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Chapter 43

Present – Samantha – The next morning and the search for Linus' team

It took most of the rest of the night to get to the truck stop where Linus and his team had a shootout. The place is still crawling with police and truckers. I look at Frank and suggest, "It might be better for right now if only you accompany me."

My loving husband argues, "I don't know about that."

I explain, "I think that Linus's team has this place stirred up like an angry hornets nest. They got in a shootout and I sure don't want that happening to us."

Emanuel offers a plan, "Sam, we will drop you and Frank here and then we will head up the road and drop some men who will sneak back here to cover you."

I liked the sound of that so I smile and answer, "That's a great idea."

I look over and notice Miss Prima Donna is throwing a huge fit. I ask, "If we take your gag out, do you promise not to scream?"

When she nods her head, Emanuel removes the gag and the bitch complains, "I need to pee and check on the horses."

I glare at her and demand, "Didn't you just get done peeing?"

She swears, "Look I'm pregnant and I have to pee all the fucking time!"

I feel a little sorry for her and relent, "Emanuel when you drop the men off, let her out so she can pee."

She annoyingly reminds me, "And check the horses."

I glare and add, "Yes, and let her check the horses."

She pushes my damn buttons one more time, "I thought you were going to let me go once you got here."

I angrily reply, "I said we'd let you go when we found our team. Does it fucking look like we've found our team yet?"

She complains some more, "This is fucking kidnapping!"

My loving husband Frank intervenes before I slap the shit out of her. He again explains, "As I said before that's your word against all of ours. Come on honey lets go."

Frank and I leave for the truck stop to see if we can get any information without making things worse...

Present – Stacy – In the news van

I can't fucking believe that after all I've been through, I'm being kidnapped by the damn fucking Truth Network! I should have capped that boney bitch's ass when I had the chance. That's okay because they sure as hell don't know who they're messing with.

We continue up the road, they pull over to the side and Emanuel orders, "Untie her, let her check on the horses and then pee. But make sure you watch her."

I've rubbed my wrists raw trying to escape, but he tied me too well for me to get away. It does feel great when my arms are finally loose. He leads me to the back of the horse trailer, I open the door step inside, and question, "It's pretty small in here but you're welcome to come in and watch me. But I won't be responsible if one of the horses steps on your foot."

He looks at me, then answers, "I'll just wait out here." Which is exactly what I hoped he would do...

Present – Samantha – At the truck stop

We gradually start building some rapport with the deputies and the truckers when all hell breaks loose...

Present – Jens – PT the next morning at the cabin

What a hell of a terrible night! We never did hear back from Sam or Linus' team. I know I didn't sleep worth shit. Everyone is here for PT except for...

The twins and their bastard brother - shit! If it's not one group it's another! I begin to return to the house and gather them for PT when they walk out the door and my mouth practically hits the floor. I look at them and question, "What are you three wearing?"

Liz turns, sees them and questions, "Mira and Ira, should I be wearing my body armor?"

One of the twins responds, "Affirmative Ms. Morgan, that might be prudent." Liz takes off running back into the house and I remember Liz telling me about this high-tech body armor of theirs, but what really has me worried are the number of weapons they are carrying.

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