Chapter 1: Eye For an Eye
The guys could hear the sirens screaming out the emergency, as they sat in the clubhouse, discussing tonight's run to Stockton. They paid no mind to them, nor could they hear the phone constantly ringing in the office of the garage.
Cindy hung up the phone, once more dialling the number for the garage, in hopes someone would pick up and she could tell them the news. Only Lorraine stood with her in the office, while the others were outside, consoling one another, the sight their eyes had just held, blanketing their minds with the horror.
The first car to pull in, was patrolman Mark Mason, heading for the group of girls. He stopped and got out and was immediately set upon by them, as they all tried to tell him what happened. Despite the chaotic confusion, he picked up all the key words he needed to hear. Murder, gun shots, dead, office.
He made his way past the girls and headed into the office area and saw Cindy and Lorraine on the phone. Mason looked at them and they both pointed in the direction of the living quarters. He went past them and went inside, looking around for any signs of a crime and found none. He walked in further and looked about, then saw the bodies in the bed. He rushed to Marlene and checked her pulse, then went around to Jake and did the same to him.
He rushed back out, up to the girls on the phone.
"Have you called for an ambulance?"
Cindy and Lorraine both nodded, looking at the officer with terrified eyes, as they waited for anything else.
"One of them is still alive and if that ambulance doesn't get here soon, she won't make it."
The girls put it together instantly on his admission of the sex. Marlene was still alive. The officer ran back into the bedroom and did his best to stem the flow of blood, to buy her as much time as he could. Despite the location of the bullet wounds, Mason put his hands over Marlene's ample breasts and applied pressure to the entry wounds, doing his best to keep the blood from staining the white sheets any further. He breathed a small sigh, as he heard the ambulance's siren coming up the road.
Not long after, two more police sirens could be heard and Mason breathed a bit easier again, knowing he could start investigating the crime. The voices let him know the attendants were in the office and he called for them to come back. They wheeled the stretcher in and the first one rushed to the bed.
"He's gone, this one's just barely hanging on. She's been shot twice, I got my fingers in the wounds, stopping the flow."
The other attendant came in with his emergency kit and opened it, taking out everything he'd need. Mason readied his one hand, so the attendant could pull away the sheet and the other could apply a clotting agent and compress. They counted it off and they all moved together, with only a few seconds taken to apply the agent and cover it with the compress. Once again, they readied themselves and the hands all moved as fast as they humanly could and bared the other blood soaked breast, sealing the wound and applying the compress.
IV lines were run and readied, then they pulled the sheet back and exposed Marlene. Critical situation, or not, male eyes couldn't help but quickly take in the sight of her beautiful and sensual body. Hands went under her and shortly, she was transferred to the gurney and the IV lines installed. Oxygen was started and a mask was put over her face. No more than ten minutes after arriving, the ambulance attendants were leaving with Marlene and putting her in the back of the Pontiac ambulance. The siren and lights were started and the driver wasted no time in getting out of there and on towards St Thomas Hospital.
The two police cars raced into the lot and pulled up to the girls, still standing in front of the office. Lorraine and Cindy gave up trying the garage and stood with them, as Mason came out, wiping his bloodied hands with a paper towel. He waited until the two officers joined him and they went inside. They were in for five minutes, then they all came out again. Mason called Lorraine and Cindy over, knowing they were calling someone, when he went in the first time.
Lorraine recognized Unser and showed recognition to him, remembering what Lenny had said about him before, when he was let go and Wayne had covered his costs of new pants.
"Okay, now one at a time, you first. What's your name?"
"Cindy, Cindy MacDonald."
"Okay Cindy, did you make the call?"
"Yes."
"So you were the first to see them?"
"No. Lorraine was. Everyone was screaming, but I ran and called from the office."
Cindy pointed at Lorraine and then looked at the girls. Mason looked at Lorraine next.
"So you were first to see them? What's your name?"
Nervously, Lorraine looked at the officers, as she summoned up her courage to talk about it.
"Yes. I'm Lorraine Nelson. We were sitting in our room talking, all of us girls, when we all heard these sounds that we thought were firecrackers going off, so we all came outside to see. We saw a guy come out of the office and run to his car and he took off fast, squealing his tires."
Mason, Unser and Kiligrew, all became interested at that point. Mason asked the all important questions, after hearing the news.
"What did this man look like?"
Lorraine thought for a moment and recited her memories.
"I remember he was tall and had a good body, like over six feet tall and he worked out, or something. He had a blue sports coat and black pants and I think his hair was dark too. Anyway, he jumped in this black Caddy, a really, new one and took off, out that way and then he disappeared and I don't know where he went."
Mason looked back at Cindy.
"Do you remember what happened, Cindy? Did you see what Lorraine did?"
"Yeah, just like that. I remember him the same way. Never saw his face or anything."
"I don't suppose either of you, or the others happened to catch a plate number?"
Both Lorraine and Cindy shook their heads.
"We were down at unit fourteen, when it happened and we saw the guy. It was too far to make out any numbers or anything."
"Okay, look, thanks girls. You've been a great help. Stick around here and don't leave the motel, we'll need to ask you and the others more questions."
