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The Wicked Good and Killa' Bad in Beantown
By the time they had landed in Boston though she was warming up to him. They made their way back to Elijah's office and she had a seat while he made some phone calls. The man who he had spoke to before, still remaining nameless gave him a location he could bring the girl. It was a prestigious Apartment estate in Beacon Hill, in between M.I.T. and Cambridge. There was no specific time arranged he just told Elijah to bring her over and collect on the rest of his money. When he hung up the phone Tamara spoke. "So who was that? Why am I so special, there were tons of people in that van? Ans why are with that group anyway, are you some sort of... superhero?" |
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Elijah feels elated that there is no unexpected problem when they go back to Boston. Elijah is keeping his cool, even though if he wants to, he could take advantage on Tamara since there is a big possibility of Stockholm Syndrome happened after her rescue. Although his hot blood call for action, Elijah holds his ground and stays his hand. Of course, he would speak politely with her in order to make her ease.
Upon arriving in Boston, he calls his client and tell everything as well as Tamara's arrival. He could only hope that the debriefing method would not be overly devastating for this Ivy student. When Tamara asks, Elijah replies : "It is my client. They told me about your kidnapping and asked me to investigate. I am a Private Investigator that previously worked on Boston PD. So no, I am not a superhero. Maybe my... companion would be suitable in that role, but mostly I am just a man." Yeah, right. A man with ghost latched on his pistol. However, there is no point in telling her that and he has not showing anyone, or almost anyone, his power yet. Elijah continues : "My client would possibly de-brief you about this incident. I don't think they want this incident to be spread further. So I suggest you say that you don't remember anything. But meanwhile, can you tell me what do you remember? Please start from time of your kidnap."
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Tamara considered the question for a moment. "Umm... well not a whole lot. I was shopping and walking down the sidewalk it was a pretty normal day when this guy approached me."she began. "Now I know you have to be safe and what not but we were in a public street and I didn't want to be like that bitch Tina who looks down on everyone, so I smiled at him when he came up to me and... he looked into my eyes."she said her voice trailing off a bit.
"Those eyes. I won't forget them, they were memorizing. He... he asked me to follow him. I knew in the back of my mind I shouldn't everything in me told me not to. Alarm bells going off everywhere, but I couldn't help it. I just dropped my bags and followed. He took me back into the alley and had me get into a van." So far everything seemed to line up with the surveillance video Elijah had seen. Next was the part he hadn't seen. "So I was in the van, there were a bunch of other students in there. One guy and a bunch of girls. They all seemed pretty out of it too. After we drove for a bit people started to come to. The guy with us.. I think his name was Brent, got this brilliant idea that when they stopped he was going to play all hero and jump them. It didn't turn out well. He knocked the first guy down when he opened to door and we made a break for it, but then as we were running toward the gate this guy in black appeared out of no where. It was crazy he just picked Brent up by his throat snapped his neck and through him into the van."she explained. "The two guys who picked us up asked if we needed to be 'wiped' and the guy in black told them not to bother as we would be harvested soon anyway. Me and the other girls got scared and started to run and the men just grabbed us and drug us down stairs. Next thing I know I'm getting hosed down like in one of those Auschwitz documentaries and they strap us down on gurneys and drug us."she said tears in her eyes. "Then I woke up strapped to that table up in the air and you were grabbing me."she explained. "I guess I wasn't as scared when your friends started killing those guys because I knew the only person who had a shot at saving me hat to be at least as powerful as that dude in the black trenchcoat. You did get him right?"she asked. |
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Elijah frowns. From Tamara description, he is quite sure that the Children, or whoever their name is, has done this things countless time. It is a wonder why no one has... Oh right, someone definitely has known this. That was why they hire him, right?
Elijah tries to calm her down. Honestly, he is still young and hot-blooded. But he tries his best to keep himself professional. After all, she has gone through a lot of ordeal. Elijah sighs and then says : "Have you ever seen that guy previously? Have you heard that you are being targeted or they just select people at random? And you better forget things that happened. If anyone asked, you better said that people kidnapped you to be exported outside. That is more believable and it would not endanger your life from now on. Please trust me that there are people behind the scene that tries their best to cover these kind of things from leaking out to society." He grabs her hand to show his support and the seriousness of this situation. But if she rejects, then he would back off and not seems to force her at all.
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"Well there were rumors..." she said. "People going missing and stuff, but no one believed them they thought they were just old ghost stories made up to scare the college kids."she explained. "So you want me to lie? And say what they were trafficing people?
I mean I guess they sort of were, but shouldn't we be telling the cops or something?" she asked trying to digest what happened. As Elijah grabs her the seriousness of it all falls down on her like a ton of bricks. She grabs him and puts her head into his shoulder as she starts to cry. "Oh my god! Why me!! I won't tell anyone what happened. I just want to go home."she weaps. |
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Elijah frowns. So the situation has become dangerously close to surfacing. There would be repercussion for this kind of thing.
