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    Nothing Really Compares – Chapter Four

    Story written on May 4, 2008 by Genner.
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    She tried to be nice to him, maybe that could be an advantage later on…

    Chapter Four


    At Grayson Avenue, Nadia Brooklyn was calling her sister.
    "Sheila? You aren’t being very careful! I had a girl at the door today asking for Tina Kennard, and later in the evening there was a bunch of them, one of them rather agressive. I guess they really think I have Tina."
    "Fuck!" her sister replied. "Do you think they will follow you?"
    "Nah, they seemed to believe me, I guess. I hope. Just wanted to let you know."
    "Okay. I brought the girl to my place. That fucking hotel had no room left, and I had made a reservation."
    "Just make sure you bring the van back tomorrow. I’m gonna need it."
    "Okay, see you then."
    "Bye."

    Tina was sitting in a dark room. The woman had just come in and Tina felt how she was coming closer. The woman untied her blindfold and got the tape of her mouth, which hurt a lot. She yelled as loud as she could, maybe the neighbours would hear her.
    "Don’t try, Tina. This is an abandoned place where nobody can hear you."
    "Fuck you! You’re a big, fat bitch! What the hell do you want?"
    "I want a lot of things. But it’s about what I don’t want."
    "What have I ever done wrong to you?"
    "You, dear? Nothing. Nothing at all."
    "Than why are you keeping me here?"
    The doorbell rang and the woman said: "I’ll be right back. That must be Bill."
    Not much later, the woman came back in with a guy. He rolled up the shutters and the light fell into the room. Tina’s eyes hadn’t seen any light for quite a long time and she blinked them heavily. This Bill guy was very skinny and he looked even more afraid than she was.
    "This is my husband and helper, Bill," the woman introduced the man. "Bill, this is Tina Kennard."
    "What the hell is this all about?" Tina said angrily. She tried to hide her fear behind her brutalness.
    "As I said, about what I don’t want, but also about what you don’t want. I don’t think you’d like it if something happened to your dear Bette, would you?"
    "Keep your fat hands off her!"
    "Don’t worry, I will. And you wouldn’t like it if something happened to Angelica either, right?"
    "You filthy bitch! You’re a monster!"
    "Shh, let me speak. Nothing will happen to them, not if you co-operate. Not if Bette co-operates."
    "What do you want from us?"

    Bette was sitting in her car, parked at Grayson Avenue. Angelica was in good care with Kit. It was her turn to follow Nadia Brooklyn where ever she went.
    It was 2 PM. She was tired as hell, not having slept in ages, but Tina’s life could depend on her keeping her eyes open.
    Her heart almost jumped out of her chest as a blue van came into the street. It was a chevrolet! The car stopped right in front of Nadia Brooklyns house. A woman that looked just like Nadia got out and rang the doorbell. As if Nadia had been waiting behind the door, she immediately opened it. The driver of the van handed over car keys and went into the house. Bette took her phone and immediately called the others.

    The woman had left and Tina was alone with Bill. She tried to be nice to him, maybe that could be an advantage later on. Bill was remarkably softer than his wife.
    "I am sorry I am doing this to you, miss Kennard, but I have no other choice." Bill apologized all the time.
    "Your wife?" Tina asked, trying to sound understanding. She couldn’t imagine her having such a relationship with Bette. Okay, Bette needed control, but it wasn’t this bad.
    "Yes, Penny is very bossy, you see. Shit! Forget that name, forget it."
    So her name was Penny.
    "Where is she now?"
    "I don’t know," Bill said. Tina could tell he was lying, but pretended to believe him.
    "I just don’t understand why you have to take me to get what you want."
    "Well, you are very dear to miss Porter, and miss Porter will more likely give in if your life depends on it."
    "My life depends on it?" Tina asked frightened. "Are you gonna kill me?"
    "Not if miss Porter co-operates."
    "But what the hell can she do? She isn’t rich!"

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