Summer Kids

When Lucas Tweedle, leader of Left Hand Private Investigators, receives a box containing a film he hasn't seen in years, he is prompted on a road trip across miles and years. He has to save Eva Grey, the only girl that ever loved his teenage self.
She may be in the clutches of the Nemesis Crime Ring but the memories of the summer after college graduation haunt the both of them.

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43. ANSWERS

 

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO - ANSWERS

EVA

 

She woke again to beeping sounds and blood-clotted hair, desperately wanting a shower but knowing that she wouldn’t be able to get one until the next day. Her head wound had been stitched but the fear had exhausted her. Lucas wasn’t in the room and the seats beside her bed were replaced with her parents. She smiled and cracked out their names when she could.

“Eva, thank god you’re here,” her mother whispered and squeezed her hand tightly. Her father was beside her nervously, looking just as scared as her mother was. He cleared his throat.

“Your mother got that Tweedle boy to help find you; we missed you every single day,” the words were hard for him to say, and she could see the very effort that it took for him to say them.

“Thank you for that,” she said and basked in being with her family again, catching up with what had happened in the near two months that she had been gone. They didn’t talk about what had happened in the Compound. No, that was saved for the police that would come in later and take her statement. She laughed and she told her father what she had thought about being thrown in the pool and how it had affected her since. Her mother had whacked him on the back of the head and tears had sprouted in his eyes when she barely mentioned how it formed her fear and why she was taken.

“I’m sorry Eva,” he croaked out and although the bond between them wasn’t fixed exactly, some cracks were healed and she felt the pressure in her chest alleviate ever so slightly.

“I need to see Lucas,” she said after a few beats of quiet. Her parents tried to interject, try to reinforce the promise her mother had made all those years ago but Eva had her reasons. “I need to see him, you trusted him with my case and he saved me. I need to see him.”

They relented eventually and soon they were walking out of the room and having a quiet word outside with the man Eva hadn’t seen in nearly eight years. How fast the time had gone since their last meeting, since their last kiss.

He entered with a sheepish grin on his face and concern laced in the lines of his face. “Are you feeling better Eva?” he asked as though he didn’t know what else to say.

“Yeah I am,” she gulped, “But we need to talk about more than that,” she crossed her arms across the thin fabric of the hospital sheets.

“I’m sorry for everything I said, everything I did that night,” he said and she didn’t need a head wound to tell her that he was referring to their argument. “It was stupid and thoughtless and arrogant.”

“The whole thing was arrogant and stupid,” she sighed, “my part in it too. I shouldn’t have gone into that pool without telling you, I shouldn’t have said the things that I said but we did and we survived it.” She tried to smile but even Lucas could tell that it was hard for her to do so.

Then he gathered up the courage to come closer to her, collapse into the chair by her side and look properly into her eyes. They were honest and still the very same Lucas that she had loved when she was eighteen.

“When I heard you had been taken I lost it–“ he gulped, “I couldn’t imagine you being gone, you turning up dead like all those other girls,” he couldn’t finish half of the words, the sentence sticking in his throat as though the words were daggers.

“But you saved me, just like I knew you would, my Applehead.” She patted his knee, hand reaching out to him and he unfroze.

“That I did,” he murmured and they laughed because they were together and they were halfway there.

 

SHAWNA

 

She had discharged herself from the hospital early on the promise that Edward would escort her everywhere. Lucas was in Eva’s room, taking her statement and catching up with his long lost best friend and Shawna had work to do back at the police station.

“They say Victor Able isn’t talking,” Edward said to her as he looked through the mirror at her. They were driving to the police station and he kept giving her wearied glances. She didn’t blame him, after all, it hadn’t been long since she was stabbed by William, a member of the NCR.

“Don’t worry I have a plan,” she sniggered and wound her way through the station when she arrived. She threw off the worried glances from Kayleigh and James, walking towards the interrogation room that held Lloyd Webber.

He looked up when she entered, like all those times before when she had questioned him. But this time was different. “I believe I said that you owed me and I know exactly how you can pay me,” she began sitting down carefully and wincing when the wound on her abdomen burned for a single second, “The NCR is finished, the Compound was raided and liberated, Victor Able sits in an interrogation room just like this with cuffs around his hands. You can pay me by telling me everything you know about this organisation, how it started, how it planned to end, everything.”

Lloyd sighed, an exhausted exhale through pursed lips and he looked her with a barely there glance, then he spilled. “The NCR started when Frederick Able had a hallucination from God saying he would eradicate fear, it would only be those that were fearless that would go to Heaven. He recruited some men from his company and some from his church and began kidnapping women. Some of his men even went through the tests at the start. They were named Nemesis because they wanted to be feared by fear itself and they were a crime ring because they had bases in London, Manchester and Edinburgh. Edinburgh is the first and the biggest, the most well-known to the media because it would draw the attention away from the other two. He died of cancer and left Victor the business. I was there just before Victor was brought in, recruited because I was a part of the church and because I didn’t want to be weak. I wanted to be strong, strong to be against what my father always told me, against what my father did to my mother when he murdered her with his abuse. He offered me money, which I used to help my mother divorce my father. I was tested and I became fearless and worthy and yet I kept going.” He steadily gave them names and locations, plans on why they taunted Lucas and sent the note and the film because Victor wanted to be as brave as his father when he planned for Edinburgh to be in the media’s spotlight. He told them everything and in the dim light of the interrogation room, Shawna’s pain was forgotten as a smile came over her.

 

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