Jenifer Black sat up in her bed gasping for air; she was so scared she quickly turned on the light that was on her night stand, and quickly opened the draw to grab her inhaler to take two puffs of air. She was sweating, her head was throbbing and she was almost in tears. Jenifer looked at the red and black Mickey Mouse alarm clock that was right beside her light on her night stand.
It was three A.M. the same time she always woke up from bad nightmares. She has had the same nightmare for the past three nights. A tall man dressed in an all-black suit with smoothed black hair. This man was always caring a black suitcase. Every time he walked across the street this black car would come out of nowhere and hit him, then the man's suitcase would fly out of his hand and fall to the ground. It will then open and pictures of teen girls would fly out of his suitcase.
The girls in the pictures looked bruised and tied up, their mouths were taped and their eyes were crying for help. Every time Jenifer looked at those photos an Asian girl in one of the photos who looked about eighteen years old with long black silky hair and a beautiful smooth face would always whisper, "thirty days," then all of the pictures of the kidnapped girls would be covered with blood.
That's when Jenifer woke up. But tonight was different; there were no tall man dressed in all black caring a black suitcase. Instead Jenifer Black was inside the dream, she was in a very dark basement, and it was very cold, she couldn't see anything, but she could hear someone sobbing. She started walking towards the sobbing noise when someone grabbed her foot. Jenifer quickly jumped back and almost screamed when she seen, it was just the Asian girl from the pictures in that tall man's suitcase, and the Asian girl was sobbing, but was trying to whisper to Jenifer in between sobs.
"You have to help us, you have to go to the police and ask for detective Marcus, he knows me."
"What is your name?" I asked not wanting to keep describing her as the Asian girl.
"Samantha Jones."
"How old are you Samantha?"
"I'm eighteen, the same age as you."
"Ok so even if I do---" Samantha stopped me before I could finish what I was going to ask.
"No there's no time for you to talk just listen to everything I have to say before it's too late"
"Too late for what, I do not und..."
"Listen! There's not enough time! Just ask for detective Marcus, tell him I was kidnapped and am being held in a very cold basement...tell him I'm not alone there's about at least eight more girls in here including myself. The man who kidnapped all of us goes to this club called, "Teen Midnight", he's tall with smoothed black hair and he's always dressed in all black and caries a black suitcase with him all the time. The man has green hazel eyes and a scar on his face right beside his right eye. Tell detective Marcus not to arrest the man, just follow him home so he can come look for us in the man's basement---" I was drifting in and out of the dream; I couldn't really make out the rest of what she was telling me.
"When you wake--- go straight to the--- ask for detective--- you must--- only thirty days--- twelve mid---hurry!" and that's when Jenifer woke up gasping for air.
Jenifer who is eight-teen years old and lives on her own, got up out of her queen sized bed and walked to her closet which was on the other side of her room. She grabbed her purse that was in front of her closet and took out a paper and a pen and wrote down everything she could remember about the dream and what Samantha Jones told her.
Then she folded the paper and put it back into her purse; she grabbed her keys that were on top of her dresser which was right across from her queen size bed against the wall. She left her brown house in Tan-Tar Osage Beach, Lake of the Ozarks, Missouri and walked down the steps and the path way to her red, two door sports Ferrari. Jenifer drove down to the police station.
When Jenifer arrived at the station she parked in the visitor parking lot, turned off her car and walked into the station. Jenifer has never been in a police station before so she was partly amazed and scared all at the same time when she walked in. She stood in front of the door for a while until a young beautiful caramel lady that was sitting in a chair at the front desk called out to her.
"Hi, is there an emergency you want to report?" Jenifer stepped out of her daze and came back to the real world and approached the caramel lady whose name was Josie Smith.
"Yes, but I wanted to speak to detective Marcus. Do you know where I can find him or if he's here?" Jenifer asked while twirling her thumbs on the front desk counter.
"Detective Marcus, hmmm" Josie Smith said with a questionable look on her face, and then she checked her watch to see what time it was, three thirty A.M.
"Look I know it's really early in the late morning but this is a life or death situation and it involves detective Marcus, so if there's any way I can get in touch with him then that would really be helpful." Jenifer said with a nervous smile on her face. Jenifer watched as Josie grabbed a file folder that has all the detective's addresses and phone numbers in it.
When Jenifer saw Josie stop at detective Marcus's folder she got a pinch of excitement and thought "what a piece of cake this was" but Jenifer got too excited too early, because at that moment she saw Josie's facial expression change back to that quizzical look and that's when Jenifer knew what she had to do at that moment. She didn't care if she had to go to jail afterwards, all she cared about was to save those girls who been kidnapped.
