Cora screams as she jumps out of the plane and falls towards the Earth. She felt alive and the trill was amazing. She couldn’t believe that she had been afraid to do this. She was glad that she let her friends Carter and Mia talk her into learning how to use a wingsuit. She had the necessary training time under her for parachute jumping and now she was enjoying her lessons in wingsuit gliding. Cora follows her friends and instructors and pull her chute when they do.
When she lands beside them on the ground “God! That was freaking amazing guys.”
“So, I take it that you really enjoy it then?” Carter was looking at the big smile on Cora’s face.
“You bet. I want to go again.” Cora was all geared to do some more glide time in the suit.
Carter just laughs “sorry Cora. That’s all the time we have for today and we didn’t bring your spare chute either.”
“Darn!” Cora snaps her fingers as she follows Carter and Mia back to the hangar where he operated out of.
“So, what are your plans for the rest of the week?” Carter puts his parachute down. He’ll repack his chute later.
“Let’s see. I have work this afternoon at the leather shop and my part time job at the pizza store during the day.” Cora hated her job at Olive garden. They kept her in the kitchen washing dishes. They had a religious group come in one day and complain about her being a waitress.
How they found out she was a male under her clothes she had no idea.
“Are you free next Saturday? We could do more than one jump if you’re up to it?”
“Next Saturday? I think I have the day off from work, so sure.” Cora hopes she could hold out that long on her jobs. The Olive garden job sucked and she really did hate it. The job at the leather and bondage shop only paid her minimal wage.
Cora strips out of her flight suit and put it away neatly in her beat-up Ford Escort. The car may look like crap, but her and a few friends suped-up the engine, suspension, braking system and transmission.
“Have fun at work tonight.” Carter waves at Cora as she drives off.
She would really like a job where she didn’t have to work and enjoy life. She stops at the local store and buy a Pepsi, 1 Golden ticket, 1 50X the money and 1 Mystery Crossword. When she scratches them. She couldn’t believe she won all three top prizes for each scratch off.
That was a total of three million dollars she just won in one night.
Since she needs to go down to the regional office to claim the prizes. She puts the tickets in a safe place in her car. Cora heads towards the leather and bondage store to work her shift tonight.
She pulls into her normal parking space and walks inside “hey Arnold, have you been busy today?”
“Nope, it’s been kind of slow. Craig wants you to put the new inventory up tonight if you’re not too busy. It just came in just before you got here.” Arnold didn’t want to put the inventory up, so he left it for Cora.
“Okay, I’ll see you later.” Arnold walks out the back door after clocking out.
“See you.” Cora counts the money in the cash register and makes sure there were seventy-five dollars.
After counting the register and helping a few customers. She starts putting away the new inventory that came in. She hears the bell over the door ring.
“I’ll be with you in a minute.” Just as Cora was heading to the front. She gets jumps by someone from behind. She tries to break free from their grip, but isn’t successful.
She feels a needle stuck in her neck and the next thing she knows, her body started going numb and she blacks out.
She comes around later and find herself strip naked and hanging by her bound wrist.
“Well, looks like our little freak is awake.” One of the kidnappers comes walking over to Cora as she hangs in the middle of the room with her arms stretch high above her head.
“What should we do with this freak?” Another person comes walking in with a riding crop in their hand over towards Cora.
Cora tries to scream, but she had a ball gag held in her mouth. The second kidnapper walks over and smacks her hard across her abdomen twice. He leaves bright red whelps across Cora’s body.
The first kidnapper grabs a whip hanging on the wall and snaps it at Cora’s groin area hitting her hard there. Cora tries screaming again, but is unable to because of the ball gag. For the next twelve hours, the two kidnappers have their ways with Cora.
They cut her, beat her, shove sex toys they had stolen from the store up inside her body. They take a baseball bat to her groin area several times. They break her toes, fingers and hand. Cora passes out from the pain and beating. She no longer feels anything except pain.
The kidnappers pull Cora’s batter abused bloody body down from the hook they had hanged her from. They check her for a pulse, but couldn’t detect one.
“What do you want to do with her?”
“We can take her out to the desert and let the coyotes have her body.” The second kidnapper figure if they drop her out at their normal area.
The coyotes would get rid of the body for them.
They wrap her body up in plastic and carry her out to the truck they had brought her in. They drive throughout the night towards the desert. By morning the two men dump her body out in the Mohave desert and then leave.
Cora manages to open one of her eyes and felt the pain all over her body. She couldn’t move her body or her arms. It was extremely hot out and she was so thirsty. She doesn’t know how long she has been out, but her skin was lobster red. She passes out and hopes death claims her soon.
George Running Eagle was out horseback riding when he comes across a naked bloody body wrapped in clear plastic. He had seen it trying to move, but stopped after a few seconds. He walks over towards the body and notices how beaten and bloody it looked.
George pulls his cell phone out and calls for an air ambulance to be sent out to his location right away. He informs the 911 operator of their GPS coordinates so the helicopter will find them. The helicopter lands and George goes with it. His horse knew the way home.
When they get to the hospital, Cora is rushed into surgery right away. For several hours, she is operated on. Her kidnappers had done a lot of internal damage and external damage to her body. George was worried that her spirit may have been broken as well. He could feel how broken she felt.
After the operation, she is taken to a private room to recover. George stays with her and watches over her body. They had to put her in a medical induced coma to allow her body to heal. Weeks pass and her body heals, but her spirit doesn’t heal. She was unresponsive and trapped inside her mind from the emotional and physical abuse she had suffered.
George knew there was nothing the hospital could do to get her to return to normal. There was something he could do. He sneaks her out of the hospital and takes her to an ancient Navajo spot. Where the medicine men of his tribe have taken trouble souls to reunited with their bodies. He gets her to relax and trust him as he starts the ritual. He throws some herbs and other ingredients into a fire as a huge smoke cloud raises up surrounds them. Cora breathes in the smoke and as she does she collapses onto the ground. The sound of George’s voice disappear as Cora finds herself standing on the edge of a cliff and surrounded by darkness.
“What brings you here my child?”
Cora looks around from where the voice came from.
“Behind you.”
Cora turns around and see a black fox with a white spot on its head and chest. Its eyes were white as well.
“I don’t know. I am scared and frighten all the time now.”
“So, you have come because you are scared and frightened?”
The Fox walks closer to her and looks at her spirit. Images of what had been done to this two-spirit child appears. It could feel the hatred and anger that clings to this child’s spirit from her attackers.
“Are you going to let their anger and hatred install fear into you or are you going to face their anger and hatred and send it away from you? It clings to your spirit like a parasite installing fear and pain. Your spirit is like the eagle and myself you are meant to be free and courageous. Do not let the fear or pain of what you went through kill your spirit. Use it to be forged into a weapon to avenge those who have hurt you and others like you. Be their weapon against those people. Show them you are stronger than they are and make them see the path they are on, only leads to death for them.”
The darkness that surrounded them disappeared and is bright and sunny with a clear blue sky and a bright sun shining overhead. The cry of several eagles could be heard as one comes and lands next to the fox Cora has been speaking with.
“Jump my child.”
The voice had come from the Eagle this time.
Cora steps to the edge and looks down. All she saw was emptiness.
“Fly again my child. Fly like the eagle and the sparrow. Fly and be free.”
Cora jumps off the cliff. The next thing she feels is the feeling she experience when she was soaring among the clouds like she did before. The same enjoyment and excitement she felt when she jumped out of the airplane and fell to earth in her squirrel suit.
Cora wakes up and finds herself laying on her back and looking up into the morning sky. Laying on top of her chest was a large eagle feather.
She turns her head to the right and notice a Native American medicine man watching her.
“You have return to us Night Fox. How do you feel?”
Cora sits up and thinks about his question.
“I feel reborn and whole again.” She picks the feather up off her lap and look at it.
“The spirits have blessed you and given you a task.”
“How do you know?”
“Look behind you.”
Cora looks behind her and sees a black suit, boots and ancient Native American weapons laying near it. There was a silver choker with the shape of a fox head in the middle of it. There was a pair of silver cuff bands next to it. They had the image of the eagle on them. The fox head had white eyes with silver surrounding it.
“These eyes look just like the fox spirit I was talking with.”
Cora had picked up the choker and was holding it in her hand. The band itself was only an inch wide. The whole thing looked to be made of silver. She manages to open it and slide it around her neck. Once she locks it around her neck, she could felt a warmth coming from it. she tries to take it off, but it doesn’t unlock any more. The catch has sealed itself and now the choker was secure around her neck.
Cora looks over towards George “I can’t get it off. It won’t come unlock.”
“The spirit that gave you that choker doesn’t want you to forget your task or the fact that it is looking over you. You are now one with it.”
“Will that happen with the cuffs as well?”
“No, I don’t think it will. Why don’t you go ahead and get dress? We can head back to my place and get some food in you.”
Cora hadn’t realized she had been naked. She notices that the hospital had gone ahead and made her a woman. She was thrilled that she no longer had a male’s plumbing, but a girl’s.
“George, did the hospital make my breast bigger?”
“Nope, the spirit did. You might want to look at yourself when we get to my house. You no longer look exactly like you did. Whoever tried to kill you, did a number on your face so you couldn’t be identify. They even went so far to poured acid on your hands so you couldn’t be identified by your palm or finger prints.”
Cora finishes putting the new clothes left for her on. The one-piece suit felt like it was made of silk, but tougher and hugged her curves. It was like wearing a second skin. It covered her whole entire body up to the base of her neck. The boots and belt where made of leather and were as black as the body suit she was wearing. The boots came up mid-calf on her small legs. There was no doubt that these clothes were meant for a person her size. The belt buckle was silver with an eagle made of moonstone in the center of it. There was a matching leather pouch that held several small obsidian knives and one bigger one that had an antler handle in a leather sheath. There was a fine crafted knife in there as well that had a buffalo bone handle. She straps that onto her body along with the other knife.
She looks at the other weapons still laying on the ground. There was a quiver of hand crafted arrows with obsidian arrow heads and eagle feathers for fletching. There was a spear for her that had an obsidian head to it and two tomahawks with obsidian heads on them.
“It looks like the spirits have been helpful to you.” George stands up and walks over to Cora.
“It would appear they have given me the weapons they want me to use. The thing is, I don’t know how to use them.”
“I think I know the right people to teach you how to use them and other skills you will need in your hunt for those responsible for others like you.”
“I just wish this suit had wings like my squirrel suit did.”
Cora arms move to her side and press against her rib cage and thigh. When she could move her arms again, there was a wing in the space that use to be empty. A smile appears on her face as she realized that the spirits had thought of everything for her. She closes her arms and squeeze them to her side which released her wings as it folded back into her suit.
“Oh, I’m so going to enjoy using these glide wings.”
George escorts Cora back to where he left the horses tied up. They wouldn’t go any further into the area he went when he brought Cora. Cora climbs up into the saddle like she has been doing it for years and ride back towards Georges house. It took them three hours to ride to Georges house. Cora notices it was a modern house that blended in with its environment. As if it had been formed instead of built where it stood.
“Nice house.”
“Thanks. I designed it myself.”
Cora climbs down off the horse and take him to the pasture to run free and drink some water.
George leads the way into the house. The place had a rustic feel to it. There were pictures up on the wall that had people that went back several generations. Cora stops to look at one that had an old US Marshal’s badge in it.
“You had some ancestors that use to be a US Marshal?”
“Yep, that is my great, great, great, grandmother. F.M. Miller. She was the first female marshal to work the Indian territory along with Deputy Marshall Ben Campbell who she traveled and worked with a lot. The next one down from her is my great, great, great Uncle Chris Madsen. He made a name for himself out in the lawlessness of the Indian territory.
“Wow, so where is this mirror?”
“In here.”
George was waiting in a spare bedroom.
Cora walks in and looks at herself in the mirror. George wasn’t joking when he said she didn’t look like herself any more. There were some features of her former face she could make out, but other than that it was totally different. She looked more Native American now with her skin being as darker as it currently is. Her amber color eyes were brighter than they use to be. Her straight black hair needed to be brushed, but it touched her shoulders.
“What did you guys do to my face?”
“We had to rebuild most of the bones under your skin, Cora. Your attackers wanted to make sure you couldn’t be identified. Whoever attacked you, wanted you dead. The police went to the area where I found you and found four more bodies that had been dumped there to die. If I hadn’t stumbled upon you. I fear you would had died from your wounds.”
“Do the police have any leads?”
“Not much actually. All that is known is the victims are from the LGBT community. Someone is targeting lesbians and transgender women.”
“Then I guess that is where I need to start looking. I need to stake out the places you would find them. That’s where our kidnappers would be looking. Do you know what city most of these people came from?”
“Not off the top of my head, but I have a friend on the police that is investigating this matter. I could find out from him.”
"That would give me a starting point."
Cora turns to look at her new body in the mirror.The suit really made her look slim. She was going to need transportation. She couldn't go around riding a horse every where.
“I need to get my car so I can follow these people.”
“Where did you leave it?”
“It should still be at my work. What day is it and how long was I in the hospital?”
“Friday and you were in the hospital for a month and a half. Your car could have been towed and sold by now.”
“I doubt it, but let’s go and make sure.”
“After I get some food in you first. You haven’t been eating like you should while you were in the hospital. We had to put you on a liquid diet to get anything in you.”
“Okay.”
Cora watches as George makes her something to eat. It wasn’t much, but it would hold her over.
“Move it Cora.” Two Bear was chasing after Cora as they ran an obstacle course that had been constructed for her training.
Marcus Two Bear and Josephs Kicking Dog were two modern day Navajo warriors that George knew who could help train her in ancient weapons the spirits had given her. George and she had managed to get her car, purse and the winning tickets she had hidden and cashed them in. She paid the taxes on the money and donated three quarters of it to the tribe to help build homes for other tribal members.
George and some of his relatives helped pack up her apartment and anything she didn’t need. She either sold or gave to the local Good Will store. She moved onto the reservation and was living in a 2007 Airstream trailer on George’s property. She had to buy a used 2008 Ford F450 Dually Pickup to tow her trailer.
Even tho she looked at her reflection when she got to George’s house two nights ago. She never examined how much of a change her face underwent. George wasn’t kidding when he told her she didn’t look like she used to. You would have to have a computer image of her old looks to see any of her old facial features. Her face looked more Native American now. Her eyes were what unnerve people now. Her eyes were a brighter shade of amber with a slight redness to them.
Cora could hear Two Bear behind her and didn’t want to get caught by him again. She moves faster as she went through the obstacle course. It was setup to be as difficult as possible.
The first few times she went through the course and fail. Two Bear and Kicking Dog made her jog with a full backpack of rocks for ten miles. Each time she failed the course they would add additional ten miles to the jog. Each day she had a different training lesson. She started off with tracking and ambushing to using the glider wings on her new suit.
Kicking Dog was airborne trained and was familiar with the squirrel suits and was increasing her training in the use of it with her new suit. The suit provided the surface area she needed to glide and land without a chute. She just had to be careful when she landed. Two Bears wife had tested the thread of the suit and found it to be some sort of special spider silk weave. It felt smooth to the touch and was very flexible. She had to hand wash the suit to clean it. When Two Bear and Kicking Dog trained her with the spear, arrows and tomahawks, they were gentle at first and afterwards their training got faster and deadlier. Kicking Dog made her a special modern compound bow for her arrows that could be broken down and put back together in less than five minutes. The bow itself was made of carbon fiber and had a 100lbs of draw to it. Kicking Dog started her off on a 50lbs draw bow and moved her up gradually to a 100lbs. She was fast and accurate with her shooting.
The knife and tomahawk fighting was the hardest for her, because she never used a bladed weapon before. Several friends of Kicking Dog and Two bear joined in the training of her hand-to-hand knife fighting and tomahawk training. When she wasn’t training, she was investigating the murders of the four bodies that had been found where she had by George. George had managed to get her what his police friend had so far. All they managed to do was make cast of tire marks and retrieve the bones of the four other bodies they had found at the site. Two of the bodies had been identify as missing person who had been filed by their life partners. The other two bodies were male skulls that had a lot of damage to their face and haven’t been identify.
Cora had gone and visited a few nightclubs frequent by transgenders like herself and support group centers to see if anyone had been missing lately. She struck out at both places. The adult toy store she worked at had a camera inside the store, but it never worked right. As she was standing outside a restaurant that many gays, lesbian and transgender frequent.
A young woman approached her “Ms., why are you looking for those people?”
“Because, if I don’t care about them, then who will?” Cora was looking at the young woman.
“I might know one of them, ma’am. She is a friend of mine.” Gail has been worried about Helena. She hadn’t been home for a month and half.
Cora pulls out a note pad and a pen.
“What can you tell me about your friend?”
“She hasn’t been home for a month-n-half and its unlike her not to check in with me.”
“When was the last time you talked to her or seen her?”
“Just before she left to come here. She was meeting some friends.” Gail was looking around to make sure no one heard her.
“Look, I’m not a police officer. I’m a private investigator.” Cora shows Gail her badge and identity card.
Her and George had talked about it and if she was going to be investigating the murders. She should have some sort of cover just in case.
That way she could cover her butt. So, she was register as a PI in Arizona, Utah, New Mexico and Colorado. She had a carry and conceal permit, but the spirits wouldn’t let her carry a gun. She found that out by accident when she touched Kicking Dog’s gun. It burned her hand.
Gail goes into detail of that night and what she looked like and any special marks or unique things about her. She even tells her about what she was wearing that night and sends some pictures to Cora’s cellphone.
“Did she own a car?”
“Yes, ma’am. It’s a 1998 Honda Accord. It is a tan color.”
“Okay, Thanks Gail.”
Cora watches as Gail walks off and head inside the club. She takes her camera out and takes a few pictures of the club and some of the patrons. A few people catch her eyes. They don’t really seem to fit in around the neighborhood. She takes a few pictures of them. She steps into the shadows and just watch what they do. Part of her training with Two Bear was learning how to blend in with her environment. Since she wasn’t dressed in her black jumpsuit. She needs to be careful dressed in her jeans and blouse. Two Bear taught her how to use the shadows to her advantage.
