Our Next Target Part 2

Chapter 232-1

Our Next Target

Part 2

 

Landan wished me good luck as he opened the limo as I got out and went inside the church house watching him drive off. I was little late, more like a lot late as I went inside the chapel as they had just finished the sacrament. I quickly found Mom and my brothers as she gave me a cross look as she scooted over for me. I quickly apologized and said Dad too was running late. She squeezed my hand and said whispering, “I hope it is important.”

I said. “It was Mom, Dad will explain later. Where are the girls?” She nodded in their direction setting with Mrs. Walter’s family. Calvin was sitting with the Vincent and Loretta and there was no sign of Mr. Burton. Then again it didn’t really matter where he was, considering he would be rarely be making an appearance.

Dad soon came in during the second talk getting Moms usual angry scowl, she hated it when we were late for church… well, actually she hated it when we were late for anything. You could say it was because of her I was always punctual which was not a quality my mother nor my sisters or my brother had learned and was another sore point with them. I swear I was adopted at birth not having many of their traits breed into me. Grandma said it was because I was raised different then they were and she would state thank God for that. Sometimes I would agree with that statement other times not so much. Like all the things I had to do to maintain my cover as Nate Carrion or even Eric Rothwell.

The fact that I did most of it to stay alive, still doesn’t sit well with me, mostly because I enjoyed it and couldn’t find any fault or regrets. It is only now that I have regrets because I stopped doing it. Plus I listened to the world around me telling me it was wrong. Questioning if it was so wrong then why did it feel so right when I was doing it? If I could go back I would never leave that life behind, because how happy I truly was, compared to now.

As I sat there I looked around the room for my targets, I wasn’t surprised by the fact I didn’t see them. I was just a little disappointed that they weren’t here, because I hated surprises. Church ended as Bishop Bradbury stood up to close the meeting announcing a reminder about the ward super on Tuesday that it was going to be held in the school gym, and the program will be held in the school auditorium.

Plus announcing the big Halloween fundraisers that will be taking place the week from Friday at the big reception hall in Salt Lake City, and there were still tickets available. He gave them a menu I had discussed with Chef Mack and then I cringed when he told me to stand telling everyone that I was the one preparing it, causing everyone to laugh. I would have laughed too knowing a 16-year-old boy was cooking a meal for almost 2,000 people. Mom and Dad were proud as punch as they smiled at me giving me encouragement. I quickly sat down blushing bright red from embarrassment. Eli patted me on the shoulder from behind me telling me the joke was on them. It still didn’t make me feel any better.

Mark found me before I did as he sat down beside me during priesthood opening exercises. He stated I was coming to his house after church, I said that was the plan and my brother Jason. He gave me a wide smile and said in my ear that he and his Dad got something special for us planed. My gut twisted as it recalled the video I just watched. Jeff whispered careful inside that special spot. Like I didn’t know that I needed to be on my guard. Instead, I said I can’t wait, he said he too couldn’t wait that if wanted to we could skip the rest of the meeting and go now if we wanted too.

I whispered over to Dad and Dad nodded giving me permission, he told Jason and Jared to go with me. I saw Mark cringe, and said he was hoping it would be just me, I asked if his Dad had a problem with it. He said No, it's just he wanted to get to know me first. I said. “No deal if they can’t come with me.”

He said give him a few minutes, I nodded. Dad asked if there was a problem I shrugged my shoulders, telling him he just wanted me, but I said no. Dad nodded, as he watched Mark go over to Mr. Tate, Mr. Tate scowled at him, until he saw my two brothers.

He licked his lips and whispered in Marks' ear. Then I watched him leave as Mark came back over and said. “On two conditions, no bodyguards and they must be willing to star in Mr. Tate’s films and be allowed to come to all their parties.”

Dad said. “Not a problem, my sons are looking forward to being movie stars and they like parties.”

Mark said. “Not that kind of films and not as guests,” Mark whispered low enough for us to hear. “Porn films and party favors and entertainment.”

