He’s just going to spend it on drugs you know.”</p><p></p><p>“As long as he’s out of the house. Can you take us to see Diana?”</p><p></p><p>“Sure. Can I have one of your federal agent-type flashlights! I’ve seen the X-Files, those are cool!”</p><p></p><p>Hammer handed Kristian his Maglite. </p><p></p><p>“Cool!” said Kristian. Then he bounded up the steps towards the attic.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4425234, member: 3285"] [b]House on McKinley Boulevard: Part 2 – The Second Story[/b] They climbed the rickety steps to the second floor. As they approached the hallway, a dark figure darted from one side of the hallway to the other and slammed a door. “Hello?” shouted Hammer. “This is the police!” Hammer made his way over to a door at the far end of the hallway. He knocked. “Anyone in here?” “Go away!” shouted a man with a Jamaican accent. “This is the police,” said Hammer. “You are to evacuate this house immediately.” “You have no authority here!” shouted the man on the other side of the door. “You can’t make us leave. This is our home!” “It’s not safe here,” said Hammer. “Look, I just want to talk with you.” There was the sound of something heavy bumping up against the door. A woman’s sobs reached Hammer’s ears. “Is there someone else in there with you? Ma’am? Are you all right?” “She’s fine! Now ya get the hell out of here.” Hammer shoved on the door, but it wouldn’t budge. “Look…I’ll pay you to leave.” There was barking laughter behind the door. “Hey, f**k you mon! We don’t need your damn money.” “How about food? I’ve got power bars if you need it, all you want…” There was a pause. “Who do ya think we are? That’s not going to work—“ There was a squeak as the door opened on the other side of the hallway. A thirteen-year-old boy craned his head out the door. “What kind of bars? Candy bars?” Archive and Hammer exchanged a look. “I probably have one or two, but not on me,” said Hammer quickly. “We can get some for you though if you…” “Don’t listen to ‘em Kristian!” shouted the man through the door. “We don’t know these people!” Kristian sighed. “Good going Gideon, now they know my name.” He put his hands in his pockets. “Are you guys really cops? You don’t look like cops.” “Something like that,” said Archive. “We’re more federal agents…” Kristian’s expression lit up. “Secret agents? Cool! Are you here about the suicide?’ “Suicide?” asked Archive. “Don’t tell them anything!” shouted Gideon on the other side of the door. “Yeah. Andy. He committed suicide last year. Jumped right off the roof. He said he was hearing voices. I think it was the Workman.” “The Workman?” asked Archive. “Yeah. When they built this place, one of the workmen slipped and fell. The other guys were all illegal immigrants and didn’t want to call the police, so they buried him in the walls of this place.” “Sure, kid,” Hammer said gruffly. “Where are you parents?” Kristian shrugged. “Is Gideon your father?” asked Archive. “Nah. I just stay here with them. He’s cool, he just doesn’t trust cops…” Kristian looked the two agents up and down. “Or federal agents.” “There’s a woman in with Gideon…” began Hammer. “Oh that’s Clara. Don’t worry about her, she doesn’t deal with stress well. She probably figures you’re here to evict us.” He squinted at Hammer. “But you’re not, are you?” Hammer shook his head. “We’re just trying to get you to leave because we’re concerned it’s not safe here. If everything turns out all right then there’s no reason you can’t come back. Who else is in the house?” “There’s Dave and Diana.” “Where are they?” asked Hammer. “Diana lives upstairs. Dave’s right behind you.” Hammer turned. A skeleton of a man, obviously a junkie, shuffled forward from the other side of the hall with the hood of his sweatshirt pulled up. “You offering money, man?” Hammer became very still. “Yes.” “How much?” “Two hundred dollars if you leave right now.” Dave rubbed his nose. “You’ve got yourself a deal.” Hammer reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. He handed it to Dave, who snatched it out of his hands. The man scrambled down the steps. Kristian rolled his eyes. “He’s just going to spend it on drugs you know.” “As long as he’s out of the house. Can you take us to see Diana?” “Sure. Can I have one of your federal agent-type flashlights! I’ve seen the X-Files, those are cool!” Hammer handed Kristian his Maglite. “Cool!” said Kristian. Then he bounded up the steps towards the attic. [/QUOTE]
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