Occasionally, something or someone would catch her eye. She uses her camera to take a shot of them. She watches for some time and after a few hours she heads back to her beaten up looking Ford Escort. She may have a truck now, but her Escort blended in more with the neighborhood. She heads back to her Airstream on the reservation. George wanted her to meet someone tonight and she didn’t want to be late.
As she pulls up to George’s house. She spots five other cars and three trucks parked at his place.
“I wonder what is going on tonight?”
Cora parks her car next to George’s vehicle. She heads into the house and about ten people were there waiting on her.
“Cora, I would like for you to meet Smokey Mountain, Running Dove, Light Storm, Floating Cloud, Drunken Bird, and Floating On Air. They are the medicine men and women of the other tribal groups.”
“Hi.” Cora walks over to stand next to George.
“They wanted to see if what they saw was true. It seems the spirits let them know you were part of us now.”
“Well, I hope the spirits were nice about me.”
Cora felt uncomfortable under the gaze of some many wise men and women of the tribe.
“So, Night Fox. Is it true the spirits have given you a purpose to fulfill?”
Gray Cloud looks at the young girl he has been having spirit dreams of. She was being protected and guided by the Fox and Eagle spirit.
“Yes, they have given me a task to accomplish. They have also given me the tools they wish for me to use.”
“You have accepted what the spirits asked of you and are willing to do their bidding?”
“Yes, I have accepted their request and I am willing to do what is required of me.” Night Fox meant what she said.
Gray Cloud looks into her eyes and see the fox looking back at him. He has the feeling that she is meant to administer justice for what was done to her and to others like her. The fox spirit was going to make sure she administer the justice and was trained properly in order to accomplished it.
For the next few hours, Cora answers questions and allows the people gather to examine the gifts left for her. One medicine woman places a necklace around her neck and gives her two earrings with Eagle feathers made into them.
Night Fox watches as everyone leaves and than heads towards her Airstream to go through the pictures she took and see if anything was out of place.
Cora rubs her poor tired eyes as she takes a sip of her coffee. She’s been up most of the night looking at all the pictures she took earlier. There was something there that she was missing, but couldn’t spot it. She slips her jumpsuit on, her boots and the rest of her gear. Maybe a midnight run would do her some good. She walks out of her trailer and notice that all the lights inside George’s house were turned off. She starts jogging down the dirt driveway that lead to his house and turned right onto the main road that went right by his driveway and jogged down the road.
There wasn’t anyone else out on the road and the sky was beautiful overhead. She could see a river of stars. Ever since she was visited by the spirits, she has found the night comforting to her. She continues for a mile or so and takes a side road that was barely used and continues onward. She continues to run till she gets to the spot where George found her. As she is standing there looking down at the spot where she had been laying. The air around her start to twirls and dust fills the area. When it clears, she starts seeing ghost images of the other bodies that had been found here. A ghost van drives up and two ghostly men get out and open the back of the van and dump her body out. As they began to shut the doors on the van, one of them drop something out of their pocket.
Cora could see the ghost image of the license plate. It was an Arizona plate CVK-4987 the van was an old ford cargo model. She walks over to where the item had been dropped and digs around with her hand, because it had gotten buried and pull it out of the dirt. It was some sort of key. As she held onto it, she started to see images of the place. It was a warehouse. She could see some images of the area around the warehouse. She tucks the key into a pouch on her belt and run back to her trailer. By the time she got back the sun was coming up. She had the day off from training, so she was going to use the time to chase down these leads the spirits gave her. She knew it was them giving her these leads to help her with her task. As she walks into her trailer, it struck her that there was a van that had peeked her interest. She rushes to her computer and goes through the collection of pictures she had taken and spotted what she was looking for. She zooms in the picture, but couldn’t tell who was driving, but there were two men.
She checks the license plate number, against the number the ghost image had given her and notice they were the same. She prints out the image with the license plate enlarged. She needed some way to run the plate number to see who they were. An evil smile appears on her face as she changes her clothes and races out of her trailer to her beat-up looking escort and drives to the nearest Utah DMV. She goes up to the counter and tell the clerk a story of how she had seen some van hit her poor car, but she managed to get the license plate number. She tells them she needs the information for her insurance company. She did show her Private Investigator license to prove she was helping the insurance company.
The clerk she was dealing with felt sorry for her and ran the plate number. She gives her a name and address. Cora thanks the clerk and leaves. She looks at the address and didn’t recognize it. She heads into the area near the clubs where the other people had been kidnapped from. She checks those areas and then places near them. That were about twenty minutes away from those locations. The kidnappers wouldn’t want to be to far from their hideout and risk being caught.
Cora drives around for nearly two hours, before she finds things from the images that matched. She parks her car somewhere safe and sneaks near to the place. She finds a door and checks the key to see if it fit and it did. She presses her ear against the door and she could machinery and people inside. She could go in now, so she’ll come back tonight and check the place out. She writes down the location and heads back to her car. As for the information she got from DMV, she goes and check the location out and finds it belongs to a junkyard. The place was busy with activities, so she’ll have to visit it at night. Then she stops and thinks about it. It’s a junkyard, why not do a little exploring now? She pulls her escort up into a parking spot and gets out and head inside. There was an old looking man behind the counter that looked like he was doing this, because he was bored at home.
“Hi, I was wondering if I could look around for some parts for my car. It’s a 96’ Ford Escort.”
“Are you looking for something in particular for your car?”
“Yes, I’m looking for some new seats for my car. The ones I have currently need to be replace.”
“Well, you can find them over in the left-hand side. If you need someone to pull them for you, just let us know.”
“Okay thanks.”
Cora walks out into the yard and discovered there were many cameras out in the junkyard. They were just near the entrance. Cora does some snooping and finds the van hidden. She checks the doors and finds the driver side unlock. She crawls inside the van and notice they had a metal grate separating the cargo area from the front. She unlocks the door and when she puts her hand down on the floor. She is overwhelmed with emotions from ever victim they had back here. There had to be at least fifteen women and transgenders they kidnapped and abused. She gets a feeling they were going to go out tonight hunting for their next victim.
Cora takes one of the small obsidian knives she was given and cuts all four tires, so they would have a slow leak in them. She also pops the hood and put a small leak in the radiator hose. They weren’t going anywhere tonight. Once she was satisfied with her work, she goes to look at the seats for her car, just for show. Her car seats were fine. She just needed an excuse to come into the junkyard.
“Did you see anything out there you liked?”
“Yes, but some of those seats will need streaming and covered. They weren’t the same color as my old ones. But thanks for letting me roam
around out in the yard.” Cora hides a smile as she walks out to her car.
She was coming back tonight and find out who the people were that was doing this. She starts her car up and heads back home to her trailer.
Once she is back inside her trailer, she takes a nice shower and set her alarm clock to wake her up later. She made sure her stuff was out and ready to put on before going to bed. She had two places she wanted to visit tonight. She makes sure to take her camera with her. Cora finally settles down enough to drift off to sleep.
George pulls up into his driveway and notices that Cora’s car was back in its parking space. He had gotten up early this morning and had looked out his window to see if she was up and noticed her car was gone. He had wonder where she had disappeared to. He also wondered if she has found any clues that was going to help her track down who took her and the other woman and killed them. He knew the spirits were looking out for her. He had seen it in a vision quest. He grabs the groceries he has and head inside to put them away. He hopes Cora won’t be getting in over her head.
George goes about taking care of the groceries and cleaning his place up some. He fixes some stew for himself and Cora.
Cora sits quietly in the shadows and watches the two men she had spotted going to the van she found earlier today. She takes several pictures of them. She smiles as they cuss about having four flat tires and blaming each other for not checking the area where their van was parked. She records them going out into the junkyard and picking another set that matches the bolt pattern of the van. That right there told her they either worked at the junkyard or owned it.
Between the two men, it only takes them forty-five minutes to change all four tires. They had used a portable air compressor, a heavy-duty floor junk and an air impact to switch out the tires on the van. This was just showing that these men worked here at the junkyard. She continues to watch them as they change the tires. Once they were finish, they back the van out of where it had been hidden. They head towards the back of the junkyard, through a back entrance that was hidden.
Cora discreetly follows behind them in her escort. She was going to need to get another vehicle to follow people in or on. She tries to keep from giggling as she watches as white steam cloud bellows out from underneath the hood of the van. The van was heading towards the night clubs where she spotted it before. The driver gets out and kicks the front tire. He bangs his fist on the hood of the van.
Cora notices that he resembles the guy that had tortured her the night she was kidnapped. When the passenger gets out, she didn’t recognize him. He was an unknown, but the other guy she remembers him clearly. He was the one that beat the living crap out of her and kicked her in her groin. She could kill both right now, but she wanted to know where they were taking their victim to torture them. She sits and watches as the driver pulls a cellphone out of his back pocket and talk with someone. The passenger had gotten out and lifted the hood of the van to see what had caused the van to overheat. She had her camera out and took pictures of them and the tow truck that had showed up to get them. It was a wheel lift type of tow truck and it had ABC towing in children blocks on the doors of the tow truck.
When the driver gets out, she immediately has a flashback of the second covered person. He was the second covered person that had tortured her and took great pleasure in it. She watches as he hooks the van up and the two-other people climb into the tow truck and drive off with the tow truck driver.
Cora follows them back to the building she had visited earlier in the day. One of the guys get out and run towards the building and goes inside.
A few seconds later, a garage door opens and the tow truck backs the van inside the warehouse. Cora waits as the garage door lowers down before getting out of her car and sprinting across the street. She slides under the garage door before it closes fully and finds a place to hide before the three men can spot her. She was wearing a watch on her wrist that was voice activated and took video in the dark with her.
“God dam it, Jerry! What is going on with the van tonight? First we have four flat tires and now we have two busted radiator hoses.” The big guy was looking at the other guy that had ridden with him.
“Look! I don’t know what is going on. All I do know is, the van ran fine the last time we kidnapped one of those disgusting she-males you love so much to torture. Why can’t you get over the fact your wife uses to be just like them?” Jerry was getting sick of Barry’s attitude.
Yes, he enjoyed the torturing and raping of the lesbians and she-males they kidnapped. He especially enjoyed the torturing of the transgenders and crossdressers. It was the way back to God’s path. They needed to repent their evil ways and come back to God.
The raping of the lesbians was to show that they were meant for men’s pleasure and to produce children. That was their place in life. To please men and produce children meant to carry on the man’s lineage. The lesbians went against that and loved other women like men. That was a sin against God.
“That dam bitch never told me it uses to be a man. If I had known it use to be a man, I would had killed it before I asked it to marry me.” Barry had to find out the hard way that the woman he had married use to be a man.
He had found some paper work and pictures belonging to the woman he thought he knew. When he confronted her, she admitted being the person he found. She had tried to explain to him that she should had been a girl at birth, but instead had lied to him. He had knocked her out with some drugs and taken her here and beaten her to death along with his brothers.
His brothers had helped him make it look like she had run off with another man. The church they belonged to made it their mission in life to make the gays, lesbians and transsexuals to see that their life style was against gods words.
Cora was finding this all interesting. She was recording this with her small camera, as well with her wrist watched she was wearing. She was paying attention to the tow truck driver. He had been silent and was working on the van.
“You’re going to need new hoses Barry. These hoses have been cut by something very sharp.” Tom had removed one of the hoses to look at it.
He saw how neatly the cut had been and how long it had been. The pieces on either side of the cut looked to be fresh.
“Who would had cut them?’ Barry looks at Jerry and Tom.
“I don’t know, but were losing our chance tonight to kidnap that one spic tonight. She’s leaving for L.A. tomorrow.” Jerry really wanted to get that Mexican crossdresser.
A Mexican had caused him to lose his job when the company he worked for shut their factory up here in the States and took their business to Mexico. The labor was cheaper and they could get away with a lot more. That spic was the son of one of the birthers that had come to the States and took his job.
“We’ll find you someone else to have fun with Jerry. There was a cute teenage lesbian couple I spotted that we can kidnap instead. We can keep them around for our pleasure for a while, till they learned their place.” Tom had liked the last ones they kidnapped. Between the three of them, they broke their spirits and sold them to sex traffickers.
“I’ll think about it. Right now, we need to figure out who cut our hoses and why we had four flat tires. Something doesn’t seem right.” Barry wanted answers to his questions.
“Look, we can figure that out tomorrow. Has anyone spoken to Governor Reese lately? He said that he wanted us to handle some business for him?”
“I haven’t heard back from Isiach yet. He said that he would contact us when he is ready to put the plan in motion. Until then, we are supposed to keep our activities on the down low. No one and I mean no one is to bother the Governor. Forget that you even know him. Isiach said any request or questions we have are to go through him.” Tom knew Isiach wanted to shield the Governor.
“So, we are supposed to stop having fun?” Barry didn’t want to stop having fun.
“Yes, until we find out who cut your hoses. You guys need to stop whatever you are doing. Put all your hobbies on hold till we hear from Isiach.
Also, did you get rid of the last tranny you brought back here?”
“No, it isn’t dead yet. We wanted to show our next person what they were looking forward to.” Barry wasn’t done with their current plaything.
Cora sneaks away from the guys that were talking. She looks around to see if she could find where they did their torturing at. After twenty minutes of looking around the warehouse she finally finds a locked room. She’s hoping this was the right room. There was a wash bin next to one wall. There was also a video camera pointing inside on the other side of a two-way mirror. She feels around and finds the memory card still inside the camera. She removes the memory card and slips it into one of her pouches on her belt.
She moves around to the door and picks the lock. She opens the door just a sliver and peeks inside. She notices a nude figure just hanging by their arms in the middle of the room. The person was hanging in the same spot of the room she had been tortured in. She listens for the three guys before sneaking in. She jams the lock, so the door can’t be locked behind her.
Cora moves quickly and lowers the person down that had been hanging. The person moans and whimpers some as Cora unties the rope from around their bloody wrist. She moves slowly and quietly as she leaves the torture room. What she wouldn’t give to burn this place down right now, but she can’t without giving herself away. She makes her way back up to the front where she originally came in and notices that the three guys were there anymore. She keeps to the shadows and listens for the men. The lessons she received were helping her. She sniffs the air, but didn't smell anything.
She picks up a pebble and tosses it out to see if anyone was there. Nothing happens as she waits before she moves quickly towards the door. She notices it was locked as she tries to open it. She unlocks it and disables the alarm, so not to set it off as she moves quickly out the door and over to her Ford escort. She lays the person she freed on the back seat and grabs a blanket from her trunk to cover them up. She gets in and heads to George’s place to see if he can help this person.
“How is she doing George?” Cora had waited to see how the person she rescued was doing.
“We need to get her to the hospital. I’ve managed to stabilize her and patch up a few of her wounds, but she needs a real hospital.” George couldn’t believe the condition the person was in when Cora brought her to him.
“Do we have enough time to drive her to the hospital?” Cora figure she could drive her.
“We need to get her there a little faster. I’m calling a friend of mine. She helped me with you.” George walks over to the house phone and calls
Katey’s private number.
Katey’s Place:
Katey was curled up on her sofa watching National Treasure: Book of Secrets. She was a big Nicolas Cage fan. She had several items that were signed for her by him. She had done some stunts in a movie he was making and afterwards she asked him to sign a few things.
Normally, it wasn’t permitted, but he didn’t mind for her.
She was sitting there enjoying a bowl of butter popcorn and the movie when her cellphone starts ringing. She reaches for her remote and pauses the movie. As she picks her cellphone up, she notices it was George.
“Hi George, what can I do for you this early in the morning?”
“Sorry for bothering you Katey, but I need your help. I have a badly injured person that needs to be airlifted to Kelrock Medical.” George wonders if Katey will do it.
“Why don’t you call the paramedics and have this patient taken there instead?” Katey knew George had a hospital near him.
“Because, she is in really bad shape and the hospital near me doesn’t have a person on staff that can take care of her injuries.” George knew the staff of the hospital near him.
Katey lets out a sigh “alright, give me thirty minutes and I’ll be landing in the field behind your house.”
“Thanks, Katey. See you in thirty minutes.” George knew he was going to owe her big time for this.
Katey hangs up and starts to get dress. She slips on a pair of tight blue jeans and T-Shirt that says come and fly the friendly skies! She heads towards the airport to get her own helicopter ready to fly to George’s place.
George’s Place:
George hangs up the phone and looks towards Cora.
"She coming to help. What are your plans?” George wonders what Cora was going to be doing while they fly the injured girl to the hospital.
“Visit our tow truck driver that was at the warehouse last night. I only have the first names of the people involve. I’m hoping that the tow truck company might be able to give me the name of the driver from last night and where he lives.” Cora knew the tow company and the first name of the driver already.
“Alright be careful.” George figures they might need Katey’s help beyond this. He’ll talk with her while in transit to the hospital.
Cora leaves George’s place and walks to her car and use her cellphone to find the towing business. According to her GPS unit, it was going to take her forty-five minutes to get to the towing business. She grabbed a t-shirt and blue jeans to cover-up her black bodysuit. She also put her long hair in a ponytail and put a baseball cap on. She heads towards the address.
Thirty Minutes Later:
Katey notice George’s pickup truck parked nearby as she lands her helicopter in a clearing behind George’s place. It’s not the first time she has used this same clearing to land her helicopter here before. She shuts the helicopter down and gets out to help George.
As she walks over towards George’s truck, she notices him open the tailgate.
“Here, let me help you.” Katey jogs over and notices a person laying in the truck bed secured to a backboard.
“Thanks.”
Katey takes one end of the stretcher and pulls it towards her as George takes the other end of the backboard. Between the two of them, they carry the person to Katey’s helicopter. Katey loads their person onto her helicopter. She makes sure the person is secure as she gets out and shuts the door.
