Dripping With Suspicion 6

Updated on March 6, 2018
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It starts as one small drip ... then it magnifies into an ocean of trouble.
It starts as one small drip ... then it magnifies into an ocean of trouble.

Part Six—The Revelation

Grabbing the phone from Keon’s hand Hamilton starts talking, his mannerisms revealing minor irritation.

“Ok, Curtis … what've you got?” Hamilton questions.

“Well it seems that our Steve was on her way to another assignment with Uncle Bobby … this time to Philadelphia to bring back bond-jumping Clinton Jessup no less!” Curtis now being convinced that this tidbit of information should finally be revealed.

“What … what … damn … of course she wasn’t going to say anything about it until after the fact. Doesn’t that crazy woman know just how dangerous that is? Has Bobby lost what little resemblance of a brain he has?” By this time, Hamilton is halfway between a shouting match and apoplexy.

“And … that’s not the half of it, I’m afraid. It also seems that Jake Raspberry, our custodian informant, while emptying one of the waste paper receptacles also remembers seeing someone that looked like Steve being helped into a van by a couple of men.” Curtis states bracing himself for the eruption.

“Being helped … what did he mean by that?” Hamilton further interrogates.

It takes a lot to "ruffle this man's feathers" but Hamilton is using his prosecutor skills.
It takes a lot to "ruffle this man's feathers" but Hamilton is using his prosecutor skills.

“That’s what he said … like she wasn’t able to get in there of her own volition. He said she was kinda wobbly.” Curtis replies.

“So … why the hell didn’t he say something to the men?” Hamilton asks.

“He said he started to but before he could get anything out of his mouth the men high-tailed it out of there like their asses were aflame.” Curtis replies trying to stifle a chuckle given the gravity of the situation.

“Hmm … I don’t remember the security guard mentioning anything about a janitor.” Hamilton quickly rehearses previous conversations.

“You’re right. This damn jigsaw puzzle is getting harder and harder to put together.” Curtis complains.

“That’s because there are so many pieces. There’s an old saying. If there’s an accident and five people see it; you are going to get five different versions of what happened.”

“So, Curtis … just how long have you known that Steve and Uncle Bobby had an assignment in Philly?” Hamilton asks much to Curtis’ surprise.

Leaving from the back door can be a sure sign that something is going on.
Leaving from the back door can be a sure sign that something is going on.

And Further Developments ...

After leaving Jimmy’s Bar and Grill, Sabrina and Rico (the new security guard) depart in different cars. "I knew when I saw those two arrogant... Damn!” Sabrina wails not at all happy with the current developments.

Sabrina knows she must act quickly, having been seen with the guard. “Stupid, stupid, stupid – you idiot you knew it was a bad idea to stop at Jimmy’s for caffeine,” She admonishes herself as she drives, her mind working in full gear.

Aloud Sabrina is almost in hysteria as she laments on the previous events. “Why did I let that louse of a brother, Clinton Jessup involve me in this mess? Everything that I’ve manage to build is falling like a house of cards! I even changed my name and established a new identity for myself to disconnect myself from that loser. But when he threatens to expose me if I didn’t play along—what else could I do. All to get even with Bobby Merewether! Whatever happens to him is fine with me. I was a fool to let him talk me into this caper. But I'm getting the hell out of Dodge. They never knew, still don't know who I am, but that's okay. If I can put some distant between me and Dripping Springs I should be home free. Let Clinton deal with that Merewether clan.”

It's easy to disappear in the wilderness.
It's easy to disappear in the wilderness.

As Sabrina drives, she can hear the helicopter overhead. “Steve should be on it by now; drugged out of her head. I have nothing against her. Hell—for the little time I was at the Justice Center we were rather chummy. It’s that damn Bobby Merewether. He should have known Clint wouldn’t just “take a licking and keep on ticking. But why would the dummy drag his niece into this mess? I'm glad I filled up this morning. I don't have to stop for anything, except to dump this car. They all know it. Damn it, Clinton”

Sabrina turns off the main road. The dirt road is barely visible. She remembers when she was a kid, playing all over this area. She could hide there for as long as she wanted. No one would ever find her. No one except her brother knew anything about these caves. Sabrina hoped he'd be too busy elsewhere to concern himself with her. Then, she could ditch the car in the cave.

Afterwards, Sabrina approaches her vintage 1965 blue Mustang convertible and lovingly taps the rear of the car as she would a baby's bottom. “No one has ever seen me in this.” She says, smiling to herself.

Going further into the cavern reveals a larger area which is both clean and dry. Sabrina has spent a lot of time, energy and money decorating this place. Now it is evident that it was worth it. Sabrina can stay here the next several days safe and secure without them realizing just how near she is.

“Those old fools at the Justice Center will nab Clinton and his cronies while I keep a low profile here. It’s just a matter of time before he’ll be safely behind bars and they will have forgotten all about me. Then I can start over in another town and this time things will be different.” Sabrina sighs feeling very satisfied with herself.

Sabrina lies down on the single cot, closes her eyes and remembers how Steve looked on the day they first met. As was her custom—Steve was fashionably dressed and her family was by her side. Her beautiful hair was pulled back into a severe chignon and she looked very happy. “I wonder how happy she looks now?”

To be continued …

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      Jacqueline Williamson BBA MPA MS 11 days ago from Memphis

      Sabrina just doesn't realize what a mess she is in.