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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4712116" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>A Love in Need: Part 4 – The Prisoner</strong></p><p></p><p>The motel room was illuminated by a police cruiser. The flashing lights were eerie in the rain. An athletic, middle-aged man in a sheriff’s uniform stepped out of the sedan. There was a second person in the back of the cruiser.</p><p></p><p>“You the manager?” he asked Kraygen.</p><p></p><p>“Yeah?” asked Kraygen nervously. </p><p></p><p>The stranger carefully held out his police I.D. “Office Tageret. I’m transporting a convict. The law grants you the right to decline us service – but the roads are flooded and I could use a room.”</p><p></p><p>A muffled cackle came from the back seat of the sedan.</p><p></p><p>“… it’s an emergency.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer walked over, flashing his own badge. “Agent Hammer, Counter-Intelligence Field Agency. Who’ve you got there?”</p><p></p><p>“Jawolalski, Jason Jawolalski.” </p><p></p><p>Tageret dragged Jawolalski out of the cruiser and over to the room that Kraygen unlocked for him. </p><p></p><p>Jawolalski’s long black hair was tied in a ponytail. He had brown eyes and a two day’s growth of beard. </p><p></p><p>“That’s our man,” said Hammer. Jim-Bean joined them from the other room, his arm drenched in blood. “CIFA put out the APB. We’ll take him off of your hands.”</p><p></p><p>“What the hell happened to you?” asked Tageret. He was perceptive enough to notice that they all had cuts and scrapes.</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean nodded to the other room. “Car accident. We’ve got one dead body in the other room.”</p><p></p><p>Tageret shoved Jawolalski into the motel room. “You can kill Jawolalski too for all I care. This piece of garbage has enough convictions to put him away for awhile.”</p><p></p><p>“If you’re gonna cuff him to something, the toilet’s bolted down good,” said Kraygen.</p><p></p><p>Hammer shook his head. “Keep him in sight. Cuff him to the bed.”</p><p></p><p>The beds, like everything else in the motel, were bolted to the floor. </p><p></p><p>“Thanks so much for your assistance,” said Jawolalski, pissed.</p><p></p><p>Tageret dragged Jawolalski over to the bed. </p><p></p><p>Jawolalski growled in his face. “I got stripes,” he sang, “stripes around my shoulders…”</p><p></p><p>Ignoring him, Tageret cuffed Jawolalski to the bed frame.</p><p></p><p>“I got chains, chains around my feet … And them chains, them chains, they’re ‘bout to drag me down.”</p><p></p><p>Tageret smacked Jawolalski’s head against the side of the bed frame.</p><p></p><p>“Ow! Bastard!” shouted Jawolalski.</p><p></p><p>“We’ll take it from here,” said Hammer. “Did he have anything on him?”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah,” said Tageret. “A 9mm automatic pistol and a weird cardboard box.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean arched an eyebrow. “What kind of box?”</p><p></p><p>Tageret shrugged. “Dripping something. I tried not to touch it. It’s in my trunk.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer leaned down to face Jawolalski. “What’s in the box, Jawolalski.”</p><p></p><p>Jawolalski flashed a gap-toothed grin. “What box?”</p><p></p><p>“We know about the potion you gave Lucinda Ennis,” said Hammer. </p><p></p><p>“Lucy?” Jawolalski cackled. “How’s her dad doing?”</p><p></p><p>“Dead. Both of them.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh wow,” Jawolalski feigned concern. “That’s too bad huh.”</p><p></p><p>“I’m not going to ask you again, Jawolalski. What’s in the box?”</p><p></p><p>Jawolalski smirked and said nothing.</p><p></p><p>“We’ve got a dead body in the other room,” said Hammer. “Along with a little boy. We’re not sure whom he belongs to.”</p><p></p><p>Tageret nodded. “I’ll check it out.” He left.</p><p></p><p>Lightning fast, Jim-Bean pulled a knife out of his boot and stabbed Jawolalski in the thigh.</p><p></p><p>“AAAAH!” screamed Jawolalski. “Jesus! What the hell? I got rights!”</p><p></p><p>“Ever hear of the Patriot Act?” asked Hammer. “Right now you seem like a terrorist with a biological weapon to me. You don’t have any rights.”</p><p></p><p>Jim-Bean yanked the knife out of Jawolalski’s thigh, triggering another screech from him. “DAMN IT! Fine! Fine! I’ll tell you. It’s insurance. I think I’m bleeding to death …”</p><p></p><p>Hammer roughly bandaged up the wound. “Insurance? Insurance for what?”</p><p></p><p>“I worked for a company. A company that makes some weird $#!t called Sapphire. If you met Lucy’s dad you know what it does. Turns out they’re crazier than even me. I needed out. So I took a little piece of insurance to make sure people take me seriously. ‘Course, with my history I couldn’t very well go to the police …”</p><p></p><p>“What company?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>Jawolalski started singing the ABC song. </p><p></p><p>“Cut that out!” said Hammer. “What company?”</p><p></p><p>“Amalgamated Bio-Carb. It’s a pharmaceutical company.”