“You mind telling me who that is and why we have to fly to Kelrock Medical.” As Katey climbs back into her helicopter.
“That is a victim of abused. Remember that one girl you airlifted out a few months ago?” George was looking at Katey.
“I remember. She was beaten badly. I didn’t think she would survive the trip. Are you saying you found another person like that?” Katey wonder why anyone would hurt another person like she had seen on the other girl.
“I didn’t, that girl you saved that day did. She’s out tracking down the ones responsible, while we take this one to the hospital.” George hopes Cora finds who she is looking for.
Katey starts her helicopter up and take off. She flies in the direction where Kelrock Medical was located.
ABC Towing:
Cora had followed the directions from her GPS unit to a tow yard. It had a single building with 10ft high chain link fence with razor wire on top with light poles spaced wide enough to light up the storage yard at night. She pulls up at the office and heads inside the office.
“Hi, my name is Brenda and I’m looking for Tom the tow truck driver.”
“He’s not here right now Brenda. He’s out on a run and should be back in about twenty minutes. Is there anything I can do for you?” Amy looks at the young Native American girl and wonder what she wanted with Tom. She didn’t look like the type he was into. She was petite and didn’t have D or double DD titties that Tom liked.
“I owe him some money for a job he did for me. He was nice enough to stop to change my tire. So, I told him when I got paid, I would stop by and pay him for doing that for me.”
“Well, you could leave the money with me and I’ll make sure he’ll get it.” Amy knew Tom always loved it when people gave him money. Maybe she could get him to buy her lunch.
“Okay.” Cora pulls sixty dollars out of her purse and make it look like she was looking for envelope to put the money in.
She looks back towards Amy “do you happen to have an envelope I could put the money in?”
“Sure.” Amy walks back to her desk and grabs one.
She walks back to the counter and hands it to Cora.
“Thank you.” Cora slides the money in and lick the flap to close it.
She looks up at Amy “do you happen to know what Tom’s last name is?”
“It’s Denton, Tom Denton.” Amy watches as this Brenda person wrote Tom’s name on the envelope and seal it.
“Here you go Amy, thank you.” Cora hands the envelope back to Amy.
“I’ll make sure he gets it.” Amy watches as Brenda walks out of the office.
Cora heads back to her car and wait for Tom to show up. Now she had his last name. She leaves the tow yard and park somewhere, where she could watch who comes in and out of the tow yard. While she was waiting and watching. She notices that they had at least four tow trucks that belonged to the company. The person she was waiting on finally showed up.
Tom Denton’s House:
She tails him all day long and when he goes home for the night. She follows him back to his place and wait for a while. Thirty minutes later, the two guys she saw last night show-up at his place. The two of them had arrived in the same car. It was a black 2015 Chevrolet Camaro RS.
Cora gets out of her car and makes her way to the house that Tom lived it. She could hear all three men talking about the missing tranny that had been hanging in the room. That someone must had free them.
They had started off accusing each other for freeing their play toy, but once their anger was under control. They wanted to find out who might know what they were doing.
Tom looks at the brothers “are you sure that tranny was tied up tight and hanging off the floor, when you left them?”
“I’m sure. That thing was beaten and weaken to much to do anything. We were going to finish that she-male off and grab us a few lesbians to
play with for a while. Once we got tired of them, we could send them to the breeding farm to produce babies for us. That way we wouldn’t need to import any girls from Mexico or China.” Jerry had no problem using their victims as baby factories.
“Well, if that tranny was secured, how did they get lose and where did it go?” Tom paces back and forth thinking.
Cora was listening intently. So, they were using lesbian and girls that were from other countries to breed babies. She slips her t-shirt and jeans off and put on her war paint. The first thing she does is smash the electric meter with her spear. Then she dives through a window ready to fight.
In the house:
Tom, Jerry and Barry were still trying to figure out where the tranny went, when the lights went out. Then they hear a crashing sound as something comes through a nearby window. They couldn’t see the figure, because one minute it was there and the next it was gone.
Barry screams as something sharp stabs him in his leg. He looks around, but couldn’t see anything.
Jerry was looking around and had his gun drawn. He heard his brother scream and the next thing he knew, he was falling forward towards the floor. Something hard had hit him on the back of his head. He heard another thump as his brother stopped screaming.
Tom was looking around trying to find whoever it was that was attacking them.
“I’m behind you.”
As Tom feels a tap on his shoulder. He turns around, but no one was there. He feels another tap on his shoulder and turns back around to find who was messing with him. He doubles over when he feels some thing hard slammed against his stomach.
Cora grabs Tom’s head by his hair and lift his head up so he could look at her. She was wearing the face mask that she was given that night she was reborn. It was covering her face.
Tom was staring into the face of a fox. Its eyes were glowing an eerie reddish color.
“You must pay for the harm you have done to others. Your arrogance's and cruelness are no longer permitted to exist.” Cora raises her hand with the blade in it getting ready to stab him.
“Wait! I have information that might be helpful to you.” Tom was hoping if he could bluff his way out or at least get a chance to react. That he might be able to take this thing in front of him.
“Do the other men that are with you know this information?” She wasn’t using her normal voice. It came out more like a growl.
“They know some of it, but not all of it.” Tom knew more than Jerry and Barry about what was going on. They were only concerned about pleasing themselves and revenge.
“Fine! I’ll let you live for now, but if you don’t talk. You die.” Cora whacks Tom on the side of his head knocking him out.
She ties each of the men’s arms together. She carries them out one at a time and put them into the Camaro the brothers arrived in. She stuffs one in the trunk, another in the backseat and one in the passenger seat. She’ll have to come back and get her escort. She parks it somewhere safe and drive back to the reservation in the Camaro.
She leaves them tied up at the abandon Copper mine not far from George’s property. By the time they wake. The sun will be raising.
She heads back to her trailer to see if George was back from the hospital yet. She knew he will have some explaining to do about the injured girl.
“Wakey, Wakey my little rabbits.” Cora was standing in front of all three of the men she had captured and brought back to the copper mine.
Tom had told her everything she needed to know to go after Isiach Cage. She stands there dressed in her outfit with the ancient fox mask covering her face. She was watching as all three men started waking up. The hits she did last night to them weren’t too serious. She had retrieved her knife from Barry’s thigh last night. She treated and bandaged his wound caused by her knife.
Tom wakes up first and notices the person he spoke to last night standing in front of him. The person had a spear in their hand and there was a tomahawk hanging from their waist.
“You said you were going to let us live.” Tom wonders if this person was going to go back on their word.
“Oh, I am going to let you live. I promise I would, but I didn’t say how I was going to let you live. You see, with what you three did to your victims. I don’t think it’s fair that you shouldn’t somehow suffer a little. So, here’s the deal. It’s hundred and ten degrees’ right now and I placed a motorcycle for you to have twenty miles from here. Now, if you can survive and make it there. You can live.”
“How is that letting us live?’ Jerry was angry.
“Because I said I would let you live. Now, there are three of you and the motorcycle can only support one person. So, I will allow you to decide who is going to live. Oh, one more condition to this. You must walk to the motorcycle in the nude and no shoes. Plus, I am going to give you the same chance you gave your victims to make it fair.” Cora starts beating them with the blunt end of her staff, till they were black and blue.
She does break a few fingers and toes. When she is done beating them, she pulls her knife out and cut their clothes off and their shoes as well.
“Okay, who’s first?” Cora looks at each guy as they whimper from the beating she gave them.
“No one, well I guess. You’re going first.” Cora pulls Jerry up and force him to walk out of the cave. She cuts his zip cuff and give him a little push.
“Go!” She pokes him with the spear in the butt.
Jerry looks at her as he starts stumbling down the desert road. He was hurting all over from the beating he was given. He tries to move as quickly as he could, just in case the person changes their mind.
Cora watches till Jerry got to a certain spot she picked out to go and get the next person. Cora heads back into the cave and pulls Barry out. She drags his sorry ass out into the sunshine and cut his zip cuffs.
“Go!” As she stands there and watches him.
Barry turns around and looks at the person “you’re not serious, are you?”
“Yep, I sure am. Now, go.” She pokes him with her spear and force him to move along.
She watches as he stumbles down the road behind Jerry. She was waiting for him to get to the same spot Jerry had, before going to get Tom.
Once Barry approached the spot. She goes in and grabs Tom.
“You’re turn.” Cora drags his ass out of the cave and cuts his zip cuffs.
Tom just looks her and wonder who she was.
“Who are you?” Tom was rubbing his wrist.
“I’m Fox. Now, I suggest you go and join your friends if you want to live.” She pokes him with her spear.
Tom jumps away from the spear and winces as his broken toes send pain up his spine. He turns and starts walking. He could see Barry and Jerry ahead of him. Now, he had to decide, what he is willing to do in order to survive.
Cora stood and watched as all three men walked out into the desert. She was going to watch them and make sure they didn’t try to back track to the cave. She waits till they are some ways away before she starts following behind them. In the condition she left them in, they may die from their injuries before they reached the motorcycle she left for them.
She leaves her mask on as she follows them. She sees Tom catch up with Jerry and after about ten miles, they get into a fight. Tom ends up killing Jerry by smashing his head with a rock he found. Jerry did get a good hit in on Tom and after a while he drops to the ground.
Cora walks up to him and kneel next to him "I gave you my word I would let you live, but you decide to take your life and those of your victims. Now, you know how the people you, raped, beaten, torture felt now. Now, you get to go someplace I wouldn’t want to go. Oh, before you die. I want you to see my true face.”
Cora removes her mask and let Tom see her face.
“I’m one of your victims you left out in the desert to die, after you tortured and beaten me. I was the victim from the sex toy store.” She puts her mask back on.
Tom couldn’t believe that the tranny they tortured and beaten had survive. She had no pulse when they checked. They had wrapped her up in plastic and left her to die. He closes his eyes and takes his last breath.
Cora tracks down Barry and find him lying on the ground face first. She approaches carefully and kneels next to him. She checks his pulse and couldn’t detect one. She pulls one of her small knives out and poke him with it, but gets no response from him. Cora turns his body over and checks again to make sure he was dead. She walks the rest of the way and gets the motorcycle and head back to their bodies.
She ties their legs and drag their bodies to the pit she had dug earlier to bury them in. She should just leave them out in the desert for the coyotes and other critters to eat. Once their bodies are dumped in the pit. She fills it in and heads back to her trailer to plan how she was going to break into Isiach Cage place. He lived in a gated community and on the tenth floor of a condominium tower.
There was another building not too far away she could get to the top of. She could use her squirrel suit to glide the distances to the balcony of Isiach’s place. She could see if she can get George’s friend to take her up in a helicopter and glide down to that floor.
According to Tom, the governor was a pedophile and Isiach supplied kids for his pleasure. Isiach was also the one responsible for running the baby factory along with some doctor. He told her where the place was and gave her his access code. The thing is, she wanted to get Isiach first. Maybe she should go and check out the place to see how many women they had there, that they were using to produce babies.
Cora grabs her spear and heads back out to her motorcycle. She had gotten it from a friend of George’s. She hops on and heads towards the city. The building they were using for a baby factor was in an old warehouse. It takes her forty-five minutes to locate the place. She parks her motorcycle nearby and heads towards the door that Tom had told her about and use his code to get in. All around her looked like a normal warehouse. She looks around and finds a concealed door and uses the code again to get inside the place. There was a small office and then she finds several delivery rooms and as she goes deeper into the place. She finds an open space with over fifty hospital beds with women of various ages and races hooked up to machines. All of them were in various stages of pregnancy.
She moves quickly and find some private rooms. Inside one room was a ten-year-old blonde hair girl that looked to be pregnant. She picks the lock and sneak in. she moves to the girl’s side quickly and cover her mouth with her hand.
“Don’t scream. I’m here to help you.” She removes her hand.
Tiffany looks at the person with a fox face mask. She was scared when she felt a hand cover her mouth, but the voice that spoke to her was a girl’s voice.
“What is your name?”
“Tiffany Jenkson.” Tiffany was watching the fox person in front of her.
“Well, Tiffany. Can you tell me who did this to you?” Cora held Tiffany’s hand.
She shakes her head yes “my grandfather did this to me. He put a baby inside of me and said it was time for me to produce a child for him.”
Tears started running down from her eyes.
“Where’s your mother?” Cora tries not to get angry, but she was having a hard time controlling her temper.
“She’s out there with the others. She going to have a baby and with the other women.” Tiffany wanted her mother.
Cora hears some noise just outside the door she came through. It starts to open and a huge guy in a security uniform sticks his head in. He had his gun drawn. Cora takes her spear and smacks the guys wrist as hard as she could. She hears the bones crack as her spear blunt end connects with his wrist.
Donald had heard voices coming from ward 1 and was surprised to find the door unlocked. He had pulled his gun out and the next thing he felt was something hard hitting his wrist. He heard the bones in his wrist crack as pain shot up his arm.
Cora spins her spear and shoves the blunt end into the man’s stomach. Cora manages to push him back as far as she could. She whacks him again on his right arm and then sweep his legs out from under him.
Donald couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He tried to defend himself against someone wearing a fox mask. By the time he reacted, the figure would hit him somewhere else. Now he was looking up the figure with a spear pointed under his chin.
“Now, how many of you are on duty right now?” Cora had her spear pointed at his neck.
“There are six of us working tonight.” Donald was on patrol and came in to check on the little girl. The women he didn’t care about, but the girl
shouldn’t have to go through what she was going through at her age.
“Where are they?”
“Two are in the control room, the others are patrolling the other floors.”
Cora knocks the security guard out and zip tie his hands behind his back. She drags him back into the room.
“Tiffany, I need to take care of the other guards. Please stay here till I come back for you.” Cora hugs Tiffany and leaves.
She goes and start taking out the other guards. She finds one having sex with one of the ladies that was pregnant, and it didn’t look like she was enjoying it. She knocks him out and cuts his penis and testicles off. She packages the wound. She pulls the fire alarm after she gets the address of the doctor from one of the guards.
The fire trucks and police show-up. Cora does go and gets Tiffany and put her with her mother. When the police come in, she disappears from sight after leaving a note for them. She was ready to kill the doctor. She heads towards his place, after calling George and informing him that he might be called in. She tells him everything she found. She tells him the Doctor that is involve with this baby factory.
She listens as he tells her not to do anything. He would handle that problem.He also suggested that it might be best for her to come home and they will talk about the other problem. She closes her cellphone and heads home instead.
Cora had driven back to George’s place later that night. As she guessed, he wasn’t home. So, she goes back to her place and slips out of the clothes the spirits gave her. She hangs the mask on the hook carefully, so it doesn't get damage. Cora knew the mask was extremely old and hand made.
She steps into the shower and let the hot water cascade down her petite form. There were still scars on her body to remind her of why she was doing this. The spirits had given her a second chance to right the wrongs done to others like herself and to the innocents. She just lets the hot water cleanse her body, along with her spirit. She scrubs her body with the herbal body wash one of the ladies of the tribe made for her.
She still finds it weird that the spirits had chosen her to right the wrong done to others. Her and George had talked about what she saw when they restored her spirit and mind. Why she had two different spirit entities watching and guiding her. She had the Fox spirit inside of her that allows her to be the one to play tricks and move as swiftly as she does. The Eagle or War Eagle as she found out from George. It was associated with warriors and courage in battle. The Eagle was giving her the courage to be fearless and do what was necessary to win.
She turns the shower off and dry off, before heading to her bedroom and slipping on a pair of shorts and a camisole. She walks outside and just stand there looking up at the stars in the sky.
“Thank you, for giving me a second chance.” She closes her eyes and just breath in the night air.
Cora centers herself and reaches down into the Earth feeling for the spiritual energies George told her that existed. She could feel everything around her. The fox nearby out hunting, A group of coyotes out prowling, just on the edge of her awareness. The rattle snake moving and the bobcat chasing after a jackrabbit. She could feel where they were compare to her location. She slowly exhales as goosepimples form on her arm. She slowly disconnects from the Earth and slowly breath in. She’ll need to speak to George’s friend tomorrow to see if she can help her.
Dropping from her helicopter and gliding in on her squirrel wings to the balcony of the condo where Isiach lived, was the best way to enter his place.
It was something she had never tried before. However, according to a few YouTube video’s and her instructor, it could be done. She smirks, as an image of Batman Beyond pops in her thoughts. It would be just like the way he would do it, except she didn’t have the rocket boots. She heads inside and take another look at the images of the building the condo was located.
Katey:
Katey couldn’t believe how many women had been purposely impregnated to have babies. She had read news articles, but she had never encounter anything like this. Why would someone do something like this to another human being? She watches as her partner on this flight made sure all the women she was transporting to nearby hospital were secure before taking off. She's been informed that there had been thirty women total in that warehouse.
The doctor responsible for impregnating the women were using semen from a local fertility clinic he owned as the donor semen. The only exception was the ten-year-old girl, who had been impregnated by her grandfather. He was using her to father a child for the family, so the family name would continue after his death. The sick bastard even used his own daughter to carry his child. He didn’t want her to inherit any of the family money at all.
“We’re all set Katey. Everyone is secure.” Ralph takes his place in the co-pilot’s seat.
Ralph has been assigned as her co-pilot. Which was fine with her, because he wanted to learn how to fly helicopters. Since she had an instructors license, she could teach him when they went up together. Ralph watches Katey as she lifted off the asphalt they had land on and up into the air.
“You make it seem so easy, Katey.” Ralph liked flying with Katey. She was easy to get along with and didn’t mind explaining things over if you didn’t get it the first time.
“It is, once you get the hang of it. I love being able to fly like the birds and soaring above the clouds.” Katey remembers the first time she flew solo. She was nervous, but she had enjoyed it immensely.
“Well, I can’t wait till I can fly on my own. It’s fun flying with you, but you are crazy at times.” Ralph hadn’t liked it when she did nap of the earth flying. She scared him with those; which she would normally do in her own chopper or when she did her crazy stunts either.