He tries his best to explain his point of view to Tamara : "Yes, why? Because this kind of thing wouldn't happen if they didn't bribe some of the cops and local government. That is why without knowing who is on their payroll, it is better to stay clear. Just forget this, and you can return to your life." When Tamara begins to cry on his shoulder, Elijah feels that his leg soften. He knows that there evil lurking in the darkness some months ago and he learns to cope with it. However, Tamara is on shock period. So, there is nothing that he could do except giving his shoulder as her crying place. He could only whispers in her ear : "You can. You just need to stick with the story and you'll go home. Everything happens for a reason. You just need to persevere." He tries his best to calm her down. If the moment is right, he would... No, he is better than that. He shouldn't take opportunity while she is vulnerable to get into her life. Elijah stays firm to his belief.
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Tamara having let out the peak of her emotion suddenly felt exhausted as she pulled away from Elijah.
"Sorry..."she apologized. "...and thanks for taking care of me. I don't know what their paying you, but well you've been good to me. I can tell them whatever you want."she explained. "Is that it then, I just go tell this story and... I never see you again?"she asked. There was emotion tinging her voice. It was clear she wasn't even sure what she was feeling."Well then... when do we go?" |
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Elijah smiles warmly to Tamara. He replies : "Well, this is my number. So if you want to chat, just text me. I would like to drink with you sometimes, if you want it."
While he is unsure how to continue their path, he is quite sure that his family doesn't really approve him dating with non-Jewish. But Elijah doesn't care about that right now, and to be frank, he is a healthy man that also has a need. However, he doesn't want to impose his presence to Tamara nor he wants to use his merit in saving her to take some opportunity. After giving Tamara his phone number and Whatsapp id, Elijah texts his employee : I have safely arrive on Boston with Tamara. Do you want me to come alone or with her to explain what happened? while saying : "Wait a minute. I am contacting them now."
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Tamara gives a smile and a nod when Elijah gives her his phone number. "I'd like that."she said with a slight smile. As she gathers up the few things she has Elijah makes the call. The voice on the other end request that both him and Tamara show up at the provided address that evening. They explained they wanted to verify she was alright and see if she had anything to add to the debriefing. |
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Elijah smiles confidently to Tamara. Who is not like a lovely girl like Tamara?
After that, he calls his client and get reply that he must go an address with Tamara tonight. Thinking upon safety, Elijah sends the address with brief description about his contact person to Kren. Just in case scenario. Elijah chuckles. He becomes more paranoid. But it can't be helped when he knows Angel, Demon, Vampire, Werewolves and Witches are really exist. What he has now is just a tad power from his spirit guardian. But he doesn't want to show a wary face in front Tamara. So instead, he tries to be cool and just says to her : "My client want to meet us tonight. What do you want to do before then?" Maybe she wants to go somewhere, or even shopping to reduce the stress. Maybe even bath, because she had been kept for God knows how long there without access to even water. Or she may want to eat something tasty. No matter what, he is there for her. Even if it's just temporary. Or if she wants it, it may even be permanent enough.
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Tamara seems excited at the prospect of free time but a little overwhelmed of the idea of what to do with it. "Well you know the last time I went shopping I got kidnapped by a bunch of... whatever they were. So how about we don't do that... I am hungry though. How about we get cleaned up and go somewhere?"she asks. "I suppose I should probably get a dress for tonight.. so maybe a little shopping."she says with a smile.
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"Mr. Blackstone is expecting you." the man said as he escorted them to the elevator. An attractive woman was waiting inside as they entered. She inserted a key and a concealed button lit up on the elevator making available the top floor. She pressed the button and the elevator quickly ushered them up. The ding of the bell opened the doors on cue as the grand suite was revealed to them. To call it an apartment was and understatement, the entire floor was reserved for Blackstone's purposes including and indoor pool, basketball court, find dining area and the conference room in which they were escorted. Calling it such seemed wrong however as Blackstone seemed to sit on sofa chair as if it were a throne before them. To each of his sides stood two large men in suits both pale in complexion and seeming to have Eastern European routs. Blackstone himself looked keenly american in his stature, but had a gentlemanly air to him that seemed to place him in more of the 16th century feel to him. "Greetings Elijah, it is a pleasure to finally meet you."he said. "Ahh and you must be the beautiful Tamara, we have spent a lot of time worrying about you."he recalled. Gesturing toward two sofa chairs before him, much smaller in stature than his own he continued. "Please take a seat. I want to hear all about your little... adventure." the way he had said the last word it seemed to have a bit of distaste in his mouth. "Please Tamara sit, and than you can tell me how it was that Elijah here had come to your rescue?" The girl looked at Elijah hesitantly as she looked at the chair as if to ask him if they were going to sit down or not. She wet her lips a bit and then seemed to compose herself. "Well um... Mr. Blackstone sir..." she began. "Bill, you can call me Bill." he said with a smile as if it wasn't obvious by all his pomp and circumstance that he demanded all of his people to address him formally. "Well then Mr. Bill... er I mean Bill. Um what happened was, well they kidnapped me, through me in this van along with some others." she looked at Elijah for strength as she began her story. "Well they took us to a warehouse and locked us up. They were getting ready to ship us in the back of a trailer somewhere, I think it was one of those big shipping containers that you see on back of trucks and at the naval yard... " she explained. "I think they were going to ship us abroad, what do they call that trafficing? Like where they sell people as slaves... it was horrible." Blackstone seemed to consider it for a moment. "Are you SURE that is what happened?" he asked as he spun his cane on the floor. "Yes sir." she answered. "Well did you at least get a look of any of these... kidnappers?" "Well there was the one, but he died on the way out." "Died... how?" Tamara looked at Elijah as if to say... You tell him. Last edited by Avner; Dec 22nd, 2017 at 02:29 PM. |
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Elijah is following procedure. He might be skinny on the outside, but he has confidence that is ingrained in his blood. Well, at least he hopes so. He truly hopes to have confidence and decisiveness as his father has.
