Private Voices: Part 41
The Story So Far
Janice James is a Private Detective haunted by her troubled past and the death of her son and a fractured psyche, forcing her to see her son Brandon as well as others. With the help of her late son and her mentor, a former police officer named Sean, she runs her service, helping people in trouble. Three years after the death of their son, Janice and her estranged husband Bill are moving into their new home behind a wall. Bill offered the wall to a creative art class to paint a mural. After a ceremony to honor their late son, Janice and her ex-husband Bill prepare to live together again. Janice's assistant, a young woman named Jennifer Gordon, known as Jenny, while happy to see them together now must find a way to work around the new awkwardness. After a trip home to see her family, Jenny comes to terms with her new life in Ohio and a disconnect from her family. Janice was hired to help a man named Stanley Franco find out why his wife Ava is fighting a divorce. During the investigation, she stumbled onto a unique counterfeiting scheme designed to infect scanning machines allowing the user access to a company's funds. When her client was murdered, Janice turned her case over to the local police. She contacted someone from the secret service with help from her mentor, a former police officer named Sean. In the process, she found herself being watched by the FBI and Ava, a woman that isn't who she appears to be. Ava wants Janice dead for her part in chasing her out of the States, to her Island near Cuba.
Ava's assistant Yara with the help of her sister Maria plans on escaping the island and Ava's control while the US Navy moves in. Ava starts her plan going between Miami and Fort Myers. She found a hitchhiker named Lance on the way she would either keep or feed to the alligators.
Janice's former partner/mentor took a trip to Miami beach. While in Miami, Ava Sees Sean. Ava sent lance with a fake bomb hoping he would either kill Sean or get killed by Sean.
Janice takes on a new client whose husband seems to be blackmailing women into sleeping with him. The client is backed by the husband's firm, who wants to use his indiscretions to kick him out of the company. The target seems to be using blackmail for sex and recording the transactions.
- Private Voices: Part 40
Sean wakes up to find a stranger in his room with a gun.
Ava’s trip to the bank was uneventful except for how the manager gushed over her deposit. She almost felt sorry for him. His world was about to end, and he didn’t even know. She also wanted to go back in and slit his throat, smearing the blood across herself.
As she worked on her needs, her phone rang. “Ava, my love, you did wonderfully. The program is up and running, giving us access to the system. Now let’s talk about where we go from here.”
Ava leaned back as she when just a little harder down on herself.
She said, “I don’t know about you, but my plan is to get out of here, and the west before all hell breaks loose.”
The voice on the other side of the call clicked his tongue then he said, “sorry, my love, but we may have misled you on our plan. We were never going to crash their systems. We want to own them, not destroy them. The program will allow us access and control.”
Ava said, “I gave up everything for this plan. I lost my home and my love for this plan.”
The voice said, “Shush Ava, just be a good girl and die.”
Ava’s car shut off, and the door locks engaged. A mist of gas filled the cabin than the 1969 pearl white Ford GT40 went up in a fireball.
Ava leaned forward from the backseat of the minivan she was hiding in and saw what was supposed to be her funeral pyre. Knowing not to trust her employer, Ava found a vehicle she would never be caught dead in and took it over. To do this, she had to take control of the family that was in the minivan. For Mitch Gregg, that meant he was duct-taped to the driver’s seat while his wife Brenda was taped in place beside him, and their twelve-year-old daughter Jennifer was sitting next to Ava trying not to scream. None of them knew that the six-year-old Sean, the youngest of their family, had suffocated in the back with tape covering his mouth and nose.
Ava put the tip of her blade on the ear of Mitch and said, “Put your foot on the break while I work the shifter. You will drive me where I say, then I will let you go.”
Mitch did as she said, and soon they were off. She knew that she couldn’t go back to her hotel. Her employers think she is dead, but they weren’t stupid. They would have someone watching for her. She had enough diamonds to do whatever she wanted, but all she wanted was to find Yara and get Janice.