“Wait till you join the service, Ralph. They will teach you a lot of different combat moves for your helicopter.”
“Is that where you learned how to do your stunts?” He looks over at her.
“Yes and no. Some of them I did, but the rest I learned when I was a kid. I learned from some old timers that liked showing off. I grew up around helicopters and jet fighters. I’ve meet some of the best pilots, from just hanging at the airfield.” Katey spotted the hospital these batch of ladies were heading too.
“Do you want to land us?” Katey looks at Ralph.
“If it was just us, my answer would be yes. However, since it isn’t, I rather you did the landing.” Ralph didn’t want to botch it or scared the ladies any more than they were.
Katey comes in and gently land her helicopter. There wasn’t even a light bump as she landed. A group of nurses and hospital staff rushes forward to take the women. Once they were clear, she headed back towards the airfield for the night. As she is flying, she receives a text from George asking her to stop by his place tomorrow afternoon, please.
Once she lands at the airfield, she texts back she would.
“Alright, Ralph. Let’s do our after-flight check list and get her fuel up for the next pilot tomorrow.” Katey wanted to make sure the helicopter was in good condition for the morning crew tomorrow.
Her Ralph were taking her personal helicopter up tomorrow morning. She was doing a gig for a radio station as their eyes in the sky traffic person. She stands by and watches as Ralph goes through the checklist and mark things off. They get the fuel truck to come by and refuel the helicopter. Once everything was done to her satisfaction. They secure the copter and call it a night.
Katey stops at a subway and grabs a foot long sub to take back home with her. She didn’t feel like cooking tonight. She wonders what George wanted to talk to her about. She’s noticed he’s become a little more secretive, since that night out in the desert. She pulls into her garage and heads into the house and check her messages. Her eye brows raise when she hears her cousin Bart’s voice. He wanted to know if she’ll be available for Thanksgiving Dinner at his ranch. He can’t promise a gourmet meal, but the food will be decent enough.
She takes her cellphone out and send him a yes. She also texts him to send her what time the meal will be, so she can be there a few days ahead of time to help. After sending the text, she sits down on the sofa and watch her favorite movie.
Cora couldn’t believe she was about to try something so dangerous as jumping out of a helicopter and landing on the balcony with her squirrel suit. She had done a couple of test jumps before she decided to do this one, to see if she could do it. The first few times she crashed and burned. The suit had absorbed the damage, but she had a limp to her walk for a few days.
Randy was watching the girl they had picked up at the airfield. At first, he wonders why she was dressed all in black from her head to her toes and carrying tomahawks on her waist. Her face was covered up by a fox looking mask that concealed her identity. Katey told him she was doing a favor for a friend. They were hovering at the altitude that the person in the black outfit would need to use their glide wings.
Katey looks back towards Cora “are you ready to jump?”
Cora gives her the thumbs up signal.
“Alright, GO!” Katey kept the helicopter steadied as she watched Cora jump.
Katey watches as Cora drops and then deploy the wings on the strange suit she was wearing. She had never seen a suit like the one Cora had on. When she asked Cora where she got it from. She told her the spirits had given it to her. Katey couldn’t believe that this was why George had wanted to talk to her that night. She had gone over and met Cora that night. George explained to her that Cora was the one responsible for finding and putting an end to the baby factory she had transported women from.
Katey enjoyed using a wing suit, but when Cora told her what her plan was. She wasn’t that daring to try that stunt. She had helped Cora practice for the past few days to get the stunt right. Next time she is hired to do stunts. She might mention this stunt to them.
Cora jumps out and away from the helicopter towards her target. Once she reached where she needed to be, she extends her glide wings and glided towards the building. She was enjoying the excitement as she glided to her location. This was the first time she has ever done anything like this. She spots her target coming up and glided to it. She didn’t have much stopping space, as she touched down on the balcony.
She looks up towards the moon “thank you.”
Cora closes her arms and the glide wings disappear into the suit. She walks over to the sliding glass door and test it. It was lock. She takes one of her sharp obsidian knives out and cuts a circle big enough to get her hand through and unlocks the door. She looks around for surveillance and security systems and spots a few. They were an easy system to fool. She makes her way over to the security pad and enters the code. She could tell which numbers the person uses from the wear on the keys.
She moves around quietly checking his desk, computer systems and looking for a hidden safe. She finds the safe and realize it has an electronic style lock on it. She stares at the key pad and notices which keys she needed to press. The spirits were helping her tonight. She opens the safe and finds a portable hard drive in it. She pulls the drive out and goes over to the computer and plug it in. The computer asks her for a passcode. She looks around the desk the computer is sitting on and spots a folded-up piece of paper sticking out of a book on the desk. She couldn’t believe the person would be so careless. She inputs the password she finds, and the computer continues to boot up. She puts the paper back where she found it.
She looks around in his files and finds the other list the person had and prints those out. She locates the password for the portable drive and enters the password for it. She couldn’t believe what she had found. This person was an organizer. If there was something a person needed or wanted he could get it. The files he had were things he has gotten for his clients. She spots the Governors name and clicks on his folder.
The file contained pictures of young boys and girls this person had supplied to the governor. He was a freaking pedophile. Some of the children in the pictures were as young as 6 years old. There were files of business men and women that he had supplied things or people too. There were also receipts of sales of priceless Native American artifacts that had been sold and who he had bought them from.
“Unbelievable.” Cora couldn’t believe how this person got away with it.
He owns a world wide moving company, which meant he could get anything from anywhere. She couldn’t believe everything she was seeing on the drives. He had all sorts of clients that ranged from low level street hustlers to government officials. She spots a few names she knew among the list. There were names of tribal members that were on the council that had used his services. She hears a set of keys rattling against the door. She disables the password on the portable drive, so she can bring it up on her system. She slips it into a pouch on her waist.
She pulls her blowgun out and loads it. She waits by the door for the person to enter. When he stumbles in with a drunk woman in his arms. She hits him with her knockout dart and knocks out the woman with another knockout dart. She did find pictures of naked woman and officials in compromising positions. He could use those pictures to blackmail people. She drags both the people in and towards the master bedroom. She puts them on the bed and undresses them. She arranges them on the bed like they had stumble onto it while kissing.
Cora takes a picture before she leaves and makes her way out of the person’s apartment. She makes her way up to the roof and extend her glider wings. She jumps off the roof and glides for a good long way before she is forced to land. She makes the glider wings disappear and start running back towards her place.
Cora figures she’ll get there just as the sun is coming up. Cora spots George outside waiting for her. She runs up to him and remove her mask.
George hands a bottle of cold water to Cora.
“Thanks George.” She takes a good swig from it and rinse her mouth out.
She spits it out and takes another swig. This time she enjoys the water as it travels down her throat. She takes another swig and closes her eyes as she relaxes.
“I take it, that your trip tonight was informative?”
“Yep, and you won’t believe what I found.” Cora pulls the portable drive out of the pouch she had put it in.
“Okay, it’s a portable drive. What so special about it?” George knew about portable drives.
“This has every person Isiach Cage has dealt with over the years and what they had requested from him. You wouldn’t believe who some of his clients are or what they had sold or traded to him for other items. I thought he had connections with the Doctor that ran that baby factory, but that wasn’t the case. Sure, he did supply them with women, but he wasn’t getting much of a kickback from the Doctor.” Cora had seen how much money he had been receiving from the doctor.
“So, what was his connection to the other guys?” George was curious.
“He was making profits off the filming of the abuse. He was selling the video recordings to some company in Las Vegas. I think I might know who they are.” Cora remembered seeing some of the films at the bondage store she worked at.
“Why don’t we take this inside and talk about it more.” George heads inside his house.
Cora follows behind him and takes another swig of her water. The information she found on the Governor was damaging. He got kickbacks from the company producing the videos. Not only was he involved or in bed with them, but certain members of the police department were as well.
She knew this was going to keep getting bigger and bigger and when she release this information to the press, heads were going to roll.
Cora tosses her throwing knife at her make shift target, thinking about all the information she had so far. She could release the information to the media, but it would give them a chance to escape. She retrieves the throwing knife she threw and tosses it again into her make shift target.
She couldn’t trust the police, because some of them were on the list she found. She could understand why some of the Native American chiefs
were on the list. They had traded to get things for the members of the community.
She tosses her knife again at her target and retrieve it. The question she needed answered was what should she do with what she had so far? These people needed to be held responsible for what they have done to others. She tosses the knife again and hits the target. As she is walking towards the target. She stops, and it dawns on her what she needs to do. She grabs her knife and run inside her trailer for her car keys. She grabs the information she has and goes out to her Ford Escort and drive towards town. Maybe, she could get the local US Marshal office to help her out.
Cora drives to the nearest US Marshal. She hopes someone there will be able to help her.
Before she arrives at the Marshal’s office. She stops at her old job and go looking for the video’s she remembered. She was looking for a certain one. She slowly goes through the movies and find the one she was looking for. She looks for the company that product the movie and record their name. She takes the movie up to the counter.
“Excuse me, I would like to buy this movie.” Cora was digging out her wallet to grabs some cash.
Arnold turns around to ring up the video. He looks a the Native American movie in front of him and then at the sniff film she was buying.
“Good choice. You’ll like this movie. The she-male in it buys it in the end. Whoever make these movies capture the true essences of the actors.” He scans the cover.
Cora couldn’t believe that the store kept Arnold after what happened to her.
“That will be $15.65, ma’am.”
She hands him a $20.00-dollar bill.
Arnold accepts the money and gives her back the change “you have a nice day ma’am.”
“You too, Arnold.” Cora turns around and walks out of the store towards her car.
She recognizes the picture on the front of the cover. She was one of the girls that had been kidnapped and tortured. Why no one didn’t recognize the girl she didn’t know. She gets back in her car and heads towards the US Marshal’s office.
She listens to her favorite radio station as she drives towards Salt Lake City to see US Marshal James Leonard. All the evidence she has should put a lot of people in jail. She had the evidence against the Governor ready to go to any major news agency. A she is driving down the highway, she wonders if the spirits mind her following this path? She needed help with bring these people to justice.
After an hour-n-half of driving. She pulls into the parking lot of the Marshal’s office. She sits there for a few minutes, before getting out of the car and walks inside.
Salt Lake City US Marshal Office:
James Leonard and his partner Delaney Johnson were working on several cases that have come across their desk. So, many things have happened recently in the past few months. They were still playing catch-up with a lot of it.
Marshal Leonard’s phone starts ring. He picks it up.
“Mr. Leonard, there is a Cora Black here to see you.”
“Thank you, Elizabeth. I’ll be up in a minute.” Leonard hangs up and stands up.
Delaney looks over towards her partner “what is it, Leonard?”
“I have a visitor up front.” Leonard wonders what Ms. Black wants.
Leonard goes up front to meet Cora Black. He notices a Native American woman with long black hair tied back into a pony tail. She was wearing a pair of skinny blue jeans, a matching tear shirt and a pair of black work boots. Her belt buckle is what drew his attention. It had a Black Fox with wings jumping away from the belt buckle.
“What can I do for you Miss. Black?” James Leonard stands before her.
“It’s what I can do for you, which will benefit me. Is there some place else we can talk in private?” Cora hopes Marshal Leonard will be able to help.
“Yes, if you’ll follow me.” He escorts her to an interview room.
“Would you like anything to drink?” He looks at her as she takes a seat.
“No, I’m fine.” Cora sits down and opens her laptop and brings up what she ahs so far on the governor. Once she ahs the information up on the screen, she turns the lap top around to face Mr. Leonard.
“You might find this interesting.” She watches as he starts going through the information she brought up on the governor.
James couldn’t believe what he was seeing and reading. He looks at all the evidence this person had on the Governor of Utah. He looks towards her.
“Where did you get all of this?” James Leonard was curious.
“I sort of acquire it from the original owner and supplier. Along with other information you’ll find interesting.” She turns the laptop around and bring up the missing transgender girls and lesbians. She had moved the videos that had been taken of their torture with each file.
She turns the laptop back around and shows him. She also put the DVD she bought and put it next to the laptop.
“That video has images from the file of the actress in this porn movie.” Cora watches his expression.
James picks the DVD up and notices right away the resemblance of the woman on the cover and the file in front of him. He couldn’t believe it.
Here was one of the missing women he has been looking for.
“You might want to send some police over to that company who made the sniff films. They have copies of the original films.” Cora just watched James’ expression.
James looks at the petite Native American woman in front of him.
“How exactly did you acquire this matter?”
“I took it without them knowing. I also have the transaction records of the supplier, who supplied those children to the Governor.”
“Okay, so, why did you bring this material to me to handle?” James was curious.
“Because it’s too big for me to handle alone. If one person finds out that I have this material. You’ll be looking at all of them going into hiding. If you decide to go after them. It needs to be as one massive strike. That way they can’t warn each other and or scatter on us.”
“You say us, as if you’ll be part of this. What agency are you with?” James was curious.
“I’m a private detective and I have been investigating this matter for a while now. I know the information is good, because I got it straight from the horse’s mouth.
“Let me go over the material and get back to you. This way we can arrest everyone all at once.” James did like the idea of arresting everyone at once.
“Well, I’ll be in touch with you then. Here is my phone number, should you need to get in touch with me.” Cora hands him one of her business cards.
James escorts Cora back to the front and watches as she leaves.
Cora was enjoying the rush of the air as she glided along. She hadn’t heard back from the Marshals yet about going after the people. She didn’t know if they wanted her involve in arresting them or not. It really didn’t matter a whole lot to her. Her responsibility was to the people here on the reservation. She tilts a little down and turns as she glides to the right.
The air was cold out, but the winds were strong.
She had called Katey and asked if she wouldn’t mind taking her up in the helicopter. Katey hadn’t mind taking her up. She was free for a few hours. So, she stopped by and picked Cora up and took her high up, so she could jump out and glide down in her squirrel suit. Katey wanted to join her, but she had another job she had to attend too.
Cora enjoys the feel of flying. She felt free like a bird does as it flew. She continues downward towards the ground. When the time comes, she pulls her rip cord and let her parachute release to take her the rest of the way. She wasn’t using the suit the spirits gave her, but her normal squirrel suit. She lands safely where she wanted to. Which was a few yards from the back of George’s house.
George thought she was crazy for wanting to jump out of a helicopter or even a plane. She had just smiled at him as she left to get her suit and meet up with Katey. Cora spots George standing outside in his coat just watching her as she walked towards his place.
“What? I had fun. I felt so free and relaxed just gliding down through the air. Isn’t that why the spirits gave me the totem symbol of the Eagle?
Because of my love of the sky?” Cora carried the totem of both Fox and the Eagle.
“If you say so.” George holds the door open, so Cora could walk through with her parachute balled up in her arms.
Once inside George’s place. Cora strips out of her flight suit and fixes herself a cup of tea George keeps brewed. It was an herbal blend that he drunk for his joints. She sweetens it with some honey and grab a fresh biscuit to munch on.
While she is munching on her biscuit. She thinks about that young girl that had been impregnated with her grandfather’s sperm.
“George, how is Tiffany Jenkson doing?” Cora wonders if she was going to be able to have the baby she was carrying.
“She’s doing alright. Unfortunately, she’s going to have to carry the baby full term. She won’t be able to have a normal delivery like most
teenage women. She going to have a c section for the child to be born. Both the child she is carrying and the child her mother is carrying is healthy.” George had been concerned when he had examined the ten-year-old girl.
He couldn’t believe her own grandfather had impregnated her. She was just ten-years-old. He had managed to get a DNA sample of the
Governor. He compared it with the baby’s DNA and with hers.
“You might want to pass that information along to Marshal James Leonard. He can use that information as evidence of what he did to his own daughter and granddaughter.” Cora wanted to see the bastard arrested and put away for what he has done.
How he has gotten away with it for as long as he has, is amazing. She thinks about the other women that had been impregnated. They were being used to breed babies that could be sold to couples who couldn’t have children of their own.
“So, what are your plans for the rest of the day?”
“I figure I would go over the information I have one more time to see if there is anything I missed. Afterwards, maybe read a book and listen to some music. Unless there is something I missed in the information I have collected or unless the Marshal’s decided to let me come along on the bust of one of the bad guys. My involvement in the case has come to an end.” Cora picks her chute and jumpsuit up and head home.
Just as she walks into her trailer, her cellphone starts ringing.
“Hello?”
“Can I speak to Cora Black?”
“Speaking.” Cora wonders who this was.
“Hello, Miss. Black. This Marshal Leonard How fast can you get down here to the Marshal office in Salt Lake City?” Marshal Leonard had gotten the okay to include Ms. Black in the arrest of the Governor. The sheriff department and police department were hitting the other locations Ms. Black had given them.
Cora looks at the clock “if I break the speed limit, within the hour. If I follow the speed limit, about an hour-n-half.”
James just smile when he hears Cora response “why don’t I expect you in hour-n-half.”
“Okay Marshal Leonard. I’ll see you in about an Hour-n-half.” Cora grab the car keys to the Camaro she took from the brothers.
She slips out of her street clothes and slip on the outfit the spirits gave her and all the gear. She may look weird when she shows up, but the
spirits gave them to her for a reason. She grabs her fox mask and slip it in her purse out of sight.
She heads out to the Camaro and start it up. She text George, just before she drives off. She makes sure she only speeds a little bit on the reservation. She doesn’t want to get on the bad side of tribal police. Once she gets out on the open road and give the car a little bit more gas and do about twenty miles over the speed limit.
It only took her forty-five minutes to get to Salt Lake City. She broke the speed limit getting to the Marshal office. She slows down, before pulling into the parking lot. She parks the Camaro and heads into the Marshal office.
She notices that the same receptionist was at the front desk. She walks up to it.
“I’m here to see Marshal Leonard.” Cora had her PI license out just in case they needed it.
