CONVICTED:chapter 16 :-0

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CONVICTED:chapter 16 :-0

POV-Frank- “AAAHHHH, god I want out of this stupid place already!!!!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. I knew all too well the room was sound proof, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted out and I wanted out now. I looked over and Mikey was glaring at me…still. He has only been giving me the same death glare for the past half hour. “Frank calm down, well be out soon, hopefully and Mikey stop looking at Frank like that because its not getting us anywhere.” Bob ordered. It has been the first time, in a long time that Bob as ever uttered a word, for reasons he won’t tell us. Finally a woman stepped into the room. She smiled and began to speak, but before she could say a single salable Mikey blurted, “Where are we, who are you, and what the hell do you want!!” “Smooth Mikey, real smooth.” I teased. “Oh yeah Frank, well ya know what at least I don’t go around screaming randomly when I know people can’t here me.” “Oh shut up Mikey your just a kid what do you know.” Then the fighting began, Mikey and I began spitting things at one another so fast I lost track of who said what. “GENTALMEN!!” yelled a foren voice. Mikey and I shut our mouths as if on command. She cut the ropes the held us down, and said, “Follow me please. Don’t worry we will not harm you but if you try to escape, then we will be forced to use our hand. And I warn you don’t take that lightly.” She opened the door and Mikey, Bob, and I followed in a perfect straight line. She lead us to a room that looked like a plan old conference room, one that you could find in a fancy office building. The table was very long and huge, and surrounded by rolling chairs. “Have a seat, Madam Demetria shall be entering soon, she has some un-finished business to take care of.” The way she said ‘un-finished business’ made me shiver, and get the chills. With a few exchanged glances, we all knew to sit closely together. Bob sat in between Mikey and I, personally I thought it was a good idea because otherwise I might have strangled the kid.” A few seconds after we got seated, a woman who looked about 20 with rainbow colored hair gracefully entered the room. Even though her hair was bright and colorful, her makeup and clothing weren’t so much on the sunny side. She was wearing dark black lipstick, thick black eyeliner, and mascara; her clothes were a plain long sleeve black shirt, black jeans, black combat boost, and a black cloak, that look like something Red Riding Hood would wear but black and not red. She didn’t smile when she noticed us, she just nodded her head and the Italian lady left, shutting the glass door behind her. She cleared her thought and opened her mouth to begin speaking but Bob beat her too it. “What the hell are you going to do with us, and are you involved in Bandit’s disappearance too?” the woman shut her mouth, and glared at Bob. She glanced from Mikey to Me and then said, “Well, Mr. Bryar if you would kindly let me speak I’m sure all your questions will be answered,” she paused to see if anyone of us would speak, when no one did she continued, “My name is Demetria, and I requested my servants bring you here. Bandit, yes she is here but she isn’t Bandit anymore.” We all looked at her like she was crazy, she rolled her eyes and sighed. “Gentlemen, Bandit isn’t your friends daughter she was put there so she could be safe, we used him and his wife because we knew with them being famous she would protect her identity. We faked the whole thing, but Gerard and Linz never knew, until recently. Linz finally got smart and began putting the pieces together, we watched her closely and when she finally knew the truth we knew she would tell Gerard that’s when we pulled the plug. We left hints that pointed right to Janelle, but when Gerard ruined the plan we simply created a distraction. That’s when I sent my servants to capture you, and the girl of course. Her mother and boyfriend had decided it was her time to re-turn home, to her true home here with us at Better Living Industries.”
POV-Gerard- when Janelle ran out of the station, I wanted to go after her, but I had to see if they had any leads on who took my daughter, brother, and friends. As I talked to the secretary, I couldn’t get to things off my mind: 1) my daughter, of course, and 2) Janelle. It was weird for me because I don’t really think about people who are younger than me, if ya know what I mean. But there is just something about Janelle that reminds me so much of Bandit and Linz its unreal. Maybe it was just the way she has a go-with-the-flow attitude like Bandit, or the way she smiles and laughs like Linz, I don’t know what it was, but its haunting me. As I slowly made my way back to the bus, the memory of Bandit asking Janelle her age re-played in my head , ‘19’ she said. “19,” I repeated aloud. 19…….and I’m how old, like in my thirty’s, yep BIG age difference. I pulled the bus door open, and stepped inside, just as I did so I heard the sound of someone crying….Janelle, I thought. I followed the sound and stopped in front of Frank’s bunk, peeled back the curtain and sat at the edge of the bed. “You okay?” I said. Janelle looked at me, her eyes were puff and red from crying, and tears welded up in her eyes. She wiped them away and said, “Yeah yeah, I’m fine. Just all the stress has finally hit me. Have you seen Shadow?” I gave her a funny look, her face was like a giant depressing question mark. “No, I just assumed she was stolen with Frank, Mikey, and Bob.” “But it wouldn’t make ant since, why would they need Shadow she’s a jailbird?”