About three miles from Daytona Beach, the minivan ran out of gas. They rolled to a stop along the highway. Ava leaned forward and licked Mitch’s ear.
She said, “Well, I guess you and your family have served your purpose, and now I should let you go.”
Mitch turned his head to Brenda, who was nearly gagging as she cried. In the mirror, he could see his daughter and the look of surrender on her face. While they drove, Ava had a knife the young girl's throat. For a second, he thought about smashing the van into a guard wall, but he didn’t know if his son would survive. As he stared at his wife, Ava’s blade came up through the back of the seat and through Brenda’s chest. Ava stabbed her two more times, as Jennifer screamed.
She then put the blade to Mitch’s neck and whispered, “First, I killed the boy, then your bitch, and when I am done with you, I’ll kill the girl.”
She pushed his head forward and stabbed him in the side of the neck, going all the way from one side to the other, then she forced the blade forward and out nearly decapitating him.
Ava gathered whatever she could find in the back of the van and left the family to rot just off the side of the road. The Greggs were on vacation and had spent three days at Disney. Most of their clothing was Disney themed, and while Ava hated all of it, she knew she wouldn’t be recognized in such gear. Besides, the twelve-year-old’s shirts were nice and tight. With the proper application of a knife, she made the mouse sexy. Ava checked the cold dead thing that was Sean and drove her knife into him to make sure he was dead. She then checked on Jennifer. Ava spent an hour making shallow cuts all over the young girl’s body from her face to her feet. Jennifer was lying still in the back on a seat covered in her own blood. Ava used every bit of their water and moist towelettes to get the blood off her before she dressed. She could see that Jennifer was still alive somehow.
Ava said, “Most people would have died after what I did to you.”
Ava took out a small bag of the diamonds and gave them to Jennifer.
She said, “The best way to get over a traumatic past is to empower yourself over others.”
Ava closed the van door and went to the highway with her thumb up, looking for some more fun on her way to Ohio and revenge.
For what felt like the longest time, Jennifer lay there waiting to die. She felt both hot and cold all at the same time. She knew this feeling from a bad cold she had when she was very young. Back then, Jennifer had developed pneumonia and had nearly died. She moved slowly, feeling every cut. The first time her foot hit the ground was sheer agony than the other foot. Jennifer looked at herself, seeing nothing but blood and shallow cuts. She was nearly naked, but she didn’t care or was past understanding. She put one step in front of the other and stumbled her way to the road. On the road, she looked back at what her mother called her kid mobile. Her mother was pushed up against the window with tape over her mouth, and her eyes open frozen in fear. All around her, she saw flashes of red and blue. She turned to see a car with lights on top. The last thing she saw before she passed out was a man in a uniform racing to her.
At a rest stop, Ava was in the back of a semi riding the driver. He had picked her up, thinking she was a working girl on her way to a truck stop and more than a few quickies. After killing a family, Ava wanted something simple, and this man was as simple as someone could get. Her breasts underneath this tight shirt were enough to get her two kinds of rides. Ava knew to be on top so she could control the situation. As she bounced, a warning came across the radio. The alert described Ava and what she had done. After Jennifer was found by the state police and the paramedics cleaned her up, she told them about Ava. Afterward, she stopped talking and just lay still in her hospital bed. Ava quickly pulled her blade and drove it into the driver’s chest. He stiffened then went slack. Ava pushed his body into the back, then she redressed and sat in the driver’s seat. After ten minutes of staring at the truck’s controls, she knew she would never figure out how to start this thing much less drive it all the way to the Falls. The man was hauling used cars to be sold in the north. The most accessible vehicle to take was a red 2013 Jeep Liberty. It had a license plate from the dealer that was waiting for it in Pittsburgh. Ava waited for the night, then she did her best to figure out how to free the Jeep and get on her way.
The Next Part
- Private Voices: Part 42
Yara and two other escape the Island as the US Navy moved in. Janice gets paid as Bill starts a new year.
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