Dark Carnival Murders

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Authors: Bob Moats
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Warren had his window down and was
showing his badge to the cockpit, it didn’t do much, the jet kept
going.
    Lynn pushed the car hard
and finally got ahead of the jet and turned sharply into the path
of the beast. We all jumped from the car as the jet was hitting its
brakes narrowly missing Lynn’s car by inches. We all had our guns
trained on the plane as Williams pulled up next to the jet. We
waited for something to happen inside.
    We could hear a number of
gunshots and saw flashes from the window of the jet. My heart
skipped a couple beats as we waited. After a few minutes, the
gangplank lowered and we aimed our weapons towards the opening.
Suddenly Mary came out followed by her women and Lynn went running
to them.
    "What happened?" she
yelled as the jet was shutting down its engines.
    "Assholes, they were more
interested in watching you guys out here, we got the drop on them
from behind. Just four helpless women, no threat to the big bad
guys," she laughed with a sigh of relief.
    *
     

Chapter 17
     
    Lynn had called for backup
and the men on the plane were being dragged off. Lynn then placed a
call to Bill Kestor, the FBI agent out in Florida, and explained
why she woke him at an ungodly hour. He was appreciative and said
he would get hold of his counterpart in Vegas and have them
investigate the human trafficking angle.
    Lynn came to Earl and I,
"Well, I think we got this part of the situation taken care of.
Kidnapping, robbery and child endangerment, Dark is really racking
them up."
    "How are you going to keep
this under wraps so Dark doesn’t hear back from the people he sold
these women to?" I asked.
    "I talked to Bill Kestor,
FBI, and he agreed to see about delaying info about the jet. As far
as the people in Dubai will be concerned, the jet was delayed for
engine problems. We just have to delay for one more day. Tonight is
the auction and if we can take that down and get the boys back, the
FBI can move in on the slavers. The men on the plane will spend a
quiet night in Homeland Security cells here at the airport." Lynn
explained. "Next, we need to get Buck to find out where the auction
is to take place."
    As if on cue, Buck and Mac
drove up in their camper, after calling me earlier to find out
where we were. They parked and came over to us.
    "One more night and
hopefully this will end," Buck said.
    "You have to get the info
for the auction to us as soon as you hear from Dark," Lynn
said.
    "What if he doesn’t tell
me?" Buck asked.
    Lynn thought for a moment,
"We may need to hook you up for GPS. I’ll have Dave set it up for
you."
    "Will that thing follow me
to the john?" Buck laughed.
    "I hope not, but we’re
lucky it has no sound capabilities. We don’t need to hear you
fart," I said.
    "Gentlemen, it’s now after
one in the morning, I think we can call it a night," Lynn said as
airport security was putting the men from the jet into a van to be
taken to the office of the airport Homeland Security to be
detained.
    We all agreed and went to
our vehicles. I drove Earl back to the office where he left his car
and he drove off. I headed home and the house was dark by the time
I got there. I didn’t hear the driveway alarm going off so I
presumed Penny didn’t set it. I parked the van and went in the
front door to find Willy sitting in the middle of the kitchen
looking half-asleep.
    "Are you hungry, is that
why you’re in here?" I said standing at the door to the
kitchen.
    "He and I are both hungry,
did you bring any food home with you?" Penny said coming up behind
me. "Did you get your kidnappers?"
    I put my arms around her
and pulled her in tightly, "Yes, we did. They are on ice for now
until we get the boys back tonight. I hope this ends on a good
note. As to food, I didn’t know I was supposed to bring
any."
    "It’s alright; I don’t
expect you to think of mundane things like feeding your wife and
son. I’ll whip up something for us. I presume you haven’t
eaten?"
    "Had a Carl’s Jr. burger
earlier

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