“Ah, Ms. Black. If you can show me your id, please.” Elizabeth picks up a pen, so she could write Miss. Black a visitor pass.
Cora shows Elizabeth her PI license. It had her picture and the state that issued it, along with her badge.
Elizabeth fills out a visitor badge for Cora “here you go Miss. Black.” As she hands the badge to Cora.
“Thank you.” Cora puts her PI badge back in a pouch on her belt.
Elizabeth informs Marshal Leonard that she was bring Ms. Black back to him.
Cora follows behind Elizabeth to conference room 2. She walks in as Elizabeth leaves her to go get Marshal Leonard and his partner.
Marshal Leonard was surprised to see the way Ms. Black was dressed as he walked into the conference room. It made her look like she was a special forces or SWAT person. He didn’t see a gun or anything on her, except for the handles of two knives.
“Well, it seems you got here sooner then you said you would. If you don’t mind me asking, how fast were you going?”
A smile appears on Cora’s face “I was pushing about 90 mph. I have some new information for you. You know those women that were rescued a few days ago? Well, two of them are related to the Governor. One is his daughter, that is carrying his baby. The other one, the ten-year-old girl by the name of Tiffany Jenkson. She is his granddaughter and she is carrying his baby as well. On top of that, Tiffany is his and his
daughter’s child. She is his own grandchild made by him and his own daughter. She became pregnant by him.” Cora watches Marshal Leonard’s face.
She could see anger in his eyes after she told him how young Tiffany was and how her Grandfather had impregnated her.
“How do you know this?” Marshal Leonard was curious by how she came across this information.
“Because I was the one responsible for their rescue. Also, my friend who is their doctor did a DNA test. It came back positive as him being the father to his daughter and to his own grandchild and the child she is carrying inside her womb.” Cora wonder what someone would do that.
“You better come with me and my partner then, because we are going to go and arrest him.” Marshal Leonard gets up from the chair he had sat down on and leads Cora out of the conference room.
He leads her out to the parking lot. Cora spots his partner. She looked to be Mexican and was wearing black dress pants and a dark gray blouse that with it. She had her hair tied back in a ponytail and was wearing a nice pair of black dress shoes.
“Miss. Cora Black, I would like you to meet my partner Deputy US Marshal Delaney Johnson.” Leonard figures it was time Delaney and Cora meet.
Marshal Johnson smiles at Cora. She had seen the petite Native American young lady when she passed the conference room. She was wondering why she was dress like a SWAT/ Special Forces operative. She did notice the silver choker Cora had on around her neck. It had the face of a fox right in the middle of it with cat’s eye stones for its eyes.
“It’s nice to meet you Miss. Black.” She extends her hand out to Cora.
Cora shakes her hand “it’s nice to meet you as well, Marshal Johnson.”
Delaney could tell that Cora had a light touch to her grip as she shook her hand. She releases her hand after a few seconds. Delaney had felt her hand and it was nice and smooth.
“We better load up.” Delaney opens the back door of the SUV they were taking for Cora.
Cora climbs in and moves to the center of the back seat That way she could talk with the Marshal’s as they drove.
“Really? Do you honestly believe you're going to outrun my helicopter?” Katey was chasing after a suspect’s car in a high-speed chase.
“He figures his muscle car has more power then this helicopter.” Ralph was riding shotgun with Katey.
Lately, he has been her co-pilot. He didn’t know if she requested it or if their supervisor figured they worked well together. They were working with the Arizona Highway Patrol.
“Do you think they have the roadblock set-up yet?” Ralph glances over towards Katey.
“I hope so, because if they don’t. I might have to dust the car and hope the guy stops.” Katey knew a few tricks with the helicopter to take the suspect out.
“There’s the roadblock up ahead.” Ralph spotted it through the binoculars he was using.
Katey watches as the driver continues to head towards the roadblock. What was he thinking? Katey continued to follow the car. The next thing
she knows. An explosion occurs, and she was losing control of the helicopter. The cabin area was filling up with smoke.
“What hit us?” Ralph was coughing and choking on the smoke filling the helicopter.
Katey had no idea what had hit them, but she manages to land the helicopter. She and Ralph manage to exit from the helicopter before it catches fire. Katey looks at her helicopter and notices the tail rotor had been blown off. She was watching her helicopter burn from a safe distance.
They hear explosions from the direction of the roadblock. Both saw smoke coming from the direction of the roadblock.
“Come on Ralph, let’s see what happened.” Katey starts running towards the roadblock.
Ralph follows behind Katey as she ran. Twenty minutes into their run, they are picked up by a news helicopter. When the news helicopter lands at the location of the roadblock. It looked like a war zone. The police cars they used to block the road had been blown apart by some sort of explosive device. There were body parts and dead police officers littering the ground.
“What caused this?” Ralph had to excuse himself as he left Katey’s side quickly and started vomiting on the side of the road.
Katey kneels near a blown-up police car. The blast pattern looked familiar to her. She has seen this type of damage before. Then it dawns on her. It was the blast pattern from a 40mm grenade. When she had her weapons training in the army.
“Why would someone use a 40mm grenade launcher on a bunch of State Troopers?” Katey stands up when she hears the sirens from the paramedics and state troopers coming towards them.
Sgt. Posse questions Katey about what happened to her helicopter and what happened at the crime site with his fellow officers. He was familiar with her because she has done some work with them. He couldn’t believe someone had tried to take her out as well. He wanted to know who was behind the attack and who the driver was in the car they had been chasing and trying to stop.
A forensic team shows up and starts going through the wreckage of the helicopter. Sgt. Posse gives Katey and Ralph a ride back to the airport.
Once they arrive at the airport, Katey meets with their supervisor. She and Ralph fill out a report with everything they could remember from the accident.
Once she is done, she gets in her Jeep Wrangler and starts heading home. She couldn’t figure out why someone would be gunning for her. She was only a civilian contractor that flew helicopters. She doesn’t stop anywhere on the way home. As she is pulling up to her home. She notices something wasn’t right. The hidden lights above her garage door and front door were blinking red. She pulls her .40 caliber High Power Browning from it’s hiding spot and moves quietly to her house. She sneaks into her garage and slowly turns the doorknob on the door. She slams it open to hit anyone hiding behind it.
She felt the door hit someone and spots another person turning to shoot her from the living room. She fires her gun hitting them in the chest and moves further into the kitchen for cover. She spins around and puts a round into the person’s leg hiding behind the garage door. Two rounds miss her as another attacker she didn’t see fires at her.
She fires her gun and instead of killing him. She shoots the gun he is holding out of his hand. It goes against everything she was taught by her instructors and her brother, but if she kills them all. She won’t be able to find out who they are or who sent them if they are working for someone.
“Hands up or the next shot goes into your head.” She walks over to the one she shot in the leg and grab his gun.
“Now, we are going to have a little talk. I want to know who sent you to me. You, come over here and help gimpy out to my garage.” Katey had her gun pointed at the guy she shot his weapon out of his hand.
Richardo walks over and helps Arturo up off the floor. He looks at his friend Miguel and Gerardo who was laying on the floor in a pool of their own blood. He helps his friend Arturo into the garage.
“Place him over there on the chair.” Katey didn’t know the first thing about interrogation.
She watches as the guy places the other one on the folding chair she keeps in the garage. She’ll have to wing it and see if she can’t pull a rabbit out of her hat. She wanted to know why was she targeted?
Gerardo places Arturo on the chair. He could see that his friend was in pain from the gunshot to his leg.
“Good. Now there is a roll of duct tape on the bench there next to you. I want you to secure him to the chair. You better make it tight or I might use you as a target.” Katey had both guns aimed at him.
Gerardo secures Arturo to the folding chair with the duct tape. He looks back at the woman they had been sent to kill. She should have been killed by Javier in the air, but no. The dumb bitch survived the crash landing.
“Now, go stand over there against that support pole.” Katey motions Gerardo over towards the support.
Gerardo moves over towards the support pole in the garage.
“Turn around and face me. Now put your hands behind your back and stand there.” Katey walks over and behind him and use the duct tape to secure his hands.
Katey walks back around and over to her workbench where she keeps some tools. She ejects the magazine out of the gun she picked up and eject the round from the chamber and lay them on the workbench. She secures her gun and turns around to face the men.
“You know, I have never interrogated anyone before. So, I don’t know what the rules are, but I figure you’ll tell me what I want to know.”
“I ain’t telling you shit, Coño.” Arturo wasn’t going to tell this woman anything.
He knew if he did, he was dead. He watches her see what she was going to do.
A smirk appears on Katey’s face. She walks in front of him with a 5lb sledgehammer in her hands. She kneels in front of his bound legs and starts removing his boot.
“You know, I did see this movie with Mel Gibson called Payback. The bad guy used a hammer to smash his toes, while they interrogated him. Now, I can’t find my hammer, but I’m guessing this 5lb sledgehammer will have the same effect. Now, I’m going to ask you one more time, before I use it to turn your little piggies into hamburger.” She looks up at his face.
Arturo spits into her face. A smirk appears on his face. He doesn’t think this woman would do it.
“Okay, we'll do this the hard way.” Katey raises her hammer up “this little piggy went to the market.”
Katey brings the sledgehammer down hard on his pinky toe. She wanted to know who sent these men here to kill her and if they sent someone to kill Ralph as well.
Arturo screams as he feels the hammer come down on his pinky toe. He looks down at her with pain in his face. He wasn’t going to talk.
Katey looks over towards the other guy that was secured to the support pole.
“You can stop this. All you have to do is talk to me.” Katey didn’t like doing this, but she wanted answers.
Her cousin Bart said sometimes, you must do things you don’t like doing to make people talk.
She raises the sledgehammer up again and holds it ready to smash the next toe.
“This little piggy stayed home.” She brings the sledgehammer down on the toe.
Arturo screams as the toe is smash.
Gerardo looks at the woman and then his friend. He wants to save his friend, but he’ll be killed if he does. He starts cussing at Katey in Spanish.
“This little piggy had roast beef.” Katey brings the sledgehammer down on Arturo’s middle toe.
Arturo screams again. He starts cussing in Spanish at Katey.
“This little piggy had none.” The sledgehammer comes down on his toe.
“Alright, stop it. I’ll tell you.” Gerardo couldn’t take it anymore.
Katey stands up and walks over to him. She pulls her cellphone out to record the information.
“Trevor McAdams, he hired us to kill you. You and your co-pilot were supposed to have been killed this afternoon while you were chasing that
car. When you managed to land your helicopter, he sent us in to kill you.” Gerardo knew if McAdams find out that he talked he was dead.
“Why does he want me dead? What have I done to him?” Katey didn’t know any Trevor McAdams.
“I don’t know. He didn’t tell me. All I was told was to bring my guys in and kill you.” Gerardo hopes Trevor McAdams doesn’t find out that she wasn’t dead.
“How are you supposed to get in touch with him to confirm I was dead?” Katey was curious.
“By giving him your head.” Gerardo was told he was to deliver her head to him. He was very clear about that.
Katey stops recording and call the police to come and pick these clowns up. She tells them to send the coroner as well. She does get the location of the vehicle Gerardo and his crew arrived in. While she is waiting for the police, she turns the extra security system off.
She was going to have to call her brother to see if her brother knew who Trevor McAdams was. She might have to call George and see if he knew. She has been helping his PI friend out lately.
Once the police and forensics team leave her place. She cleans her place up and takes a nice hot bath afterwards. She finishes off a bottle of wine she opened a few days ago.
Cora and the two U.S. Marshals were driving over towards the Governor house. When out of nowhere a box truck T-bones the driver side of the SUV they were in. Marshal Leonard was driving and was killed instantly upon impact. Before Cora and Marshal Johnson could react or gather their wits. Four guys existed from the rear of the box truck. They start spraying the SUV with gunfire.
Cora felt the bullets impact her body. The suit given to her by the spirits protected her body, but she still felt each impact. She falls to the floorboard for protection. She pushes through the pain and manages to open the back-passenger side door and fall out of the SUV. She spots a car leaving the area, as sounds of sirens approach her location.
She manages to crawl to the curb, just before the SUV explodes. She rests her head against the curb as she feels the heat from the burning
SUV. She passes out from the pain as she feels the flames and heat from the burning SUV.
The next thing she knows, she is woken-up with smelling salts and was looking into the face of a middle-aged male paramedic. He was shining a light into her eyes. She tries to swat his hand away.
“Easy, I’m just checking your pupils.” Brandon and his partner had found this girl laying on the curb.
The cops had arrived first and found the girl passed out on the side of the street. The SUV and the box truck had been burning. The fire trucks had showed-up a few minutes after the police and were in the process of putting the fire out. She could feel the ambulance moving.
“Stop the ambulance.” She tries to sit up but falls back on the stretcher she was lying on.
“No can do. You need to see a doctor with all the bruising you have.” He had tried to cut the suit she had on, but his scissors wouldn’t cut through the material.
Brandon managed to lift the material away from her body and saw that the skin underneath was bruised all to hell. She was just one big bruised. He feels the ambulance back into the parking space and the back door is open.
Cora watches as she is rushed towards the emergency room. When the nurses go to try and cut the suit off her.
“Stop! Just support me and I’ll remove the suit.” Cora sits up. She slowly and painfully remove the suit.
Her whole body was black and blue from where the bullets had hit her. She keeps the suit near her as the doctors checked her over. She had a few fractured ribs, but mostly she was just one big bruised.
The doctor wraps her chest and lets her get redress. Once she is fully dressed. The Officer in charge of the investigation comes walking in.
Detective Ramirez had been assigned to investigate what happened. They had found two dead bodies in the one SUV and none in what remained of the box truck. The only survivor they found at the crime scene was a petite Native American woman wearing some sort of custom-made bodysuit and wearing a silver choker around her neck with the head of a fox.
They found her purse and a spear with an obsidian spearhead on it near her. According to the identification cards they found inside her purse. She was a licensed private investigator and lived on the reservation.
Cora turns around when she was finished dressing and was looking at an older man wearing a dark blue suit standing in front of her. He looked to be of Latino descent and had a scar on his right cheek. If she had to guess his age, she would guess he was in his late thirties, early forties.
“What can I do for you detective?” Cora knew right away that he was a Detective.
Detective Ramirez felt a chill as the woman looked at him. There was something about the look in her eyes. It felt like something else was looking at him, instead of the person standing in front of him.
“Can you tell me what happened earlier today?” Ramirez takes out a notepad and gets ready to take her testimony.
“I was called by Marshal Leonard this morning and was informed that they were going to arrest the Governor. I met them at their office and joined him and his partner in their SUV. We were heading over to the Governor Manor to arrest him when we were T-bone by a box truck. Before I and Marshal Johnson could recover from the collision. We came under fire by four unknown assailants. Several rounds hit me before I could take cover on the floorboard of the SUV. I managed to escape the SUV and crawl to the curb. As I was crawling to the curb, the four unknown assailants were picked up and the SUV exploded. That was the last thing I saw before I passed out from the pain.” Cora hadn’t stopped looking at Ramirez as she recalled everything.
Ramirez looks up “why were you and the Marshal’s arresting the Governor?”
“You remember those women that were found that were being used to breed children?”
Ramirez nods his head yes.
“Well, I was the person responsible for finding them. Also, one of those women and the ten-year-old child they found among those women.
They happened to be the Governor’s daughter and granddaughter and they were carrying his child. On top of that, I had evidence that I turned over to the U.S. Marshal’s. It was a supplier that has been supplying the Governor with children for his entertainment. It had pictures and ages of every child taken to the sick bastard.”
“Do you know who the men were that attacked you and the Marshal’s?” Ramirez was curious why the men would attack them.
“Nope, I have no idea who they were. All I know is that they knew we were heading towards the Governors Manor and they were prepared to ambush us.” Cora wanted to know who was going out of their way to attack her and the Marshal’s.
“Where did you get the information, you gave the Marshal’s and what did it contain?” Ramirez was wondering if it had something to do with that information.
“I can’t give you that information, detective. All I can say is, I acquired it while working on another related case.” Cora knew it all started the day she was kidnapped and tortured.
Ramirez had been watching her body expressions. Normally, he was good at reading people, but this person gave nothing away with her body.
He does notice that the choker, pouches, belt buckle and wrist armbands she had on were of Native American design. Even the boots she had on were of Native American design.
“What case put you on this?” Ramirez figures he could investigate it and sees where it leads.
“My rebirth.”
Ramirez could her it in her tone that it was a mixture of regret and revenge.
“That’s not very helpful, Ms. Black.”
“I’m sorry, but the cops didn’t do anything about the case when they could. I did what they couldn’t do. All because they didn’t care.” Cora was still a little upset that the police hadn’t bother to investigate her disappearance.
“Do you still live on the reservation, Ms. Black?”
“Yes, sir.” Cora liked where she was. She wonders if anyone has gone after George?
“Detective, I think you should send the police over to the Governor and arrest him.” Cora wanted the bastard arrested.
“That’s not going to be possible. He was found dead a few hours ago near the airport. An airport maintenance team found his car near the back entrance. He was found dead inside. According to the note they found, it was suicide.”
Cora thinks about what she knew about the Governor “doesn’t fit. Everything, I know about him and what I learned from his daughter and granddaughter doesn’t fit. He would never take his life. He would fight to remain free.” Also, didn’t help that it didn’t feel right to her.
“Well, I’ll have our forensic team go back to the scene and car again. Do you need a cab?” Ramirez would speak to Carl in forensics about going through everything a second time.
“Yes, I left my car at the U.S. Marshal’s office.” Cora figures the Marshal’s were going to send their own investigator to find out what happened to their people.
“I’ll call a cab for you,” Ramirez calls a cab driver he knew to come to the hospital.
“Thank you.” Cora waits till Ramirez is done on the phone and check herself out.
The doctor gives her a prescription for pain. She tucks it into her purse and walks towards the front of the hospital for the cab.