Dad said whispering. “I know, Mark, I have already been asked by Mr. Tate if my boys and their friends could star in his films. The party was never mentioned, but I’ll speak to Mr. Tate and your Dad about it. Give me a few minutes to confer with him.” Dad got up and left with my brothers, as we waited out in the foyer. Dad didn’t come back, but Mr. Tate did and whispered in Marks' ear I caught the words to take me and my brothers to the summer house; and gave him a sealed envelope telling him not too open it, but give it directly to his Dad.

Dad soon came back with my brothers; Mr. Tate told Dad that he was just telling us how much fun we were going to have. Dad told us to have fun; it sounded forced, knowing what we could be running into. Jeff said whispered careful again. I linked with Eli and told him to tell Stringum what we overheard at the same time I was talking to Jeff telling him what was taking place.

Jeff seemed agitated as I asked him if I should back out now, Jeff shrugged his shoulders indicating he couldn’t tell me what to do or make the decision for me. We both knew what were getting ourselves into, but it worried me because we might have bitten off more then we can chew, I had no idea what to expect regarding this summer house and this party idea; I had asked Eli to ask Kirk about it, being he and his brother had been in these films and most likely been to these parties.

Landan was waiting for us as we got into the limo asking me where too. Mark said for him to get on the freeway and go up the canyon that he would find a dirt road almost forty miles from Heber placing his backpack on the floor between his legs, indicating this was the plan in the first place. The moment he said that my gut twisted, Jared asked him about this summer house. He said we would be like it. Because it’s nice and warm and sunny, I nodded. “You do realize its winter?” He nodded and looked out the window not wanting to say more. He said to himself as if it was a prayer begging his Dad not do something stupid.

Landan rolled down the window and asked if this was the dirt road; seeing a sign that announced a campground. Mark nodded and said. “Yes, follow the road and pull in to the nearest open space and wait for the chopper.”

Landon said. “Mark please tell me you aren’t doing something stupid…?” He was cut off when he looked back at us and apologized telling us if he didn’t do this we would have never had came and his brother Sal would be dead then they would kill him slowly.

Mark pulled out a gun and leaned over the opened front seat window and ripped the walkies talkie from the control station and the phone cord telling Landan to open the door and throw out his keys. Watching several guys come at us wearing dark clothing and masks over their faces pointing guns at us; telling us to get out of the car, again Mark apologized and promised us none of us will be harmed as long as we do what he says, that his Dad doesn’t trust us, not to follow instructions.

I told my brothers everything will be fine, Jared eyed Jeff, Jeff telling him that Stringum and Tony will know where we are, and to do exactly as Mark and these men tell us to do. That Mark only following orders and has no intention of killing us.

It wasn’t long when the chopper landed as we watched Landon drive off without us in a mad hurry considering he couldn’t contact anyone and he couldn’t put the car into tank mode without harming us. Besides Tony’s team was right behind us as they quickly made fast work of the goon squad Mark said. “Thank God, I didn’t like doing it. I am glad those goons my father and Mr. Tate hired are now gone, you were smart to have them follow you, but my father and Mr. Tate knew that would happen so they planned this little kidnapping trip.”

He aimed at my seat, he said. “It was a water pistol,” and opened the window and threw it out. “To answer your question Nate; we are going somewhere warm, it isn’t winter there. Your Dad will be joining us tonight; He will be picked up at his home as planned with your school books and enough clothes for two days, not that you boys will be needing much. 

“Then as planned, providing you obey my Dad and Mr. Tate. You will then be flown back on Wednesday morning for class and spend the rest of the week at Mr. Tate’s estate. Chef Mack will not be too thrilled about the idea of us missing work for two days, but it can’t be helped.

“If anyone knew my Dads and Mr. Tate’s plan they would have said no. My Dad and Mr. Tate and many of their friends really need us to make these movies. Since the fallen Queen is dead they had lost that resource and many of the church have left, or the kids in it or overly used and they want fresh faces. Mr. Stringum has promised them that he would provide what they need which is you, your brothers, and your friends. They are skeptic about your willingness, but the High Bishop and Kirk say that you can do whatever they need without any fuss.