</p><p></p><p>“What’s in the box?” asked Jim-Bean tersely. </p><p></p><p>“Rover. Here boy!” He started whistling. “Here boy!”</p><p></p><p>Tageret opened the door. “What’s going on in here?” He caught sight of Jawolalski’s blood on the floor. </p><p></p><p>Hammer got up abruptly. “Give me the keys to your car. We’re going to check out this box.”</p><p></p><p>Tageret threw the keys to Hammer. </p><p></p><p>“Watch him,” said Jim-Bean to Tageret as he passed. Then they both set out in the pounding rain.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4712116, member: 3285"] [b]A Love in Need: Part 4 – The Prisoner[/b] The motel room was illuminated by a police cruiser. The flashing lights were eerie in the rain. An athletic, middle-aged man in a sheriff’s uniform stepped out of the sedan. There was a second person in the back of the cruiser. “You the manager?” he asked Kraygen. “Yeah?” asked Kraygen nervously. The stranger carefully held out his police I.D. “Office Tageret. I’m transporting a convict. The law grants you the right to decline us service – but the roads are flooded and I could use a room.” A muffled cackle came from the back seat of the sedan. “… it’s an emergency.” Hammer walked over, flashing his own badge. “Agent Hammer, Counter-Intelligence Field Agency. Who’ve you got there?” “Jawolalski, Jason Jawolalski.” Tageret dragged Jawolalski out of the cruiser and over to the room that Kraygen unlocked for him. Jawolalski’s long black hair was tied in a ponytail. He had brown eyes and a two day’s growth of beard. “That’s our man,” said Hammer. Jim-Bean joined them from the other room, his arm drenched in blood. “CIFA put out the APB. We’ll take him off of your hands.” “What the hell happened to you?” asked Tageret. He was perceptive enough to notice that they all had cuts and scrapes. Jim-Bean nodded to the other room. “Car accident. We’ve got one dead body in the other room.” Tageret shoved Jawolalski into the motel room. “You can kill Jawolalski too for all I care. This piece of garbage has enough convictions to put him away for awhile.” “If you’re gonna cuff him to something, the toilet’s bolted down good,” said Kraygen. Hammer shook his head. “Keep him in sight. Cuff him to the bed.” The beds, like everything else in the motel, were bolted to the floor. “Thanks so much for your assistance,” said Jawolalski, pissed. Tageret dragged Jawolalski over to the bed. Jawolalski growled in his face. “I got stripes,” he sang, “stripes around my shoulders…” Ignoring him, Tageret cuffed Jawolalski to the bed frame. “I got chains, chains around my feet … And them chains, them chains, they’re ‘bout to drag me down.” Tageret smacked Jawolalski’s head against the side of the bed frame. “Ow! Bastard!” shouted Jawolalski. “We’ll take it from here,” said Hammer. “Did he have anything on him?” “Yeah,” said Tageret. “A 9mm automatic pistol and a weird cardboard box.” Jim-Bean arched an eyebrow. “What kind of box?” Tageret shrugged. “Dripping something. I tried not to touch it. It’s in my trunk.” Hammer leaned down to face Jawolalski. “What’s in the box, Jawolalski.” Jawolalski flashed a gap-toothed grin. “What box?” “We know about the potion you gave Lucinda Ennis,” said Hammer. “Lucy?” Jawolalski cackled. “How’s her dad doing?” “Dead. Both of them.” “Oh wow,” Jawolalski feigned concern. “That’s too bad huh.” “I’m not going to ask you again, Jawolalski. What’s in the box?” Jawolalski smirked and said nothing. “We’ve got a dead body in the other room,” said Hammer. “Along with a little boy. We’re not sure whom he belongs to.” Tageret nodded. “I’ll check it out.” He left. Lightning fast, Jim-Bean pulled a knife out of his boot and stabbed Jawolalski in the thigh. “AAAAH!” screamed Jawolalski. “Jesus! What the hell? I got rights!” “Ever hear of the Patriot Act?” asked Hammer. “Right now you seem like a terrorist with a biological weapon to me. You don’t have any rights.” Jim-Bean yanked the knife out of Jawolalski’s thigh, triggering another screech from him. “DAMN IT! Fine! Fine! I’ll tell you. It’s insurance. I think I’m bleeding to death …” Hammer roughly bandaged up the wound. “Insurance? Insurance for what?” “I worked for a company. A company that makes some weird $#!t called Sapphire. If you met Lucy’s dad you know what it does. Turns out they’re crazier than even me. I needed out. So I took a little piece of insurance to make sure people take me seriously. ‘Course, with my history I couldn’t very well go to the police …” “What company?” asked Hammer. Jawolalski started singing the ABC song. “Cut that out!” said Hammer. “What company?” “Amalgamated Bio-Carb. It’s a pharmaceutical company.” “What’s in the box?” asked Jim-Bean tersely. “Rover. Here boy!” He started whistling. “Here boy!” Tageret opened the door. “What’s going on in here?” He caught sight of Jawolalski’s blood on the floor. Hammer got up abruptly. “Give me the keys to your car. We’re going to check out this box.” Tageret threw the keys to Hammer. “Watch him,” said Jim-Bean to Tageret as he passed. Then they both set out in the pounding rain. [/QUOTE]
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