Every part of Cora’s body was hurting her. Instead of going to the pharmacy and having her prescription filled for the pain pills. She decided to just take some strong aspirins and drink the tea that was supposed to help her. She kept a supply of different tea mixtures in her trailer that the tribal healer helped her put together.
She fixes herself some tea and after a couple of sips. She stopped feeling pain and was able to move more fluidly. Her joints and muscles weren’t hurting her when she moved. The bruising on her skin started to lighten. Her skin was turning back to its natural color.
Once she was able to move without hurting. Cora walks into her small kitchen and starts making herself some breakfast. She was starving after waking up. She had driven straight home after picking her car up at the Marshal’s office. Once she arrived at the home, she took a nice relaxing shower and laid down on her bed. The last thing she remembered once she closed her eyes was falling into total darkness.
The darkness didn’t scare her but comfort her. It was like wrapping herself up in her favorite blanket. Cora adds some chop onions to her eggs and dumps them onto a plate. She walks over to the small kitchen table she has where her laptop was set-up and sits down in front of it.
While she is eating her breakfast, she looks through the information she acquired from Isiach Cage. While she was browsing through the information, Trevor McAdams named popped out at her for some reason. She knew that name for some reason. She leans back in her chair as she stared at the name. Where did she know that name from?
Katey’s Place the night before:
Katey had answered all the police officers question about the dead men. Especially, about the ones she tortured. She sorted of stretched the truth some about using a hammer to defend herself when she was on the ground. When the men said she tortured them, she looked all innocent.
After they leave, she cleans the place up and tries to get some sleep. She calls her brother in the morning.
When Katey wake-up, she pulls her cell phone out and call her older brother in Los Angeles.
Los Angeles Police Department:
Chris had just gotten back with his team from a raid they conducted on an illegal porn facility. He still had the paperwork to do and cleaning his gear. As he was cleaning his gear. His cell phone starts ringing. He looks at it and notices it was his little sister calling him.
“Hello Katey, what’s on your mind?”
“What, can’t I call to say hello and see how you, your wife and kids are doing?” Katey grabs an orange out of the refrigerator and starts peeling it.
“You don’t do small talk, Katey. What’s up?” Chris was curious why his little sister called him.
“Well, since you want to get down to business. I had a visit from some hitmen today. First, in my helicopter and second when I arrived home. I
tortured one of the guys to find out why I was targeted. He told me a guy by the name of Trevor McAdams had sent him to kill me.” Katey separates the orange and pulls a slice off.
“Did you just say, Trevor McAdams?” Chris was hoping he heard wrong.
“Yep, the bastard sent a hit team to take me out. Who is he?” Katey takes another slice and pops it in her mouth.
“He owns several illegal porn companies that make movies using children and killing people in them. We just took down one of them today.”
Chris wonders if he was attacking their family members?
The question is, why would they attack his younger sister? Why not come after his brother or older sister?
“Katey, have you had any run-ins with his people before the attack? Did you bring attention to yourself?” Chris needed to know if he needed to go and protect his sister.
“No, the only thing I did was…” It hits her right then and there.
She helped Cora infiltrate a person’s apartment indirectly and transported the women from the warehouse to the hospital. He had set men to kill her in retaliation for helping the women. She doesn’t know anything about what Cora uncovered. She only transported the women.
“What did you do, Katey?” Chris wanted to know what his sister has gotten herself into.
“Nothing. I just took a private investigator up in my copter and let her jump out of it. Then I flew a bunch of women that were being used as breeders to different hospitals to be taken care of.” Katey couldn’t understand why someone would want to kill her for that.
“Oh, boy! I heard about that. The information that had been sent to us. Your private investigator friend sent intel about the pedophile ring Trevor McAdams is part of. You need to get with your PI friend and tell them what is going on.” Chris didn’t want anything to happen to his little sister.
If need be, he would call a few of his army buddies to protect her or hunt the guy down themselves. He would be willing to risk his career to take this sick jerk down. He already broke one rule and that was going after a cop’s family.
“I’ll let her know, big brother. Say hi to Tiffany and the kids for me.”
“I will sis. If anything, else comes up. Call me right away and I’ll catch a plane out to you.”
“I will. Huggers.” Katey hangs up.
She dials Cora’s number.
Cora’s place:
Cora was still going over the notes she retrieved and trying to figure out who Trevor McAdams was. When she hears her cell phone ring. She picks it up and notices it was Katey’s number.
“Hey, Katey, what’s up?” Cora takes a sip of her tea.
“We have a problem, Cora. Remember those women you found, and I transported to the hospital?”
“Yea, I remember them. What has happened?”
“Well yesterday, I had a visit from a hit team. The first one rigged my helicopter and tried to bring me down that way. When that didn’t work. He sent a hit team to my home and tried to ambush me.”
“Are you okay?” Cora was concerned.
“Yes, I’m fine. However, the guys that ambush me aren’t feeling too well.” A grin appears on Katey’s face.
“Do you know who sent them?” Cora scoots close to the kitchen table to tap the info on her laptop.
“That’s why I’m calling you. His name is Trevor McAdams. He is somehow connected to those women you rescued and somehow found out I had transported them and helped you.” Katey wanted to know who would have told him.
The hospital run, he could find that out easily. There are only a handful of copter pilots that worked for the hospitals.
“Dam! That’s the porn guy. I knew I saw his name before. The leather and lace store I use to work at. We sold his movies and I turned that over to the US Marshals. The same Marshals that were murdered on our way to arrest the Governor. I got them killed” Cora was kicking herself.
She was responsible for getting them killed. She was responsible for almost getting Katey killed. She could deal with them coming after her. That she didn’t care about, but the Marshals and Katey and her partner was a different matter.
While Katey was on the phone with Cora, she receives another call.
“Hey, Cora. I’m going to put you on hold.”
“Okay.” Cora just holds her phone.
Katey switches over to the second call “hello, Katey here.”
“Ms. DeNoon this Detective Chase with Utah police department. I found your name in a Ralph Parker’s jacket pocket.”
“Where did you find Ralph, Detective Chase?” Katey should have called and checked on him.
“His next-door neighbor found him hanging from the balcony of his apartment.”
Katey was stun. The guys who attacked her also attacked her co-pilot. He wasn’t even with her when she took the women to the hospital.
“How did he die Detective?” Katey knew Ralph could protect himself.
“He was beaten and then hung from his balcony. Do you know why someone would do this, Ms. DeNoon?”
“Unfortunately, I think I do. Detective, is there a place I can come and talk to you?” Katey figures it might be best to talk face to face.
“Sure, can you come down to the police precinct?”
“Yes. I’ll see you in about an hour?” Katey heads towards her bedroom to get dress.
“Okay, see you then.”
Katey switches back to Cora “hey, they just found my co-pilot hanging from his balcony. I’m heading down to the police precinct to talk with the detective.”
“I’m sorry to hear about your co-pilot. Do you want me to come along with you?” Cora figures it might be a good idea.
“Sure, can you meet me at Crazy Joes Trading Place, just outside the reservation?” Katey figures that would be a good place to meet.
“Sure. I’ll be there in thirty minutes.” Cora figures it shouldn’t take her long to get to Crazy Joes Trading Place.
“Alright, see you there. Bye.” Katey disconnects.
Cora gets up and head into her bedroom and slip on her suit. She wears some normal clothes on top of it. She figures it should cover her suit up. She decided to leave her spear at her place, instead of taking it with her.
Cora stood next to the old phone booth waiting for Katey to show-up. She had run the distance from hers and George’s place to just outside the entrance to the reservation. She had a bottle of water she was sipping from. She had bought it inside Crazy Joes Trading Place after she arrived. She spots Katey coming towards her in her light brown Jeep Wrangler. She had the cover off, so the jeep was opened to the elements.
Katey spots Cora standing by the telephone booth. She pulls up and stops in front of her.
“How long have you been waiting for me?” Katey notices that Cora had a bottle of water in her hands.
“Only a few minutes. I ran the whole way here?” Cora takes another sip from her water.
“Well, come on and get in.” Katey pats the passenger seat.
“You don’t have to tell me twice.” Cora hops in and fastens the seat belt.
Katey heads back onto the Highway and drives towards the police station. As they were heading down the highway. Two dark SUV’s pull behind them from a side road and start racing towards them.
Cora looks over her shoulder towards the SUV closing in on them. She unfastens her seat belt and stands up in her seat, using the roll bar for support. She slips one of the obsidian knives into her hand.
“What crazy stunt are you pulling?” Katey was trying to figure out what Cora was doing.
“Just let them get closer to you. I have a surprise for them.” Cora brings her right arm up and gets ready to throw her knife at the front driver tire.
Katey drops her speed some to let the SUV get closer to her. She wonders how close Cora needed them to get to her.
“How much closer do you need them to get to us?” Katey could see that the SUV was almost riding her bumper.
“You’re fine.” Cora throws the knife towards the front driver side tire.
The SUV starts swirling as the tire pops. It ends up going off the highway and into the desert.
“One down and one to go.” Cora had a smile on her face.
“Sit down. I’m going off-road.” Katey drops the shifter into neutral and kicks in her four-wheel drive function.
She drives off the highway with the other SUV following her. Her jeep’s suspension and engine weren’t factory anymore. She normally goes dune racing and rock crawling sometimes.
Cora sits back down in her seat and fastens her seatbelt. She had barely sat down when the jeep hits a hole. It didn’t bother the jeep at all, but the SUV on the other hand. It got stuck in it. The men inside the SUV got out and started firing MAC-10’s and Tec-9 at them.
“Do you own a gun?” Katey looks towards Cora while avoiding the gunfire.
“I’m forbidden to use a gun.” Cora knew that restriction was going to come back and bite her in the ass.
“I won’t ask why.” Katey kicks up a lot of dust and rocks at the men.
“Can you get close to them?” Cora starts stripping out of her normal looking clothes.
“Sure! What do you have planned?” Katey noticed that Cora had her black jumpsuit on under her clothes.
“You’ll find out. Just get as close to them as you can.” Cora climbs into the back of the Wrangler and gets ready to jump from the Jeep.
Katey gets the jeep as close as possible without getting hit by bullets. She slings the jeep around as Cora jumps from the back using the momentum of the turn to send her flying towards one of the men.
She hits the guy, taking him down with her. She rolls out of the way as one of the other guy's fires his MAC-10 at her. He hits the guy, missing her entirely. Her roll brings her up as she slips one of her knives into her hand and throws it at the guy directly in front of her. She hits his shoulder, causing him to drop his weapon.
Katey saw Cora take two down by herself. She ducks as several bullets riddle her windshield. She floors the jeep and hits the guy that was firing at her. She sends the guy flying over her hood. Katey spots one left and he was running away from them.
“You got a rabbit.” Katey points in the direction the guy was running.
Cora starts chasing after him. He had a good lead on her, but she catches up to him quickly and tackles him. They roll around on the ground before she knocks him out.
Katey had gotten out of her car and gather the weapons up. The guy that Cora had thrown one of her obsidian knives into. She bandages the wound and secures him. She spots Cora dragging the guy she chased, behind her. She was pulling him by his shirt collar.
“What happened to him?” Katey was wondering what Cora did to the guy.
“I knocked his ass out.” She tosses his unconscious form towards Katey.
Katey looks down at the unconscious guy. She searches him and finds his wallet.
“His name is Ryan Andrews and he’s 26 years old. According to his driver license, he lives in Los Angeles, California.” Katey searches the guy she has restrained and pulls out his wallet.
Cora walks over to the dead guy and searches his pocket. She finds his wallet and he was from Los Angeles as well.
“This one is from Los Angeles as well.” Cora stands up and walks over to Katey.
“Same here. This one is from Los Angeles as well.” Katey shoves the guy up against the damaged SUV.
“Who sent you, asshole?” Katey squeezes the knife wound she had bandaged up.
Juan Pablo wasn’t going to say anything to this bitch. He wasn’t a snitch. He could take anything they throw at him.
“Pablo, you do know that if you don’t tell me what you know. I’m going to kill you. There’s no one out here to stop me. Not even my friend over there.” Katey squeezes his wound some more.
Pablo screams out in pain.
“Trevor McAdams. He sent us to kill you two cunts.” Pablo knew he was a dead man now.
“How did you find me?” Katey wanted to know how they managed to track her all the way out here to the reservation.
“We put a tracker on your jeep and track you by the GPS chip in your cell phone.”
Katey pulls her phone out and turns her GPS function off. She looks over towards Cora.
“What do you want to do with them?” Katey wanted to stake them out here in the desert and let the sun bake them.
“You better call the State Trooper to come out here and call the police officer we were going to go and meet.” Cora drags her person over towards the wounded prisoner.
Katey dials the State Trooper first and then the police officer they were going to go and see. Cora walks over towards Katey’s jeep and grab
her water bottle and takes a sip.
“Would you like some?” she offers the bottle to Katey.
“Thanks.” Katey takes a sip of the water.
“Your welcome” Cora looks through the SUV to see what else they had inside the SUV.
Katey checks their prisoners while Cora searches through the SUV.
“Hey, there are a few bottles of water that are unopen in here.” Cora gathers them up and put them in Katey’s jeep.
Twenty minutes later, two State Troopers show up. A few minutes after they show up. The police officer that Katey was supposed to meet,
shows up as well.
Detective Chase couldn’t believe the phone call he received from Katey DeNoon. She was supposed to meet with him and his partner. When they arrive at the crime scene. He notices two State Trooper patrol cars. He had followed where they came in off the highway, so his car didn’t get stuck. He spots a dark SUV stick in a hole and a light brown Jeep Wrangler with two young ladies being questioned by one of the troopers.
One of the women he knew right away from her DMV photo. One was Katey DeNoon, but the other person he didn’t know who it was.
He parks his car and walks up with his partner. He speaks with the State trooper to find out what he learned from Katey and Cora. Every once in awhile he looks over towards Katey and Cora. He couldn’t believe that two women had taken out four men and disabled another SUV that was a few miles from their location. The State troopers that had gone to check it out, had spotted a couple whose car had been carjacked by four guys.
He walks over towards Cora and Katey to find out while they were being chased and why Katey’s partner had been killed. He already knew the names of the people they had killed and captured.
“So, Ms. DeNoon, who is responsible for killing your friend and now is trying to kill you?” Detective Chase was watching Katey and Cora.
“His name Detective is, Trevor McAdams. He’s trying to kill me for transporting a bunch of women Ms. Black found and rescued. I transported them in my helicopter to different hospitals in the area.”
Detective Chase looks at Cora “you found these women, Ms. Black?”
“Yes sir, I was working on a case and come across the warehouse they were kept in. I’m a private detective.” Cora pulls her license and shows
it to him.
Detective Chase writes the information down in his notebook.
“Ms. Black, how did you know those women were in that warehouse?” Detective Krista Swanson was curious how Ms. Black found the warehouse.
“From some information, I learned from another source. That information led me to the warehouse. The person behind the killing of Ms. DeNoon’s partner is also responsible for the murder of two Federal Marshall’s as well.” Cora was feeling guilty for the death of Marshall Leonard and his partner.
“I heard about that accident. Why do you think this McAdams is responsible for that murder?”
“Because he is responsible for everything that has occurred so far. He is losing money from the shut down of the breeder farm he had. The fact he doesn’t have any more victims he can kill in his snuff films. Is hurting his video business as well? Plus, I have information that links him to the breeder farm and several illegal porn production studios. It also links him to the use of underage children in his illegal porn videos.” Cora has gone through the records she stole, and they had shown a lot of his operation.
“Detective Chase and Detective Swanson, you might want to talk with Detective Ramirez in Salt Lake City. He is investigating the murder of the Marshall’s that occurred.” Cora figures that the three Detectives should work together.
“Thanks. I’ll contact him.” Det. Chase had written down the name in his notebook.
Once the detectives were done with Cora and Katey. They let them go.
“How about we go and get some lunch?” Cora was feeling hungry from all the calories she had burned so far.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Katey heads towards the nearest Native American owned restaurant.
“So, which bed do you want?” Katie looks at Cora as she comes walking into the hotel room.
“Don’t matter to me. Either one is fine.”
“Well, in that case. You can have the one nearest to the door. I’ll take the other one.” Katie puts her overnight bag on the other bed.
“Do you think your brother is aware that you are in town?” Cora was undressing so she could take a shower next.
“I doubt it. We came in your Camaro. Also, there’s no reason he would be expecting me to be in town.” Katie digs her nightshirt out and heads towards the bathroom to take a shower.
Cora slips her clothes and suits off. Her body had some black and blue marks that were slowly fading. Those guys they took down out in the desert were in jail.
She slips her nightshirt on and sits on the edge of the bed. This was her first time in Los Angeles, CA. Her and Katie were going to apprehend Trevor McAdams and bring him to justice. She pulls her fox mask out and checks it. She was surprised at how old it was and the gifts bestowed on her.
“Your turn.” Katie comes walking out with her nightshirt on and drying her wet hair.
“Thanks.” Cora heads in and takes her shower.
When she comes out of the bathroom twenty minutes later. She was drying her hair. She heads over towards her bed and sits down. She notices Katie had her laptop up and was looking up the address they had on McAdam’s.
“What did you find on google map?” Cora was curious. She pulls her brush out and brushes her hair.
“Well, we can forget about flying in or gliding in with the squirrel suits. He has a gate blocking the entrance, which means it might be electrified.”
“That’s no problem. I can either jump it or short it out.”
“But, we still don’t know what is waiting for us inside or if he has guards patrolling the grounds. We need to do a recon of the place before we charge in there. I have an idea, but I need to talk to an old army friend of mine. He builds custom drones for farmers and agriculture
companies.” Katie hopes her friend will be able to help them.
“Alright, we can go and see him tomorrow morning. “Cora finishes drying her hair and falls asleep.
Trevor McAdams Mansion Following Day:
Jinx stumbles as she leaves the bedroom where she just got finish pleasing four guys. She rubs her nose and wipes away the cocaine residue she had been snorting. It was the only thing so far to help her cope with what she was doing.