“I haven’t had a chance to ask Kirk if he has had sex with any of you yet, but the High Bishop says that you and Eli are the best to provide entertainment in that category. Eli isn’t here with us because he hasn’t earned any notoriety, and this thing about his father and his church in Texas has hurt that greatly. So Dad and Mr. Tate want you and your brothers first to see if you can be trusted.

“My word doesn’t count, Kirk's word means very little these days and what happened back there only proves that even though your Dad was told no bodyguards they still followed you. Dad won’t be pleased, but it was expected. He and Mr. Tate needed a more private place without all those distractions where he is being watched in Heber by men that had betrayed him. He wasn’t sure if the men he hired could be trusted regarding his film making. So he and Dad arranged for this impromptu kidnapping if you can call it that, to make sure we could have our privacy without all these distractions.    

“Mr. Tate will make sure that everything you need will be provided so you can fulfill your obligation for the Halloween fundraisers, We will have our own Halloween party the night after, not as big or as fancy, being as you boys will be like me and my brother Sal, as well as a few of the other boys, will be the party favors. You might say the treat of the night. Which was I trying to tell your Dad that, but not wanting to raise any red flags because you and us will be nude, while they sample us as the Halloween treat?

“I only hope you are comfortable about being naked like you Kirk and your Mom has told us that you really are nudist. Which is laughable because many of us believe that nudist usually stays in warm countries and in countries that don’t care about laws?  So please don’t hate me and my Dad or Mr. Tate for this, because of recent advents, that nearly got you and Mr. Tate killed by Mr. Coldwell and Jackson, Plus that unfortunate mess with Mr. Walters.

“It just a precaution for everyone safety that no knows where you are, except Mr. Tate and my Dad. Like I said you will be flown back in time for school on Wednesday, and so you can spend the rest of the week at Mr. Tate’s estate. Providing you obey, I stress that because Dad and Mr. Tate can be very unforgiving when you don’t.” 

He turned and looked out the window as we arrived at Salt Lake Airport and touched down near a waiting private jet. I asked. “So where are we going if we may ask?”

Mark said. “To the summer house; not even I know where it is, other than the fact it’s warm and near a large beach and lake. I asked Dad once and my older brothers, before they went to college, but they never gave me or my brothers a straight answer. All I know is we will be completely alone, there aren’t any houses for miles and I mean miles, and that means no phone, but everything runs on solar power and power generators 

“Dad will meet us once we are on the plane after our next stop and the helicopter returns to pick up your Dad and Mr. Tate; taking his private plane at a different airport just in case you were followed here. You will be asked to strip once you are aboard and searched, no watches or glasses will be allowed until they have been taken apart and searched for any devices that can tell you where you are.

“I am sorry, but Dad and Mr. Tate don’t trust anyone, knowing that the technology is out there can be hidden so well in anything the size of a button.” two more men came our too greet us wearing dark clothing and masks Mark said. “What the hell? No one supposed to be here except Dads honor guards and he doesn’t allow masks.” They opened the door and told us to get out waving guns at us.

Mark said. “Those won’t be necessary,” and he paid for it by one of them slapping him and kneed him in the gut. He said. “I’ll tell my Dad and Mr. Tate about this,” earning him another slap and kick as they told him and us to move it. Throwing him his backpack that he had dropped telling him, that they weren’t afraid of what some little b*****s like us has to tell them; that if they had the time they have us all to themselves. Mark tried to tell them that I could kill them without thinking about it. Causing them to laugh, I smiled because people always underestimate me when they have never seen me fight.

The other one laughed and said. “Actually we do and you know it, the pilot said he be a while before we take off considering Weston and our guys is already having a little one on one with him.”

I looked at Jared and Jason whispered don’t fight them. I looked at Jeff and he said differently that they plan to kill us all. I told Jared and Jason to run as far as they could. Hearing the pilot screaming and not in a good way. I pretend to do exactly as I was told and pretended to trip.

The guy grabbed me by the back of my shirt, I moved quickly locking my left foot right behind his right ankle and stepped back as he fell up against me cursing as his fingers got caught in his gun. I took my right foot and scooted back as the knife point came out of my Sunday shoes, and grabbed my belt buckle and broke the clasps, learning a trick my father taught me using the sharpened end that was razor sharp, which I had protected with clear plastic cover to keep me from cutting myself accidentally. I took the tip of my shoe with the pocketknife and jabbed upwards and smiled when it made contact.

