here to help you. You’re going to be okay now, do you understand?’
She looked back at me, her confusion slowly receding as understanding crept across her face. Tears welled in her eyes and her lips started to tremble.
‘Hey now, I need you to be brave, alright? What’s your name?’
Her eyes searched mine as she continued to struggle with her emotions, ‘…Tracy.’
‘Tracy, that’s a nice name. Okay Tracy, my name is Pariah, and I’m going to help you out of this. But I need your help, okay?’
She gave a slight nod, still holding herself together.
‘Alright, you’re going to be the hero, Tracy,’ I said as I pressed Tyrone’s smartphone into her hands, ‘I need you to phone the police. Tell them we are at the old Harrington Depot in Gallowgate. Tell them what happened to you and that they need to come get you all. You’ll save everyone – and then you’ll all go home. Can you do that for me, Tracy?’
She nodded her head again, this time with more conviction, ‘I can do that.’
I smiled at her, ‘Okay then,’ I stood to leave and she shot a hand out to grab my own.
‘You’re leaving?’ she asked, an edge of panic in her voice.
I put my hand over hers and gave it a firm squeeze, ‘I’m only going to be out of sight, Tracy. Don’t worry, I’ll still be here; I’ll still be watching over you all.’
She gave a small smile of her own and released me, ‘Okay…’
I turned away from her and walked back to the exit, pulling my hood back up as I prepared to return to the loading bay.
‘Pariah,’ Tracy called after me, causing me to stop and turn my head back to her. ‘Thank you.’
I gave the girl one last smile before I left her to dial the police. She was thanking me and I felt like I owed her an apology. If I had found this place sooner, if I had gotten to Underhaven before now, or if I had spent more time on this case; none of this would have happened to her. As it was, I had very nearly failed to save her – I had almost joined her.
I made a silent promise to Tracy and all the girls in that place that I would do better.
Barely ten minutes later I was sat on top of the same rooftop I had launched my assault from, looking out over the depot. I had used my telekinesis to carry me up in what was a very slow and difficult form of flight, leaping into the air and then drifting upwards in an envelope of blue force. I was concealed as I had been the last time I was up there and I watched as the first police cruisers pulled up at the entrance to the depot.
I had been sure to drag all of Tyrone’s men to the centre of the loading area and leave them suitably incapacitated so as not to be a danger to the police when they appeared. I also made sure that the contents of the crates in the loading bay were clearly visible so as to leave no doubt as to what the police officers were walking in to.
It didn’t take long for them to radio it in, and then came a small convoy of ambulances and police vans. More and more started to arrive, securing the area and cordoning it off while the girls were guided outside and led to the back of the ambulances. Statements were taken, aid was given, and the girls were gradually sent off in the ambulances, probably headed to the Western Saint’s Hospital.
I watched as Tracy was led to the back of a police van to speak with a young, handsome detective, and she seemed to give a good account of herself as she answered his questions. For his part the detective seemed respectful and sympathetic as he intently dealt with her. He looked genuinely shaken by what he was learning had transpired - and I could relate to that.
It reminded me that as bad as Azure can be, it is still filled with good folk. The response from the emergency services had been quality and it encouraged me that Azure could still be wrestled back from the hold of evil men – even forlorn places like Gallowgate.
It was a telling blow on Underhaven. They had lost all of the product that
She looked back at me, her confusion slowly receding as understanding crept across her face. Tears welled in her eyes and her lips started to tremble.
‘Hey now, I need you to be brave, alright? What’s your name?’
Her eyes searched mine as she continued to struggle with her emotions, ‘…Tracy.’
‘Tracy, that’s a nice name. Okay Tracy, my name is Pariah, and I’m going to help you out of this. But I need your help, okay?’
She gave a slight nod, still holding herself together.
‘Alright, you’re going to be the hero, Tracy,’ I said as I pressed Tyrone’s smartphone into her hands, ‘I need you to phone the police. Tell them we are at the old Harrington Depot in Gallowgate. Tell them what happened to you and that they need to come get you all. You’ll save everyone – and then you’ll all go home. Can you do that for me, Tracy?’
She nodded her head again, this time with more conviction, ‘I can do that.’
I smiled at her, ‘Okay then,’ I stood to leave and she shot a hand out to grab my own.
‘You’re leaving?’ she asked, an edge of panic in her voice.
I put my hand over hers and gave it a firm squeeze, ‘I’m only going to be out of sight, Tracy. Don’t worry, I’ll still be here; I’ll still be watching over you all.’
She gave a small smile of her own and released me, ‘Okay…’
I turned away from her and walked back to the exit, pulling my hood back up as I prepared to return to the loading bay.
‘Pariah,’ Tracy called after me, causing me to stop and turn my head back to her. ‘Thank you.’
I gave the girl one last smile before I left her to dial the police. She was thanking me and I felt like I owed her an apology. If I had found this place sooner, if I had gotten to Underhaven before now, or if I had spent more time on this case; none of this would have happened to her. As it was, I had very nearly failed to save her – I had almost joined her.
I made a silent promise to Tracy and all the girls in that place that I would do better.
Barely ten minutes later I was sat on top of the same rooftop I had launched my assault from, looking out over the depot. I had used my telekinesis to carry me up in what was a very slow and difficult form of flight, leaping into the air and then drifting upwards in an envelope of blue force. I was concealed as I had been the last time I was up there and I watched as the first police cruisers pulled up at the entrance to the depot.
I had been sure to drag all of Tyrone’s men to the centre of the loading area and leave them suitably incapacitated so as not to be a danger to the police when they appeared. I also made sure that the contents of the crates in the loading bay were clearly visible so as to leave no doubt as to what the police officers were walking in to.
It didn’t take long for them to radio it in, and then came a small convoy of ambulances and police vans. More and more started to arrive, securing the area and cordoning it off while the girls were guided outside and led to the back of the ambulances. Statements were taken, aid was given, and the girls were gradually sent off in the ambulances, probably headed to the Western Saint’s Hospital.
I watched as Tracy was led to the back of a police van to speak with a young, handsome detective, and she seemed to give a good account of herself as she answered his questions. For his part the detective seemed respectful and sympathetic as he intently dealt with her. He looked genuinely shaken by what he was learning had transpired - and I could relate to that.
It reminded me that as bad as Azure can be, it is still filled with good folk. The response from the emergency services had been quality and it encouraged me that Azure could still be wrestled back from the hold of evil men – even forlorn places like Gallowgate.
It was a telling blow on Underhaven. They had lost all of the product that
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