She had started off on the streets being a prostitute. She was trying to make money to support the medical treatments she would need to change her gender. One of Trevor’s people had found her and hired her to make a few films for them. She didn’t care if it paid. So, she did a few films for him. These weren't just ordinary sex films she had done. They had been extremely violent BDSM films they had made.
When Trevor saw how much pain she could take and enjoyed. He offered to pay for her full operation, but he got to choose how she looked.
She would have to work for him to repay him for the operation. She agreed to the terms because she wanted to be a woman so bad. She almost took her life once. She had the butcher knife in her hands and was ready to chop her penis off.
She used cocaine to numb the emotional pain she felt. He even made sure people knew she was his property. He had the word SLUT tattoo across her waist, just above her buttocks.
She stumbles into the kitchen to grab a bottled water and an apple to eat. She was so thirsty and hungry. She looks out the kitchen window towards the pool. She might go out and sun herself if none of the men don’t make her please them.
One of the men walks by and slaps her hard on her ass. He stops and grabs her under her chin and tilt her head back.
“You’re mine tonight, slut. I am going to make it, so you have to crawl around on your hands and knees.” He lets go and heads towards the front of the house.
“He’s not joking Jinx.” Vesta comes walking into the kitchen tenderly.
Cesar didn’t use any lube and went bareback on her. She was so raw and sore from the pounding he gave her. There were little drops of blood sliding down on the inside of her thighs.
Jinx looks over towards Vesta. She was a Korean transgender woman that had made the same type of deal she had with Trevor. She was smaller and thinner than her. There was another woman that Trevor put in charge over them. She was sadistic and enjoyed hurting them whenever she could.
“Let’s go to the bathroom and clean you up.” Jinx helps Vesta to the bathroom and fill a tub up with water.
“Here, soak for a while and try not to have any sex for a couple of days.” Jinx had to learn the hard way.
After Vesta soaks for a while. Jinx helps her out of the tub and dry her off. She helps Vesta to her bedroom and makes sure she is comfortable, before leaving her.
She doesn’t bother to put any swimsuit or anything on as she heads outside to lounge around the pool. She lays down on her favorite lounger and closes her eyes. As she is lounging she hears a little whisper flying overhead. It wasn’t the first time some kid or adult had sent a drone on the property to spy on them.
She looks up into the sky to see if she could spot the drone. She couldn’t spot it anywhere. She knew it was there, but where. After a few minutes, she doesn’t hear anything anymore.
Down the Street from Trevor McAdams Mansion:
Cora and Katie watched as the drone does a sweep on the mansion grounds. So, far they had spotted six guards that patrol the grounds. On top of that. They spotted several men that came and go at odd hours. They had managed to get the drone near a window and saw a sex scene going on between a bold guy and a Korean woman. He had been very rough with her and had her bleeding and screaming to stop.
“I don’t know if she is a victim or if she is enjoying it.” Cora couldn’t figure out her behavior.
“It doesn’t matter. We are here for Mr. McAdams. He needs to pay for what he has done.” Katie wouldn’t mind stealing an Apache and firing all its weapons up Mr. McAdam’s ass for what he did to Ralph.
When the drone gets outside, they spot a young woman laying by the pool in the nude. She had the word SLUT tattoo just above her buttocks. She looked like she was looking for their drone.
“I thought you said the drone is a stealth drone?” Cora looks at Katie.
“It is, but it does make a little noise.” They continue to watch the video they were getting back. Once the battery warning light started flashing on the iPad they were using. Katie brings the drone back to them.
“I’ll sneak in during the night to kidnap him, Katie. Do you think you can cover me?” Cora knew that night time would be her best time to sneak in.
“Let’s go and get something to eat and come back tonight.” Katie puts the drone in the trunk of the Camaro.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Cora drives as she tries to find something that appeals to both of them.
“Do you think they are finally asleep yet?” Katey was watching from her hiding spot next to Cora.
“I don't know, but I think it’s time for me to have some fun.” Cora moves quietly as she slides her fox mask down over her face.
She felt the smooth surface of the wood as it rested against her face. The mask molds itself against her face as she moves quietly towards.
The spiritual properties of the mask enhance her senses as she moves towards the house. When she comes to the first camera, she waits and darts quickly towards a darkened area.
She waits for the guard to get close to her before she strikes. She grabs him from behind with her hand over his mouth and brings him down.
She takes the zip cuffs that her and Katey bought earlier at a law enforcement supply shop and cuff him. She places a strip of duct tape over his mouth.
“You lay here and rest for a while.” Cora pats the guy's cheek, before moving towards her next objective.
“You’re having too much fun, Cora.” Katie watches Cora as she moves from the guy she took down towards the other guard.
Katey was watching Cora’s through a pair of night vision goggles. While they had waited for night to come. Her and Cora had taken a trip to the nearest army surplus store and picked up a few items. They had bought some supplies to help them through the extraction they were doing.
Katey had picked up a hunting rifle with a high-power scope on it. She wasn’t a sniper, but she could hit a target as good as a sniper. She had her personal handgun with her, just in case she needed to use it.
Katey spots one of the guards coming towards Cora’s location.
“Incoming, Cora.”
Cora listens as the other guard she needed to take down comes within ten feet of her. She spots him just standing there and looking around. Just as he turns around, she springs from her hiding spot and wraps her arm around his neck and her hand over his mouth. She tightens her grip, cutting off his air supply.
Cora lowers him gently to the ground and zip cuff his hands. Afterward, she places a strip of duct tape over his mouth. She drags his body over to where the other person was stashed. She moves quietly towards the house and slips inside.
“I’m inside.”
“Okay, be careful. I can’t cover you inside.” Katey looks through her scope at Cora as she went inside the house.
As Cora moves about the house she hears a female screaming “STOP!” coming from one room. She heads towards that room. The door was shut, so she places her sensitive ear against the door and could hear a woman screaming inside.
Inside the house:
Jinx was on her hands and knees as Keagan pounded her hard from behind. Each thrust was painful as he went in and out of her. Tears were sliding down her cheeks as he yanked hard on her hair, pulling her head back as hard as he was.
“You tranny girls, enjoy this type of treatment. I’m going to enjoy hurting you and making you bleed.” He yanks back hard on her hair, almost breaking her neck.
Jinx screams as he yanks her head back hard. The pain she was feeling between her legs was raw and painful. She wishes he would stop and leave her alone.
Cora opens the door to the room and notices the woman she saw earlier while she was scouting the place, was in the middle of the bed on her hands and knees. She also notices that the woman’s wrist and ankle were chained to the bed. Kneeling behind her was one of the guards she saw earlier. There was a camera on a stand pointed towards the bed recording what was going.
“You know, when a woman says stop, you’re supposed to stop.”
Keagan turns around and spots a person dressed in a skin-tight black jumpsuit wearing some sort of animal mask that concealed their face. Their eyes had a slight yellowish glow to them.
“Who are you and how did you get in here?” He pulls out of Jinx and stands at the foot of the bed.
“Your housekeeper left the patio door open. As for who I am, well. That’s for me to know and for you to find out.”
Cora moves quickly and closes the distance between them. She strikes first hitting him in his throat with her hand. She then strikes the right side of Keagan’s head as hard as she could to knock him out after she grabbed his throat.
Keagan couldn’t believe how fast this strange looking woman was moving as he gets struck in his throat. He grabs his throat gasping for air. He gets hit on the side of the head and drops like a rag doll.
Jinx had heard the voice of another person and sat up in bed to see who it was. She watches as a female figure wearing some sort of animal mask take Keagan out. She wants to scream, but she knows no one would answer her.
Cora turns towards the woman on the bed “do you want to be set free or do you enjoy what this person was doing to you?” She kicks Keagan’s unconscious form.
“Who are you?” Jinx was concern that this person might hurt her.
“Like I said before to this ape. It’s for me to know, and for you to find out. Now, do you want your freedom or not?” Cora was growing impatient with the woman.
“Yes, I want to leave this place.”
Cora walks over and looks at the cuffs that were around the woman’s wrist and ankle. They were a simple Master lock that held the cuffs close. She pulls her lock picking tools out of a pouch on her belt and pops the lock open.
After all the locks were unlocked she looks at Jinx “where is Trevor McAdams room?”
“Why do you want him?” Jinx didn’t know if she could trust this person.
“Because he is a very bad person and he needs to pay for what he has done. Now, I’m not going to ask again. Where is Trevor McAdams room?”
Jinx notices the eyes flash very brightly when the fox looking person asked again. She examines the person in front of her.
“What am I and the others supposed to do if you take him away? What is to stop you from coming back here and taking one of us?”
A sly smile appears on Cora’s face “if I was here for you. You would be in cuffs already. The question you should be asking yourself, is this the type of life you want? Because Trevor McAdams is going to jail for the pain and crimes he has committed against others.”
Jinx just stare at the person dress as a humanoid fox. She takes a breath “he’s upstairs in the Master bedroom with his mistress. You need to be careful. She normally sleeps with a handgun and won’t hesitate to kill you.”
Cora walks over towards the camera that had been recording them and takes the memory card out of it.
“Thank you. Now stay here till I have Trevor McAdams.” She slips the memory card into her pouch.
Before she leaves the room. Cora secures Keagan with her zip cuffs and duct tape. Cora leaves the room and finds the stairs leading upstairs. The way the house was design, the staircase blended in with how it was designed.
As she got to the top of the stairs, her enhance hearing picks-up the sounds of someone having sex. She recognized the moaning and enjoyment that the person was having.
“God, Katey. You wouldn’t believe the sounds I’m hearing.”
“Do I want to know what you are hearing?” Katey could only guess what Cora was hearing.
She’s been keeping an eye out for any movement or problems on the outside. Once Cora confirms she has Trevor McAdams tagged and
bagged. She’ll swing around to the front of the mansion with the van they were renting.
“Not really, you can enjoy the sounds and entertainment.” A playful smile appears on Katey’s face.
Cora peeks in and notices another guy that looked like the one she stopped downstairs, having sex with an Asian looking woman. She pulls her blowgun out and darts them. The woman didn’t look like she is resisting having the man make love to her. There weren’t any chains or restraints holding her.
She moves on down the hallway, till she comes to the doors of the Master Bedroom. She places her ears against the door listening to see if the occupants were awake and having sex. She could hear some moaning coming from inside. She cracks the door open to look inside and couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
There was a tall Asian looking woman wearing tight leather that supported her breast and had on a tight pair of black leather pants that left her ass cheeks exposed. To go with the outfit she was wearing, she had a black pair of calf high, six-inch spike boots. She had a leather cat of nine tail whip in her hand.
The guy she was using the cat-of-nine-tails on was secure and spared eagle to the post at the foot of the bed. He had a ball gag in his mouth and a huge butt plug in his ass. There were several red whelps on his pale hairy back.
In a low voice “Katey, you won’t believe what I am seeing right now. I wish I could share this image with you.”
“Oh? What are you seeing?” Katey was curious.
“Trevor McAdams seems to enjoy kinky sex acts. He’s spread eagle and secured to the end of the bed with a huge butt plug up his ass and a
ball gag in his mouth. Oh, and he has some Asian woman whipping him with a cat-of-nine tail as well.”
“Oh, I wish I had a picture of that, so we can post it on the web and send it with him to jail as well.”
“Your wish, is my command.” Cora takes her cell phone out and records what happens next.
Liu Gaochao smiles as she cocks her arm back and smacks whips her lovers back. She puts a lot of force into the swing. She knew how much
he enjoyed the pain. She whips him several times. She was enjoying inflicting pain on him. It turned her on.
Cora was recording what was going on, so she could show Katey later. Once the woman stops whipping Trevor. She puts her cell phone away and pulls her blow gun out. Just as the Asian woman was rising her arm, is when Cora hits her with a blow dart.
Liu was about to whip Trevor again when she feels something hit her in the neck. As she turns her head to see where it came from. Her body goes numb and darkness claims her. She collapses to the floor with the whip laying near her.
Cora walks into the bedroom and over towards the crumpled form of the Asian woman. She kneels and pick-up the Cats-of-nine tails. She stands up feeling the weight of the whip in her hands. An evil smile appears on her face as she cocks her arm back and cut loose with a powerful swing with the whip.
Trevor screams as he feels the whip connect with his back and cut into his skin. Liu had never hit him so hard before with a whip. He felt the whip hit him a second time and it cut even more into his flesh. His body shook from the impact of the third strike to his body.
Cora stops and walks around to look at Trevor’s face. She was smiling as she stood before Trevor.
“Are we having fun, Mr. McAdams?”
Trevor saw a humanoid fox person come from behind him and was looking at him. The person in front of him had glowing yellow eyes and was dress in a black skin-tight suit. They were wearing some sort of animal mask that looked like a fox’s face.
“Did you enjoy the whipping you got Mr. McAdams?” A smile forms on Cora’s face.
Trevor saw a smile forms on the face of the mask. He tries to reply, but he had the ball gag in his mouth. He glares at the person. He has no idea who this person was or why they were here.
“I bet, you are wondering who I am and why I am here. Well, Mr. McAdam, you are just going to have to wait and see who I am. As for why I am here? I’m here to administer justice for your victims. You order the hit on me, Katey DeNoon, her partner Ralph Parker and the two US Marshal’s. Plus, the Governor as well. That’s not to mention the innocent lives of several trans-people and normal women you have ruined as well.”
Trevor couldn’t believe what he was hearing from this person. He had been so careful in arranging everything, so it couldn’t be traced back to him. He still didn’t know who the person was behind the mask. It was a woman’s voice he had heard, but he didn’t sound familiar to him.
Cora decides to let him hang for a while. She walks around the room and using her enhanced the sense of smell, she sniffs out his safe. It was the push button type. She focuses on the keys to see which ones he pressed and presses them. It took her several tries to get the right combination, but she finally guesses the right one.
She opens the safe and found a lot of the money inside. Plus, she finds several thumb drives and portable hard drives. She walks over towards the bed and take one of the pillows off the bed and remove it from the case.
She walks back over towards the safe and puts all the cash inside the pillowcase. She takes the thumb drives and portable hard drives and put them in a pouch on her belt. She’ll go through them later to see what is on them.
She closes the safe and walks back over towards McAdams. She looks at him and could tell he was pissed.
“I’m going to leave the money I found in your safe for the women here. I don’t know their situation, but I would have to say they have earned it. As for you, you’re going to jail. If your lawyer manages to get you off with all the evidence against you. I will come back and send you to your ancestors.”
Cora secures the Asian woman she had been warned about. After she secures the woman, she secures Trevor McAdams next.
“Katey, I’m on my way out with our rabbit. Make sure there is a blanket in the van for him.”
“You might want to grab one from the bedroom.” Katey gets up from her hiding spot and heads towards the rental van and drives it around.
“Okay.” Cora grabs a blanket off the bed and wraps Trevor up inside of it, after cutting him down and securing him.
She heads downstairs and stops at the door of the woman she helped earlier.
Jinx answers the door and see the woman that helped her earlier.
“I’m here to give you this money. There should be enough in there for you and the other girl upstairs to start a new life. If you need help or anything here’s my and my partner’s card.” Cora pulls her card and Katey’s card out and hands it to her.
Cora hands the pillowcase filled with money to her.
“Thank you.” Jinx couldn’t believe her, and Vesta will be able to get out of the life they were currently in.
“You’re welcome. Be safe and good luck.” Cora turns to leave with Trevor thrown over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“Ma’am, you might want to take his girlfriend as well with you. She shares responsibility for the crimes he committed. If nothing else, it turned her on.”
“Thank you. I’ll get her as well.”
Cora meets Katey outside and loads Trevor McAdam in the van. She goes back inside and grabs the Asian woman as well and put her in the
van. Once she has both people inside. She hops up onto the passenger seat and looks over towards Katey.
"We need to drop the trash off at the Marshall office."
"Okay,"
Katey puts the van into gear and heads towards the nearest US Marshall office.
Cora and Katey managed to get a hold of the Los Angeles US Marshal’s office to meet them at their office to accept their prisoners. Cora gave them the evidence they would need to prosecute Trevor McAdam and his female companion. She also suggested they check with the Salt
Lake office and check with them on the murder of the Marshal’s there.
When she and Katey dropped the perps off, they didn’t even bother to dress or remove the butt plug from Mr. McAdam’s butt. They just turned both preps over to the Marshal’s still dress like they were. Once Cora and Kathy were done in Los Angeles, they started heading back to Utah.
“Hey, Katey. I forgot to tell you that I gave one of your business cards to one of the ladies in McAdam’s place. I told her that if her or the other girl that was there needed help, to just call us.”
“Us? Are we partners now?” Katey glances over towards Cora.
“Why not? We both have a lot in common and we seem to make a good team. All you have to do is get your Private Investigators license.”
Katey thinks about it for a second. She wouldn’t mind doing this type of work and she could see where her Army training would come in handy. After all, her cousin was a former CIA agent and her older brother was on LA SWAT.
“Let me think about it. The thing is, there are still things about you I don’t know. Why do you wear the outfit you do and what’s with the mask?”
Cora thinks back to the night George took her to the sacred site to restore her mind. She had been lost inside her own mind, till the spirits helped guide her back to her body.
“I don’t know how much George told you about me. Remember that day you flew me to the hospital out of the desert?”
“Yea, I remember. You were at death’s door when George found you and contacted me to come out to fly you to the nearest hospital.”
There was no way Katey could forget that day. There had been several other bodies there. It looked like someone had been using it as their dumping grounds to rid themselves of their kills.
“Well, here is where things get weird. George and the hospital staff managed to heal my body, but I was trapped inside my mind. I had no control of my body and I couldn’t find my way out of my mind. I didn’t want to return to my body. The pain and rape I experience, I didn’t want to face it or believe that it happened. So, I refused to leave the safety of my mind.”
