Hi guys, don’t worry my foot was fine I just had a twisted ankle, now I have two places to take you, aren’t you lucky. The first story is from what I’ve heard from other people after all this was said and done, so enjoy.
Anthony shouts inks name down the phone, even after it cut off, this can’t be happening again he thought over and over. He looks over at Aidan and Thomas, who were just throwing everything they stole into a back of a unmarked van, he puts his phone is his back pocket running over.
“I need you to pinpoint the last location of inks phone” he starts, trying to remain calm but he couldn’t stop his hands from shaking, Aidan looks at him confused going to speak but Anthony is quick to cut him off “just do it okay! I think he was just in a car accident with my wife and daughter in the car with him, I need to know where they are!” He shouts, just wanting Aidan to hurry up.
He gets the point and starts to type really fast on the laptop in front of him, Anthony continues to try and call ink but it took him straight to voicemail. A few minutes pass before Aidan shouts he’s got it sending it over to Anthony’s phone, he looks down knowing exactly where that was.
“You two handle all this, I need to find them” he shouts, taking off running before they could answer him.
He couldn’t let this happen again.
Yeah so that happened, like I said before, I’ve heard that story a few times from people and testimonies…. but thats skipping way ahead in the story. On to the second one of the night, I do treat you guys, this is Blake, as normal, but things were gonna take a turn no one as expecting.
Blake was in his regular chair at the police station, he thought they should put a plague with his name he’d sat there so much. He refills his plastic cup with water, he’d got used to the dull taste and sat back for another day of just staring at the wall. He was able to tell what different people were here for just by looking at them, he knew when someone had to bail out a family member or friend, and sadly knew when people had to be given bad news.
A small odd looking man runs in the police station out of breath, shouting that he needed to talk to someone, Blake took a look closer to see it was all dirty and beaten up.
“Listen, I need to talk to the lead officer of the Freya Richards or Edwards, whatever the fuck her last name is! I need to talk to someone!” He shouts, this immediately gets Blake’s attention causing him to rise out his chair.
Jacob walks out his office looking over at Blake, where they both make their way over to him, the guy continued to shout until he looked over at them.
“Are you the people I need to talk to?” He asks looking between both men, Jacob nods while Blake crossed his arms studying the guy.
“I know everything, where she is, what’s happening to her and what he’s planning” he starts listing things, immediately making Blake raise an eyebrow, how the heck would he know all that?
“And how is it you know all this information?” Jacob asks, not knowing whether this guy is making it all up for attention or he’s actually serious.
“Cause I’m the guy that helped Anthony kidnap her” he simply replies, causing everyone’s jaws to drop.
If you haven’t guessed it already that’s ink, apparently he took my advice so well that he wanted to help me escape. I know, I would never had saw that coming, he actually did help a lot but also caused a bunch of the next events to happen.
Wanna see what went down? of course you do.