‘Shit’ Says Shaw garnering the attention of his fellow officers.
‘Do you know who that was?’ Asks one of the officers
‘Yeah its Frank’s brother, Adam.’
Sixty Four
‘What the hell are you doing here Eddie? Haven’t you got a city to protect?’ Asks Frank, sparking up a cigarette as he pats Eddie down for a concealed weapon, Eddie shakes his head as he relaxes once Frank has stopped frisking. Both men look at each other intently before Frank flicks a cigarette at him. Frank extends his arm and lights it.
‘So are you going to answer me?’ Asks Frank who’s visibly growing more impatient, jittering his hands at his sides, ash sprinkling off his cigarette.
‘I am wondering the same thing Frank. What are you doing here all kitted up like you’re going to war or something’
‘That’s exactly where I’m going Eddie. I’m going to war with that son of a bitch. He killed all those innocent people and slaughtered Tasha like an animal. I liked her; she was the first person who gave me more than a stale look. The first person to ask how I was feeling and not mean “Are you up for the job”’
Eddie moves in closer, taking a seat on a lopsided crate next to Frank. Frank remains standing awkwardly as he beams his sight down to the visibly tired District Attorney Eddie Smith.
‘Look Frank, we need you back to headquarters…’
‘I know what you’re going to say, I’m not having none of it Eddie. Its bullshit, the whole thing is bullshit. You can’t just take me off a case and then expect me to run back into action blindly. First you guys ring me up yesterday, begging me to come back after I was sent home to “cool off”. I’m not playing these games any more. If you guys aren’t going to make a move on that ass hole Chase, then I will just have to see to his demise myself.’
‘We are going to make a move on him, that’s why we need you. Shaw has said that he wants you back in the field. He says he needs you to get the job done.’
Franks smiles at Eddie who is staring a hole into him, his cigarette is illuminating the surrounding warehouse clutter with a tint of fiery orange.
‘Bullshit! That guy is a complete moron. All he’s interested in is making my life hell. He has been nothing but condescending to me since this whole escapade has started.’
Frank goes silent as he clicks some thoughts around in his head.
‘I know why you’re asking me to come back. That dirt bag Connor is threatening to blow some hostages to high heaven, isn’t he?’
Eddie nods his head; taking one last drag on his cigarette he discards it. He stands up and squares off to Frank, looking at him as he cracks a stern shake of his head.
‘Look Frank, enough of this bullshit. You know you’re just swinging a game here. I know you like I know my right hand on a cold and lonely night. You’re going to play this game for as long as I’m willing, truth is I can’t be asked to go through these hoops of yours. If you’re going to come back then I suggest you hurry up and make up your damn mind.’
Frank smiles at Eddie, relieving some of the tension in the room.
‘Yeah you know me, Super Detective Frank McKenzie. “There for the public when I’m not high or contemplating blowing my own head off”’.
‘That’s pretty dark Frank, seeing how you’re an emotional wreck whose addicted to pain pills and horse tranquilisers, its better coming from you then me’.
‘Speaking off how well you know me, how did you know I’d be here?’
Eddie stops still and faces Frank with his hands out.
‘I had your shoes bugged.’ Says Eddie calmly
Frank laughs as he strips his weapon’s belt off and places it down on the ground. Both men walk out of the warehouse towards Eddies Mercedes. Frank gets in the passenger’s side.
Sixty Five
Crystal is sitting down at her seat that’s vibrating along to the friction of the trains every turn. Across the small cabin sits Jason who is dozing off. Next to him Jenifer is cuddled up, holding onto his arm tightly as the train moves violently along the tracks. Crystal’s thoughts have been drifting from Jason to Jenifer. She still feels bad about succumbing to Jason. Jenifer and her have not spoken for a good three hours and its grating on Crystal. She leans forward and shakes Jenifer awake. Jenifer’s eyes blink a few times as she blankly stares at Crystal wide eyed, finally she focuses and manages to frown at her while she lets go of Jason and moves in closer to Crystal who by now is a hairs length away from her face.
‘Look Jen we can’t be fighting for the whole trip.’ She whispers
‘Fighting? We haven’t even started Crystal, what you did was desperate and selfish. I wouldn’t ever do anything like that to you. You can’t surely think that I’m going to let this go, I like Jason and you go and blow him off in the toilets!’
‘What do you mean you wouldn’t do anything like that to me? What about Ryan at high school. Don’t you think I don’t know about you and him screwing in the school toilets? Why do you think I broke up with him?’
Jenifer’s face drops in shock of what she is hearing.
‘Two wrongs don’t make a right Crystal’
‘That’s what I’m trying to say here Jen. We need to just forget about this crap and move on. He’s just a boy and one that we just met at that. You’re not going to throw away years of friendship for an idiot like him. He played us both.’
Both girls look at Jason simultaneously. He is motionlessly slumped on the arm rest of his chair fast asleep. Both girls smile at each other.
‘You’re right hun’. Fuck him; we’ve had too many good times to spoil it over some hot piece of ass!’ Says Jenifer
Both girls giggle, their hands over their mouths to muffle the sound. They both look over at Jason who twitches restlessly but then remains still.
‘Let’s move to the front of the train, get away from him for the rest of the journey’ Suggests Crystal.
Jenifer nods in agreement as both girls grab their hand luggage from underneath their seats. Crystal opens the cabin door, cautiously stepping over Jason’s sprawled out legs. Jenifer follows, brushing her leg against his. Both girls make their way out of the cabin, the train jolts violently as they brace themselves against the door.
‘You two aren’t going anywhere’
Both girls turn around to see Jason holding a 9MM square in their direction. They both freeze in fear as Jason slowly gets up. Crystal looks at Jenifer and shakes her head in disapproval. Jenifer shrugs as she slowly braces herself. Another violent jolt by the train sends Crystal flying forward, landing on Jason. Jenifer takes the opportunity and bolts out of the cabin and flees up the narrowing hallway. Jason punches Crystal in the face knocking her unconscious as her head thumps on the support leg of the chair Jason was sitting on. He shoves her off him and gets up, pulling back the hammer on the gun as he exits the cabin. He sees Jenifer approach the trailer door to the economy seating, as she puts her hands on the door handle, he fires a shot. The bullet pierces clean through her shoulder, exiting her body and hitting the doors glass. Blood spatters up the door as she lands head first, her skull hitting the broken glass, penetrating the window, going straight through. Her hair is caught in the sharp glass surrounding her head; Jason reaches the door and pulls her out by her hair, freeing her from the glasses heavy grip, ripping her flesh off her face and forehead. He throws her to the ground and takes aim over her. She lies on her back looking at him with pleading eyes, blood escaping into the ridges of her mouth and corners of her eyes. He fires another shot straight into her head, a dust ball of blood scatters around her head, imploding on the hard metal floor of the train. The shot rings loud invoking a chorus of screams on the other side of the bloodied door. He gets up and cocks the hammer once more, ejecting the spent shell to the floor, still smoking from the heat of the gun. He looks through the broken glass on the cabin door as he sees passengers escaping their seats and running up the aisle of the train. He opens the door, gripping the bloodied handle, his hand sliding off as he enters the fray of the economy class. He takes aim at two marshals who have their guns drawn and shoots both of them consecutively in the blink of an eye. Both officers go down fast. The shots get the attention of the passengers as they look on in horror, hiding and ducking out of sight behind their chairs. Jason takes a steady aim at them.