“I’ve heard of people experiencing something like that. Soldiers that have experienced trauma so severe that it either drives them insane or sends them inside the safety of their mind and they become vegetables.”
“That’s what happened to me. I didn’t want to come back and face what had happened to me. So, George checked me out of the hospital and took me to a sacred site that shamans of his tribe have used for centuries. Shamans of the past would take injured warriors there to heal them, both physically and spiritually.”
“I remember George telling me of the place. I’ve always wanted to explore the area, but every time I would fly over the area, my instruments would go crazy and I would start losing power. However, once I left the area, everything would start working fine again.”
“It’s the spiritual energies in that area that affected your modern electronics and such. Nothing modern will work within a mile of the place.”
“How do you know that?” Katey was curious.
“Let’s just say that the spirits that night told me.”
“So, you're saying that place is like the Bermuda triangle?”
“At certain times of the year or when a ritual is being performed there or has been performed there.”
“So, George took you there hoping he could get the spirits to help you?”
“Yes. He took me there and then called on the spirits and my own personal spirit to try to reconnect my mind with my body. See, when we are born a spirit attaches to us to help guide us through life. Sometimes, a person can feel their spirit animal or catch glimpses of their spirit animal if they know what to look for. My spirit animal is the fox, but not just any fox. My Fox guide is the fox god himself. I’m his anchor to this world.”
“What do you mean his anchor to this world?” Katey was puzzled by that.
“It means that somewhere in my family history. The Fox spirit either took human form or posse a human body and impregnated one of my ancestors. When he did that, it anchored his spirit to this plane of existences. So, if a descendant of his lives on. He’ll always exist.”
“Why would he need to do something like that? They are spirits and worshipped.”
“Not as much as they use to be. When the New World was being settled. A lot of the Native American beliefs were either stomped out by settlers or not passed down. The old ways are almost forgotten. There are only a handful of elders that still know the old ways and they are trying to pass that knowledge on to the younger generation. That includes the old beliefs of the spirits as well.”
“Wow, I didn’t know that. I mean I knew our government use to force Native Americans to give up their old ways and took their children and put them in schools to teach them English and such.”
“Well, I didn’t know that I still carried a part of the Fox god essences inside of me. So, when George perform the ceremony to call the spirits to help me. The Fox god appeared to help heal me. The Eagle spirit also appeared to help me as well. Where I belonged to Fox as one of his children, I also belonged to Eagle as well. He is my totem animal. He gave me the courage to face my fear, to not run or hide from it. He reminded me that I wasn’t meant to hide from my problems, but to soar above them and not let them ground me. Which is what happened to me. I allowed what happened to me to ground me. So, with a leap of faith and encouragement from Eagle and my Ancestor. I jumped off the cliff they had placed me and soar.”
Cora still remembers how she felt as she flew. It made her feel alive and reminded her that she was more then what she was.
“So, you belong to Fox, but the Eagle spirit is your totem? I wonder what mines is?” Katey was curious.
“Put my mask on and you’ll find out.”
Cora glances at Katey as she continued to drive down the highway. They still had several more hours before they would be back home.
Katey looks at the fox mask as it poked out of the pouch Cora had placed it in. She could see the black wooden ears the mask was made of sticking out of it. She reaches for it and lifts it out the pouch. She could feel the smooth wooden surface of the mask. It felt kind of warm as she held it.
Katey slowly raises it to her own face and when the surface of the mask touched her skin, she felt herself yanked out of her body and found herself standing in a grassy field. The sky was so clear that she loved it.
A black starry fox trots up to Katey “what is it that you are looking for child?”
“My spirit guide or totem.” Katey didn’t know if she was asking the right question.
The fox sits down and curls it tail around its body. It looks at Katey “that should be obvious to you already.”
“What do you mean it should be obvious to me? This is the first time I have ever asked what it is.”
“Is it? Think back to when you were little and were lost in the woods.”
Katey closes her eyes and thinks back to when she was ten years old. She had gone exploring in some woods near her home and got lost.
She started to cry, till she heard an owl. She had looked up at the sound and saw an owl sitting on the tree branch. It flew to another tree and she had chased after it. It did that several more times. When she finally caught up with it, she noticed that it had lead her back to her house.
When she looked where it had been, it was gone.
Katey opens her eyes and look at the Fox. It was grinning at her.
“See, you have always known what your spirit animal was. You have just forgotten about it.”
The field disappeared and Katey realizes that she was back in the car with the mask laying on her lap.
“Did you have your questioned answered for you?”
Cora felt the spiritual energies of the mask. The mask was part of her, like the suit was.
It takes Katey a few minutes to gather herself “yes, it has answered my question. My spirit guide/animal is the Owl.”
“Well, that makes sense. Your love for flying and how you can look at someone and know something isn’t right with them.”
“You could tell?” Katey looks over towards Cora
“Yes and no. I saw it in your eyes the first time I wore my suit around you and when we first met. I knew right away the Owl was your spirit animal and totem. It makes sense in a way.”
“Why do you wear that black suit?”
“Because the spirits gave it to me. When I woke-up from the ceremony George performed. I found the suit and several ancient weapons. The spirits wanted me to get justice for the people who had been left to die or had been killed and dump on Native American lands. The suit isn’t too bed. It’s made of several layers of spider silk that can stop bullets and arrows. However, I wish it could do more about the kinetic energy from a bullet or something.”
Cora was tired of recovering from getting shot.
“Maybe the spirits are trying to get you to move faster or find another way to stop someone without getting shot. You said one time that the spirits won’t allow you to use guns at all. Is there a reason why?”
“Yep, the spirits feel it is cheating using a gun. Any moron can point and fire a gun. They don’t even have to be good at it. It takes talent to use
a bow, spear or even a tomahawk. All though, there are times I wish they would let me use a gun.”
“Hey, how about I treat us to some lunch?” Katey had spotted a nice pizza place.
“Sounds good to me.” Cora pulls into the parking lot and park.
Cora and Katey head inside to stretch their legs and to grab a bite to eat.
Cora wakes-up and stumbles into her kitchen to fix herself a cup of coffee. The business with Trevor McAdam and his girlfriend. They made sure that the tattoo of rear entry was permeant. She was to get with Katey later today for lunch to talk about her being her business partner. They worked well as a team.
After she makes her coffee the way she likes it and fixing herself some breakfast. She sits down at her computer and finishes up the paperwork on the case. Once everything was done about the case, including the black book she had stolen. She locks the book and hard drives up in her safe.
She sits there and stares out the window as she watches the sunrise. She drinks her coffee slowly and enjoyed the view. As she sits there and watches the sunrise, she wonders what new case will come her way.
After finishing her coffee. Cora gets dress and goes to check on George. She hasn’t had a chance to talk with him lately. She knocks on his door and waits. She knocks again, but he doesn’t answer. She takes her key out and unlocks the door and heads inside.
“George, its Cora. Are you home?” Cora heads towards the kitchen to see if George has had his morning coffee.
The coffee pot was empty, which meant he hasn’t fixed his coffee. She heads towards his bedroom to see if he was still in bed, but he wasn’t there. Cora pulls her mask out and takes a sniff. When she inhales, she could smell the scents he picks up from the hospital and the people he has interacted with. After concentrating on his scent, she could tell he hasn’t been home lately. If nothing else, the scent was a couple of days old.
She rushes out of George’s house and back to her place to change into her suit. She grabs her weapons and heads back to George’s place.
She kneels close to the ground and takes another sniff to track him. She picks up on four others scents she doesn’t recognize. She tracks the scent to a vehicle. It was a couple of days old, which meant she was going to have a hard time following it.
She starts following the scent. It was nice the spirits gave her a way to just lock onto one scent, even if it was days old and covered up by other scents. She follows it to an old dirt road and after several hours. She comes to an old mining facility. She approaches carefully and stealthy, using the terrain and some of the old buildings and equipment that had been abandoned for cover. After a few minutes, she spots two black SUV’s, like the one her and Katey had taken out. She looks around more and notices three men with guns, guarding the place. She proceeds quickly to get to a position where she could take them out, without being seen. She takes her bow and fires one arrow striking one guard.
Before the other guard can react or warn anyone. She fires a second arrow striking him, then a third arrow taking out the third person.
She moves quickly into the abandoned structure. There was a person coming towards her, so Cora takes her spear and smacks the guy across his face. The force from her swing and the spear smacking the guys face, sends him flying backward to the ground.
She moves deeper into the building. She hears movement behind her and just as she turns around to strike the person. She feels several sharp pains as her body gets hit by bullets. She grits her teeth as she lets fly one of her obsidian knives that sink into his throat. The person was wearing body armor.
Several guys start firing towards her as she ducks and take cover. A sly smile appears on her face as she tosses a smoke bomb to smoke up the area. When the cloud makes it hard for them to see her. She moves quickly into the smoke and fires her bow. Her arrows hit several of the targets she was aiming for. She keeps moving forward before all the smoke disperses. Several bullets hit her body, but she manages to take down the people firing at her.
“Ow!” As Cora limps towards the room they were guarding so heavily.
As she enters, she finds George tied to a chair with his shirt torn off. She catches her breath as she notices how badly he had been beaten and tortured.
“GEORGE!” As Cora runs forward to free him.
She takes her knife and cut his bonds. She couldn’t believe what they did to him. She places her fingertips at his neck to check his pulse. It was there, but barely. She lifts him up in her arms and moves as quickly as she can down to the SUV’s. The keys were still in them, as she lays him down in the passenger seat and secures him. She climbs into the driver seat and backs the SUV up and heads back the way she came. She knew where the hospital he worked at was and once she hit asphalt she floors it.
She didn’t care about stoplights or State Troopers once they started chasing her. She needed to get George to the hospital. She glances at the gauges and notices she was running low on gas. She makes it to the emergency room entrance, just as the SUV runs out of gas.
Cora hops out of the SUV and carries George into the emergency room examination rooms. She lays George down on the bed as several nurses and doctors come in to see who she had.
“Quick, he’s been beaten and tortured.” Cora steps back away from George and allows herself to be escorted out, so the medical personnel can work.
She notices out in the emergency room, were police and State Troopers waiting for her. George brought her here once and since her identity was still concealed by her mask. She heads out another way while dodging hospital security and the police. She makes her way to the top of the hospital and jumps off, spreading the glider wings on her suit and glide away from the hospital. The cool night air rushes by her as she glides through the air. She glides a far distance, before landing. It was going to take her the rest of the night to make it to the reservation’s broader.
She didn’t mind the night, it was her environment. She jogs the rest of the way home and by sunrise, she arrives at the trading post. It was just outside the reservation border. She was feeling tired and thirsty as she removes her mask. She walks inside the trading post to buy a liter of cold bottled water and some snacks. She grabs a sandwich to replenish what calories she burned.
Once she is feeling better and energized. She walks back to her place to get her car and head back to the hospital to check on George. By the time she arrives, the police have left.
As she walks in, she spots Carol at the reception desk “Hey Carol, what room is George in?”
Carol looks up when she hears a familiar voice. She spots Cora as she walks towards the counter.
“He’s in ICU 3 right now, Cora. How did you know he was in the hospital?” Carol had a puzzled look on her face.
“I got a call from a mysterious person saying George had been hurt and that they took them here to his hospital.” Cora had to lie to cover herself.
“Well, it’s a good thing they got George here when they did. If they hadn’t brought him, he would be dead. Whoever tortured and beat him, caused so much internal injury. That he would have drown in his own blood.” The staff that knew George was worried about him and wonder who would do such a thing to him.
“Do you mind if I go up and just peek in on him?”
“Go ahead, but he won’t hear you. We have him in a medically induced coma.”
“Thanks.” Cora heads over towards the elevators and takes it up to the floor where the ICU unit was.
Cora stands outside the unit George was in and just looked at his bandaged face. They had several machines hooked up to him, keeping him alive. She wishes that there was more she could do for him. She had no idea who those men were that had taken him or what they wanted from him. All she could guess was they worked for Trevor McAdam.
She stays for awhile just watching over George. Since there wasn’t anything she could do for him. She leaves the hospital and heads back to where she tracked George too. The other SUV was still there. None of the people she stabbed or shot with her bow and arrow were still alive. She searches their pockets and only finds a few items. She does find a key to a motel not too far from the reservation. She pockets it and heads back down to her car. She makes a call to a tow truck friend of hers to come out and tow the SUV back to her place.
She leaves some money for him along with the key and heads out towards the motel she had the key for. As she approached the place, it looks like it has seen better days. She slowly drives through the parking lot and finds the room. She parks in front of the room and heads inside. She had her knife in her hand just in case there were others inside.
She slowly opens the door and heads inside. The room was a mess. She looks around and finds a tablet someone had left behind with a duffel bag full of money and a few weapons. She looks around some more and finds nothing else. Just as she is working out of the room, she spots a cellphone. She grabs that and heads back towards her place with everything.
Cora stretches as she gets out of bed. She could hear the rain as it hit the roof of her trailer. She looks outside and notices it was coming down pretty good. She fixes herself a nice cup of coffee and watches the morning news. Trevor McAdam arrest was in the news along with his girlfriend Liu Gaochao.
She hopes the US Marshals makes him have a few accidents for what he did to their own. She liked Marshal Leonard and his partner Deputy US Marshal Delaney Johnson. She got revenge for them, but she hopes the Marshal service makes McAdam pay for their deaths.
George was still in ICU. She had checked on him last night before she went to bed. According to his doctor, he was going to be in the hospital for a while recovering.
She went back to the site that George had taken her and summoned the spirits. They told her that he was fine where he was and that they were already watching over him. She had done a good job in bring justices for several people and now it was time for her to heal and rest before her next quest comes along.
She sits down at her desk with her coffee and finished up the file on the case she started. She Had taken all the information she had gotten from the portable drive and the tablets, phones and such and encrypted it on a thumb drive design for read-only. Once the all the information is finished and organized. She places it in a special design file cabinet. There was no way anyone could get in it.
Cora pulls a CD out and put it in her CD player and listen to some nice relaxing music. She closes her eyes and listens to the rain pitter-patter against her roof. The downtime will do her abused body some good. It will allow her to heal the bruises she still had.
Cora just listens to the music and the rain. She was grateful to the spirits for giving her a second chance in life, but there were times she wishes they didn’t especially when she got shot. She wonders what Katey was doing at this moment.
Katey’s Place:
Katey stares down at the empty wine bottle laying on the floor near her bed. She had drunk the whole bottle last night. She had just gotten home from packing up all Ralph’s stuff and helping his parents load it in the moving truck they had gotten.
She had gotten drunk last night because she blamed herself for the death of Ralph. McAdam had hired people to kill him in retaliation for losing his breeding stock. Ralph had nothing to do with her transporting them to different hospitals. As she gets up and stumbles towards the bathroom. She hears her cell phone ring.
Katey looks at the number as she sits down on the toilet and notices it was from Coconino County, Arizona. She has no idea who it could be.
“Hello?” Katey’s curiosity got the best of her.
“Hello, this is Sara Marshal with Aero Flight Industries. Is Katey DeNoon available?”
“This is Katey DeNoon, what can I do for you?”
“Ms. DeNoon, our R&D director, Bud Chartwright was wondering if your services are available, for a long-term contract?”
Katey couldn’t believe Aero Flight Industries was calling her. Normally, they didn’t use freelance pilots.
“Yes, I’m available. Can you tell me what this assignment will be?”
“No ma’am, only the R&D director is authorized to talk about it. What day and time are you available for an appointment?”
“I’m available Monday the 25th. Will 11:00 am be okay?”
Sara checks the time and day for Mr. Chartwright. She notices that the time slot was opened.
“That will be fine Ms. DeNoon. Mr. Chartwright will be expecting you on the 25th at 11:00 AM. Have a nice day ma’am.”
Katey hears the call go dead. She finishes her business on the toilet and sets the day and time for the interview on her calendar on her phone. She washes her hands and cleans her phone, before heading into the kitchen to make some fresh coffee for herself. As she is brewing the coffee, she wonders why they called her.
She’ll have to ask some of the pilots that hang around down at Archie’s. She notices it is raining outside, which meant no flying today unless it was a true emergency. As she is fixing her coffee, she hears her phone beep, letting her know a text message had appeared.
Katey looks at the message and who it is from.
“Hey, cousin. I wanted, you to know me and Charlotte are adopting two beautiful girls from here in England. I want them to meet you. So, I was wondering when I come back if you can come to the ranch?” Bart
“I’ll be damn. He is finally going to start a family.” She looks at the pictures he sent of the two girls.
“They are cute.” She knows Charlotte is going to be happy as a clam having two young girls around her. Charlotte has always wanted kids but
couldn’t conceive. Her and Bart had talked about maybe asking her sister to be a surrogate for them.
She met her new cousin Dakota, Bart’s little sister. Now she’ll have some new cousins. She couldn’t wait to meet them. Since it was raining outside, she heads out to her garage to clean up out there.
Several Weeks Later:
“You’ll be going home soon George.” Cora looks down at George as he laid in the hospital bed.
“Thanks for bringing Running Springs buffalo stew to me.”
“Any time. I know how much you hate hospital food.”
“Only the food they serve the patients. The food down in the cafeteria is pretty good.”
“Well, its good to hear you talking. Doctor Connors said that you still can’t be released. The guys who worked you over, did a number on your organs.”
“I know. Did you get them?”
“Do you really have to ask that question? You know the spirits wouldn’t let me rest till I did. I’m just sorry you got hurt and Katey’s friend was murdered.”
George could tell that Cora was feeling bad about what happened to him and Ralph. He holds her hand and looks into her eyes. He could see the fox spirit glancing back at him.
“There would have been nothing you could have done to stop it, Cora.”
Cora squeezes George’s hand gently. She wishes she could trade places with him. He has become like a father to her.
“Go home, Cora and get some rest.”
“Yes, sir.” She places a kiss on his cheek before leaving.