The man screamed as I did a knee drop and went into a spin kick and flipped backward catching him in the jaw with my left foot knocking two of his teeth out and kept using my belt like a whip-like my father does often, but not anymore; now that I can defend myself.

The other man found Jared’s belt around his throat as Jason kicked him in the groin causing him to drop his gun so Jason could kick the gun away as Mark stood up and blinked then smiled; then gave the man that was holding his privates a hard punch to the stomach and came back with uppercut to his jaw and kicked him again.

Jason held one of the guns as Jared came to his side and took the other one; said. “Up against the wall, or we will shoot.” The man didn’t move, Jared took the gun off the safety and fired it as hit the ground at the man’s feet. Mark took Jason’s gun and told him to find something to tie them up with. I told him. “Don’t bother, we have what we need right here. Jason, Jared, and Mark take off your shirts and ties. We will use them for ropes as well as your belts.” I reached down and removed my shoe that had the knife at the tip and used it to cut long strips from our shirts and began tying them up inside the plane hanger.

Three more men came towards us out of the office where they were tuning up the pilot and with their shirts off and pants unbuckled. Once they saw us they ran inside the office and got their guns, but by that time we had our two men hogtied and their masks off. Mark didn’t recognize any of them as the three men that had come out of the office fired at us but we were well covered, hearing them swear at us, as the men that were tied up told them to go after us.

We played possum as we counted hiding around the corner sending Jared and Mark to flank them from the other side using hand signals. I told Jason to stay hidden and don’t come out until we had them. Jared and Mark came up behind them pointing guns in their back. They froze and we smiled telling them to strip and lye on the ground, or we would kill them as they wept like little girls. We tied them up using their own clothing.

I told Jared and Jason to go check on the pilot and don’t come out until I called them. Mark kicked the three men in the teeth screaming at them. “Who sent you, and where are my Dads men?” He reached into their pants and finding their wallets and checked them with their faces and said. “Thanks, we will be taking these with us. Now tell me who you are working for.” They didn’t answer so he kicked them again until one of them answered.

One of them told him to shut his mouth when he said, Mr. Coldwell. Mark said. “Really? That man doesn’t seem to get the message.” The other guy told him too shut his mouth before he shuts it for him. Mark took the butt of the gun and slammed into the man’s Jaw busting it. He said. “Let’s try that again, who do you work for?” The man said. Mr. Tate. Mark said. “Again who do you work for? I know for a fact it wasn’t him considering only me and my Dad knew I was stopping here first and he is nowhere near a phone,” he said aiming the gun at the man’s knee cap.

He said. “The Holy Queen,” Mark asked which one, the man said the new one.

I laughed and said. “Really?” He smiled and spit out another tooth. Mark counted to three and the man swore that he was telling the truth. I looked at Jeff and he told me he was lying.

I told Mark he was and that Holy Queen was with Mr. Tate all morning; he said. “I know because we were both having sex with her and the High Bishop before and after church which was why we were late today.” He fired the gun shattering his knee cap. I pretended it didn’t bother me. Not that I had any pity for him considering he was going to kill me and my brothers.

He screamed in pain and Mark pointed the gun at his other one and said again. “Who hired you? And this better be the truth.”

The man yelled. “Mr. Jackson and Mr. Coldwater; they told me to make sure you boys didn’t get on this plane, but to take you to them after we have killed you first.”

Mark took the gun and was about to break his jaw I stopped him, said. “Let them handle it,”

He asked. “How? No one else knows you’re here?”

I said. “Oh, I wouldn’t say that you are right Mark. I am fitted with a mentoring device. My watch tells people where I am 247 and it allows me to hit the panic button telling them I am in trouble. How much time do we need to get on the plane?”  He said depends on the pilot.”

I said. “Go and find out and bring me back some paper and a pen.” He nodded and quickly did what I asked; he looked back at me and told him I wasn’t going anywhere. He didn’t trust me so I yelled to Jared and Jason telling them to bring the pilot out and some paper and something to write on.

