The Cabin in the Woods

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  • Published: 13 May 2017
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Privington, Ashville not only holds the most interesting records of criminals, but it also is the home to the three young detectives; Marty, Wesley, and Jackie. After closing down yet another stolen goods operation, the trio is called upon to take on another task. However, this time it's different, and later on known to be extremely dangerous.

Chief Blanton, of the Privington Police Department, has given the young sleuths the task of finding his son, who has disappeared. Of course they accept, not knowing exactly what they were getting themselves into. When Jackie gets kidnapped, will the trio decide to back off or will they fight on? Will they find the chief's son, or will they fail?

Read on to dive deeper into this mystery.

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8. Chapter 8 - (Jackie's P.O.V)

 

Whatever their plan had entailed, I wouldn't know. At some point Wesley had magically appeared. He had probably stood behind Johnston for a few seconds, awaiting for the perfect moment to strike. And I couldn't have been more thankful for him to be here right this moment. As Johnston bent to pick up Marty, I turned to the empty hallway and called Wesley's name. As I had hoped the two older men took a glance at the place I had called to, giving us the perfect opportunity to do what was needed to get away.

 

Wesley kicked Johnston who was still frozen in a bent over position, causing him to sprawl face first onto the floor. Realizing that something was going on, Carlton turned and came at me, but missing only by mere inches fell on top of his colleague as he tripped over my foot. That was when I heard what sounded like a horde of people making their way towards us. There were still the other three! We were absolutely done.

 

"Freeze!" a police officer roared.

 

Or not.

 

Four other men clad in the blue uniforms paused behind the first man, guns out and aimed at the two men piled on top of each other.

 

"What about the others?" I asked worriedly, hoping they hadn't gotten away.

 

"Don't worry about them. They've already been taken care of," Wesley assured me.

 

The five policemen put the two criminals in cuffs and took them away. Two stayed behind to get insight on what had happened before they arrived, and what we had learned. Explaining that we had followed Johnston here and found the hidden room perked their interest the most, so we lead them to the still wide open doorway. As we reached the end we learned that it was indeed the room that held all the stolen goods. It was very large and recently renovated to suit their needs. Crates lined the walls and were stacked as high as they could go, making it look like a place where artifacts were held until they were sent to museums all around the world. And there were so many! I wonder how they could keep this up without getting caught for so long. It had been at least a week, two weeks since this operation started. As of now, though, they were done for and would be in jail for some time.

 

Not only would they be there for the thefts, but also for inflicting harm upon Marty and myself. Here in Privington, Ashville, you'd be in big trouble for doing something like that by itself. Especially when it's towards people who are involved with police work and such alike. The officer who had been speaking with me—Officer Brooks—called in more people to assist him in bringing the valuables back to where they belong, and also to collect any further evidence they could against the convicts. At last we were free to go home for the night. I couldn't wait to rest at home, but that didn't mean we had much time for relaxing. When you're in the detective business, you're always on the run.

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