"Why don't you tell---?" Josie Smith started to say when Jenifer abruptly leaned over the front desk counter and quickly took detective Marcus's file folder and ran off with it. Josie didn't know what to think at that moment, she couldn't even react fast enough. Josie quickly snapped out of her shock and pressed the emergency alarm button that was under her desk.
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Marcus woke up from his deep sleep when he heard banging and multiple bell rings at his door. Marcus didn't bother to put the light on, he quickly sat up in his bed and turned to his right to grab his 9mm pistol from under his pillow and quickly, but silently got out of bed with only black boxers on and walked down the stairs. He silently walked up to the door and looked out the little peep hole to see who it was.
Detective Marcus was blown away when he saw a very beautiful lady at his door; she had beautiful long pitch black silky wavy hair, beautiful big green eyes with white pupils which he thought was a bit weird, nice smooth tan complexion, and she looked about four feet tall. Marcus slowly opened the door to a crack to see what she wanted.
"H-hi, are you detective Marcus?" Jenifer asked while standing on detective Marcus's porch. She was shocked when she seen what he looked like in person, she almost couldn't even get a, "hi," out there at first. He was Caucasian and had shaggy but smooth black hair with hair on his face the shape of a ring around his mouth that connected to his side burns.
Jenifer quickly got out of her drooling daze when she heard cop sirens behind her. Jenifer panicked and quickly opened the door all the way and walked into the house, shut the door, locked it and started to explain before detective Marcus could get a word out.
"I'm so sorry but this is an emergency, life or death. I didn't know any other way to get in touch with you so I stole your address file and came here right away---" Marcus cut her off.
"Are you crazy, you could go to jail---" Jenifer quickly cut him off.
"I know! But you have to listen! This is going to be a lot to take in but we don't have much time so you need to understand as quickly as you can. My pupils are white right now which means I just had a vision. In my vision there was this Asian girl name Samantha Jones, I have been seeing her in this one vision I keep having but tonight was different. Samantha Jones came to me in my dream directly and told me to get you and tell you that she and along with eight other girls have been kidnapped and is being held in a basement. Look I wrote down everything she told me to tell you." Jenifer quickly grabbed the piece of paper out of her purse and handed it to detective Marcus. Marcus looked it over and went into a deep thought before speaking.
"Is this some kind of joke?" Jenifer looked at him real quick then listened outside and panicked; the cop sirens were getting closer.
"Are you kidding me?! If this was a joke I wouldn't have risked my life stealing your file, coming to you at four in the morning, and banging and ringing your door bell frantically. You are seriously asking me if this is a freaking joke?! Do you know Samantha Jones?"
"Yes I know her; she's the daughter of my close friend James. This just has never happened to me before so I'm a little shocked."
"I told you I didn't have---" Jenifer stopped talking when she heard loud aggressive banging at the door.
"Detective Marcus are you in there?" a cop called out. Jenifer and detective Marcus looked at each other. Marcus was about to reach for the door when Jenifer quickly grabbed his arm to stop him.
"No, I can't go to jail, please." Jenifer whispered with pleading watery sad puppy eyes.
"Ok go upstairs to my room; when you go upstairs take a right and walk all the way down the hall and my room will be right there. Don't turn on any lights just stay in there and be quiet." Detective Marcus told her; when he was convinced that she was in his room he opened his door and acted like he just woke up.
"Is everything ok?" Marcus asked Officer Craig.
"There was this girl who came into the police station asking about you and she stole your address file so we came over right away; have you seen her? Has she come over here yet? She's really short with long pitch black silky wavy hair, huge green eyes with white pupils." Officer Craig asked.
"Nope no one beside y'all came over and woke me up from my deep sleep." Marcus said but from the look on Officer Craig's face, he knew he wasn't convinced.
"Could I come in to just check for myself please?"
"No you may not, its four fifty in the morning, I'm tired and I want to go back to sleep; I told you no women in that description came into my home and if she did I would know, I'm a detective nothing gets passed me without me knowing. With that said I think you should go home and get some sleep, when I wake up I'll go look for the girl who has my file, now goodnight." Marcus shut the door on Officer Craig and went upstairs to his room.
Jenifer was sitting on detective Marcus's bed looking at his opened closet that was across the king size bed on the other side of the room. When Marcus tried to talk to her she didn't say anything and didn't move her eyes from the closet, until she saw a hand in her face trying to get her attention. Jenifer quickly stopped looking at the closet and instead looked at detective Marcus's body; he was muscular everywhere, he had muscular arms but not too muscular, he had a six pack, and a sexy V line.