During his travel with Tamara to his client's place, he tries to exude confidence and smiles to Tamara. Honestly, he is quite surprised to see his client's place. He is surely wealthy enough. Elijah thinks on his mind. There is even a valet to receive his car, something that he had experienced in country club that his father frequently visited. So at the least, he didn't act as total idiot that doesn't know his place. He just nods and let the valet park his car while he walks inside with Tamara. He was received by two people personally, showing wealth and importance of his client. He immediately thinks what to do if he is forced to escape here. Even with his multiple lives, Elijah thinks that he wouldn't be able to run away from this place given security that should be prepared somewhere. He doesn't believe a bit if there is no a squad or two with full tactical weapons that are ready to be deployed if this building is being attacked. A grand suite, more about entire floor. A penthouse is still understatement for this mansion. A noble manor within modern building is more appropriate term. And Mr. Blackstone is surely act as one. His way of seating and his servants' position shows something that he watched from royalty movie. From what his father taught him, it is more proper to wait until be addressed first. So after Mr. Blackstone said his greeting, he responds politely : "The pleasure is mine, Mr. Blackstone." before taking a seat which is allotted for them. When Tamara is struggling to find the proper words and asking him to continue, Elijah sighs and then takes over from there. Elijah says : "Bill, if I may, tell the story from the beginning. After Mr. Tall came to my office, I searched the last place where Tamara was kidnapped. I found the white van with plate number that was registered on New York. I drank in a bar named Smoldering Dragon and then by coincidence seeing the same white van went from the street near it. I follow it and I was surprised to see that the van consist of kidnapped people as well as other people that want to rescue them. So I joined forces with them and then rescue Tamara and others from what they call as Blood Farm. I shot some of them with my gun. The others, well, some using fire and gasoline to burn down the whole place. I believe I sent the gps coordinate to Mr. Tall beforehand. " While talking, Elijah pays close attention to Mr. Blackstone and his men's expressions. He wants to know whether they know more about this problem or not. They should have some expressions about 'kidnapped people', 'using fire and gasoline' and 'Blood Farm'.
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"As it should be. I don't grant audience with just anyone."he says matter of factly. The man clearly sees himself as important in someway, whether or not it is a large ego or actual fact would have yet to reveal itself. "Mr. Tall did indeed take a contingent to the Blood Farm you so referenced, but by the time they got there the thing was all ash and rubble."he explained. "Your handy work I presume?"he asked but did not wait for an answer.
"If there really was that much blood there it is an incredible waste of product, although I doubt it could have been salvaged anyway. No one really knows what they were really doing with it do they?"he said turning toward Tamara "Do they?" "Me?" she says. "Are you asking me?" "Yes my dear I am asking you. Well?" he responds. "Well... umm. After they kidnapped me I didn't see anything until Elijah saved me." she said cleverly weaving her words as to keep from betraying a lie. "Well in that case I think you have done your part my dear." he motioned to one of his men. "Can you please have her wait in the parlor while Elijah and I have a private chat?"he orders. One of the tall men walks over and gently escorts her over toward and enjoining door marked as the parlor. "Do not worry about her Elijah. It seems she is unaware of what really went on and I don't relish leaving more fingerprints about for the hunters than I have to."he explains as he stands and walks toward the balcony. "Come take a walk with me." he motions as they step outside looking at the incredible view. "This you see is my city, it always has been. Since the beginning you see. Yes I had to suffer some slight name changes and aliases as I couldn't have everyone realizing it was the same man pulling the strings, but one way or another I have always been here. I am one with this city and I will not suffer a fool who attempts to take it from me."he says with a bit more venom in his voice on his last thought. "Which leaves us at a conundrum. My men were not able to find any evidence of who was running this blood operation, but if they were at the Smoldering Dragon they most likely are one of my kin." he explained. "That place is basically a sanctuary for us supernatural types. Mainly though its a hub of vampires and their ghouls. If the driver of that van was there than this was an inside job. Which makes sense since they are concentrating on the Blood trade." Blackstone says as he considers it. "I'll have to consider who else might be controlling the chessboard unless you have something else to add?" he asks. "For now though I would like to put you on retainer. You have done well and I think I could use more of that kind of work. If your up for it I have something else for you to look into. What do you say Elijah?" |
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