Meanwhile all of this mess was happening down in Louisiana, something more...Interesting was happening in Key west, Florida.
Bernice has came home two days before planned, just for this. Her little Brother had came to visit her, against his will...so he was kidnapped in short terms.
" Brodie! Its great to see you awake! I saw your sweet little wifey all last month!" She chuckled
"Caroline..? You saw her? How was she?Is she okay?" Brodie asked anxiously as he tried to look around in the dark garage, his one working eye adjusting to the light.
"Yes I saw her but that is not the point, J.J. had me bring you down here for..reasons..." She hummed as she looked at her blood stained bat in her hand, tapping it on the concrete slab floor of the garage.
" And that is?" He sighed as his damp hair hung down in his face, dripping with sweat from the heat of the garage, 'It must be daytime for it to be that hot' He thought."I'm getting there!- J.J. Wants you to join us, be a mole for us and take down that asshole detective-"
" LaBaron? He's not an asshole, he's a really sweet guy and he's good at his job." Brodie smiled.
"Yes him, and to us he's a pain in the ass but back to what I saying you cam make at least 10 times your runty income, take better care of Caroline just like you promised Jim before he kicked the bucket.." She offered as she took off her lightweight red blazer, revealing a nice white blouse
" Well that runty income is mainly because the my clients don' t pay me enough, but I digress- But up until recently, Caroline and I have been off just fine, if her assignment goes well she might be up for a promotion." Brodie told his Sister.
" You've been off 'fine'? Brodie,you have been on food stamps for the last two months..." Bernice mocked, as she looked at her brothers scarred face with a flashlight.He was in rough shape, he had been asleep for a week by the looks of it: Through his bloodstained shirt, his ribs were visible,
" Brodie..you might be able to have ran ,and hide from Dad..but you cant run from Me,Frenchie, and J.J.. Where ever you go we know we can find you. There is no outsmarting J.J., he isnt like dad. This is it, Brodie, you're lucky you at least have me and Frenchie on your side."Bernice told him, getting in his face.
" I'm not doing it." Brodie growled
"So, that sweet little wife of yours..it would be a shame if Mr.Kingston knew that she was a cop..." She chuckled " You just might not see her in one piece again.. are you willing to take that risk if you dont join us?"
"No! I can lose anyone, I swear anyone,but not her." He shivered as he started to cry.
"Awe. Is the big man crying? Cant stand to lose his little wife, its not like you can provide for her, honestly Kingston takes better care of her than you do." Bernice sneered,
" I take plenty good care of her!" Brodie Growled as he picked some dried blood off of his face, Gingerly brushing his fingers over the cuts from what seemed to be maybe a week or two ago 'How long was I asleep?' he thought.
" Oh Really? " Bernice chuckled as she squatted down to look at her brother's face " I don't think so.."
" What do you mean?" He gasped as he tried to wiggle free of the handcuffs of his wrists and ankles.
" Oh You'll find out soon enough." She purred " Well unless you join us, then there will be nothing to find out about."
" Fine!" He cried out as tears softened the dried blood on his face, causing it to melt and flow in the same path as his tears. There was no other way out of this, it was like being caught between a rock and a hard place; Carolines life or his freedom,good name, and clean record was at risk. By default he would chose someone other than himself,
" What was that?" Bernice Smiled
" F-fine, I'll join you, just keep Caroline safe, that's all I ask of you." He whimpered
" That's what I like to hear,you stay here, I'll call J.J. and tell him the good news." She smiled, dropping the bloodstained bat and leaving the room to go call her boss.
" No where to go." He whistled as his eyes finally adjusted to the darkness, he was just in Bernice's garage. she had stacks of boxes of decoration and old things she didn't have the heart to get rid of,but didn't have anywhere to put it.
Brodie wiggled and tried to escape but all he was successful in doing was knocking over a box with the chair he was cuffed to. In the box, which was now knocked over, a picture in a nice sandy colored frame fell out of it. Brodie managed to scoot the picture over and looked at it, it was a picture of Caroline, Brodie, Bernice, and Frenchie at Caroline and Brodie's wedding.
" good lord, I didnt look good in that picture..." He sighed as he looked up at the white popcorn ceiling.
" No, No you didn't." Frenchie smiled from the doorway, dressed casually for once.
" did you just get back?" Brodie asked as he smiled back
" Yep, we landed about 15 minuets ago." she sighed
" How did that go?" He murmured
" A bit rocky, but they gave us a free cookie afterwords." She chuckled as she looked at the cookie in its wrapper, "Here take it, you look like you haven't eaten in weeks." She told him.
" Thank you so much Frenchie, but do you mind to take the cuffs off me? I cant really eat without my hands." Brodie pointed out.
"Oh! Sorry, Brodie, one second!" Frenchie gasped, face palming, before running off.
Her caramel skin and Auburn hair glowing when it hit the warm light from the front door.
Frenchie came back twenty minuets later with a small key on a necklace, " If you ever tell J.J. about this, I'll shoot you." she joked.
" My lips are sealed." Brodie smiled as he wiggled his wrists and fingers before eating the cookie.
Since it was the first thing he had eaten in two weeks , it was the best cookie he had ever had.
"Damn, I never knew airport food is this good!" He smiled
"It tastes like cardboard, how long have you been without food to make you think that airport cookies are good?" Frenchie Joked.