Marcus had black sleek hair with grey eyes and he was really tall. If I had to take a guess on how tall he was, I'll have to say he was around six foot three inches tall. She could already imagine him covered in oil or having water dripping down his body when he came out of the pool. Jenifer was so mesmerized by the site and by the idea. The site of his body made Jenifer insides tingle with pleasure and gave her butterflies in her stomach. Jenifer was snapped out of her daze when detective Marcus yelled.
"Hello!" Marcus yelled in a very impatient tone.
"Y-yes. What!" Jenifer yelled back in a very annoyed tone. She was mad that he snapped her out of her fantasizing about detective Marcus. She looked at him very sharply.
"I asked what your name was" Marcus said still impatient with her.
"My name is Jenifer Black and are you going to put some clothes on, I can't think with you half naked in front of me." Jenifer said in her annoyed tone, still looking at him sharply and rolling her eyes. Detective Marcus quickly looked down and got embarrassed and quickly went to his dresser that was in front of his bed against his wall, and grabbed a pair of blue jeans and a black muscle shirt and put them on.
"I don't understand, you can't think with me half naked in front of you, but you could think with me holding a pistol in my hand? You are not scared at all?" Detective Marcus asked with only his right eye brow rising in confusion.
"No, what the hell, I know you are not going to shoot me because if you was going to you would've done it when I was banging on your door at four in the morning. Plus I'm not here to discuss pistols or your half naked body; I'm here so you can save your close friends eighteen year olds daughter, so can we get to it please." Jenifer asked in an impatient tone.
"Oh yes so what do we have so far?" Detective Marcus asked still feeling embarrassed.
"At the end of the dream I couldn't make out what she was saying but I think she was saying, "When you wake up go straight to the police station, ask for detective Marcus, you must hurry; only thirty days, twelve midnight HURRY," so I'm guessing she will be killed along with the eight other girls in that cold basement by twelve midnight." Jenifer said looking at detective Marcus and trying to calm her insides down before she jumps on him and kisses him everywhere.
"How do you know the basement is cold and how do you even know they are in the basement to begin with?"
"Look we don't have time, the guy who kidnapped them wasn't in the basement so he might be at that club she mentioned."
"Ok." Detective Marcus grabbed his gun and put it on his waist then grabbed his car keys.
"Ok let's go." Jenifer just sat there on his bed staring at him with a questionable look on her face.
"What?" Detective Marcus asked feeling impatient.
"It's five in the morning, most teen clubs close at midnight and if not that time then around four in the morning; we would have to go to the club later tonight. What about at ten?" Jennifer suggested.
"Ok that sounds good; I'll just call up some cops and tell them what's going on before we go to the club."
"No! I told you I can't go to jail and if you do call the cops they will just ruin the plan of us saving those teenage girls, they will ruin my plan also." Jennifer Black said.
"What exactly is your plan?" Detective Marcus asked.
"If I tell you, you might not let me do it; don't worry about it."
"I can't call the cops for back up and you won't tell me your plan. I kind of feel lost in this situation, you have to let me know what you are planning or let me call for back up."
"You can call for backup when we go to that guy's place where those girls are; and when we go to the club can you please not look like a cop or a detective. That means you have to hide that gun somewhere. Most clubs don't check ladies so you could just hide your gun in my purse, and where something more sexy."
"Are you saying I'm not sexy? Now I feel offended." Detective Marcus said with a little humor.
"No, no that's not what I'm saying at all, I got to admit you are pretty sexy." Jennifer said not knowing she said it at all. She blushed in embarrassment. When Jennifer looked up at Detective Marcus she saw him smiling and she got up immediately. She tried to walk out of his room and out of his house to go home so she could bury her face in her pillow and call herself stupid until she falls back asleep.
"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Where are you going at this hour in the morning?" Detective Marcus asked her while blocking the door way.
"I'm going home so I could get some sleep. Is that a crime?"
"No, but it would be idiotic since there are cops out looking for you. I'm just saying."
"So what do you suggest I do, I can't stay here all morning."
"Why not?"
"Because I don't want to; I'm tired and I want my own bed to sleep on." I knew once those words came out that it was not true. I mean come on, who in their right mind would pass up the opportunity to sleep at a hot detective's house? Exactly my point.
"Ok, fine, go home, but I want you to call me when you get inside your house so I know you are okay and safe."