The pilot came out a little shaken walking bull legged. He said there was no way he could fly the plane. I said. “Put on your big boy pants on, all you have to do is get us to our next destination and call for backup.”

I reached into my wallet and took every cent I had and every cent the men had in their wallets and gave it to him, said. “For your trouble, I am assuming you have a first aid kit on board?” he nodded and I said. “Give your sore a*s a good old shot and fly us the hell out of here. Every man here will pay for what they have done.”

He nodded and I wrote my note telling Stringum and whoever finds it that these men were planning on killing us. I let Mark read it and he placed it inside the rope so it won’t come loose. I squeezed the button three times and the watch blinked. I said. “See my watch blinking? It means it is transmitting my location. Let’s get out of here before they come.”

We started to head for the plane. Mark stopped me and said. “Nate thanks. But this is as far as your brothers go. You did me a solid and I am doing you one. I was told only to bring you, not your brothers. I am saying my Dad wouldn’t be pleased to have them. I am saying I don’t trust him not to take advantage of using them for blackmail like he has done so with many of my friends and my brother Sal. You don’t understand and you will once we arrive at our summer home. I know what the surprises is and you don’t want your brothers to be part of it trust me; how long before help arrives?”

I said. “Soon if the sirens aren’t an indication;” he nodded. “Then we will be quick and tie up your brothers inside the office and wait until they are here and take off. I want to make sure they are taken care of first. And these traitors or taken care of before we leave. My Dad can wait, he won’t like it, but that’s just tough. I’ll contact Mr. Tate on the plane, telling him what happened, and let him deal with it with my Dad. Do you trust the High Bishop if I let you call him to take care of this mess?”

I nodded and he gave a sigh of relief. “Good, because he is a lot closer to us than Mr. Tate and your Dad being as he only lives a few miles away. We can call and make sure your Dad has them when we are in the air.” I told him it wasn’t necessary to tie up my brothers. Jared agreed to see the line of police cars, so we stayed standing guard over our prisoners. Mark was talking to the pilot and was scowling at him, as the pilot pointed to the hanger. I watched the pilot get on the plane and prepared our take off.

Jared asked if I trusted Mark. I said. “Hell no, but he’s right, we don’t want his Dad to take advantage of the situation. And Dad would kill me if I let anything happen to you. Me he could live without because I am not blood-related, but you and Jason he never forgives me.”

Jared said. “You’re wrong; Mom and Dad don’t think that they look up to you because you are one of us now your much as our bother as Shane is, Shawn will never be our brother ever again… you will. Dad would go to the hell and back to save you as he would us.”

I said. “I hope so because I want you to convince him not to come unless I can’t get out of this mess my self. He needs to be home more then he needs to be with me. Besides I can kick some butt if I have to. These goons were nothing but armatures.”

Jared and Jason gave me a fist bump as the police pulled up to us. Officer Kenly was with them and his new partner. I smiled and told him what had happened. Mark came over and introduced him to him telling him Officer Kenly, meaning Captain Kenly and I go way back, I didn’t elaborate. Mark said the men here killed our honor guard and their bodies are in the hanger closet.  Officer Kenly told his men to take care of it. Then asked me where I was going I said. “Someplace warm, take Jared and Jason home, and tell my Dad I am fine.”

He said. “Why don’t you tell him yourself?” I shook my head and said. “No, because he would stop me and I can’t allow that to happen, I’ll call him when I am in the air.” I got on the plane with Mark as he picked up his backpack and we head for the runway.

Mark didn’t say anything as I stripped down to my skin and handed him my glasses, telling him my watch was the only monitoring device I had, Mark said. “I believe you, but my Dad won’t, so I’ll put these in the safe for now. It’s treated so no radio waves can get out. He uses it when placing money in that might be tracked. He can have someone take them apart when we get there considering you still need them to read and do your homework as I do.”

I nodded as the plane stopped as Mark had him open the door and tossed all my clothes out on the runaway. Once the door closed and we were in the air. Mark handed me a pair of boxers from his backpack and a shirt. It was a little big, but it would do.