Chapter Four
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"So tell me what room is my little brother hiding out in?" demands Donovan as he heads up to the front desk after he left Evan with Sawyer.
Now there was a new lady at the desk. To take over the night shift. Her name was Alexandra.
Bernadette was much more easy going then Alexandra could be.
"I don't know what you mean sir" she lies right off the bat.
"Look you will tell me what you know. I don't care how much my little brother has paid you to keep quite. My father sent me here after him. Now you are dealing with ME. I have the power to fire you. So now I am going to ask you again, Alexandra. Where is my little brother? Which room?" demands Donovan sternly. He slams his hand down.
"Room 201 on the third floor. The king size room" squeals Alexandra as her eyes grow wider.
"Give me the room key please" he demands to her as he holds his hand out to her. She goes to the desk, unlocks the desk then gets him the key he demands. She hands it in his pockets.
"He has not checked out correct? He is still here?" he demands to know. She checks the computer records.
"It shows here he is still in the hotel" she replies as he walks around the desk to look at the computer.
"Good. I am going to surprise my little brother. No one better tell him I am here. Got it? Or you will be looking for a new job" he warns Alexandra. She nods.
"Got it sir" she agrees.
He nods. He walks to the elevator. He was going to finally find out what was going on with his little brother. He only hoped that his brother Harrison was not in some mess he could not get out of. Donovan's cell phone rang. It was his father.
"Dad?" answers Donovan.
"Did you arrive alright?" asks his father.
"I am here now. I just checked in. I found out what room Harrison is in. I am going to sneak in on him now as we speak" Donovan explains to his father.
"Excellent. Call me as soon as you are face to face with him. Understood? I got some email saying a large amount of money was withdrew from my bank account and it was linked to our account in Paris" worries his father. "I only assume that your brother took money from the account, question is why! And what does he need it for" worries his father.
"No worries. I will handle Harrison" vows Donovan. He hangs up with his worried father.
He hoped he would get the answers he needed tonight. Donovan gets up to the third floor. Donovan was excited to handle this mess with his brother so he can properly enjoy his time over here in Paris with Sawyer.
Maybe this would be a romantic trip which they could grow closer. He only hoped he would have time to get to know her better. He was interested in Sawyer. He wanted to be able to show her.
But he just was not sure how. He never really had a steady girlfriend. EVER. The closest thing he ever had was well...Quinn. The on again off again relationship. No one had ever gotten this close to him before. Not like Sawyer was. He wanted her to stay in his life. He enjoyed time with Shelly to. She was a doll.
Donovan comes up to his little brother's bedroom. He knocks on the door. There was no answer. He knocks again.
"Harrison? You better let me in. This is your brother. Father sent me. We are just worried about you is all. Please let me in. Talk to me will you?" begs Donovan as he knocks on the door.
Nothing.
Not a sound. Maybe his little brother was not in the room. Maybe he was out. It would not surprise him. Donovan takes his hand into his jacket pocket. He takes the key card out. He opens the door. Swings it open.
"HARRISON?" he demands loudly once he is in the room. His heart pounding a mile a minute. Nothing. No Harrison.
But Harrison had been there. The bed was a mess. Where someone slept on it. He hears muffled cries coming from some place. Where? Out on the little deck it looked like someone was sitting on the deck watching the sunset. Donovan goes to grab something to protect himself with.
There was only a bible sitting on the table. That would not work. He heads out on the deck after sliding the glass door open. There was QUINN! She was crying. She was tied up to the chair.
"Quinn! What happened!" he cries with worry. He helps take the gag off her mouth.
"You came!!" she cries as her make-up smears on her face while tears form.
"Of course I came. Though you told me not to" he chuckles.
"Don't move!" she utters a whisper.
"Why?" he asks.
"You can't move me" she tells him. Tears fall.
"Why tell me why?" he demands to know.
"Look under my chair" she tells him. He kneels down to see. There was a small bomb under her chair ready to go at any moment.
"We have to help you" he states.
"Go! Save your own life! Warn others" she begs.
"No Quinn! I won't leave without you! I am calling the cops to help" he declares.
"No!! Don't tell them" she begs. He was already on the phone.
"We need a bomb squad! NOW! Someone has tied my friend up. Yes...yes...get here right now" he demands. "It says she has three more hours to live" They hang up on him.
"Now the cops know. They will kill him" cries Quinn.
"Kill who?" he asks her as he touches her cheek.
"Harrison! Donovan they took Harrison! Right before when we were hiding out here, they grabbed him. Left me here when they knew you were coming. That was why on the phone they made me tell you not to come" she sniffs.
"Calm down sweetheart. We will get you free" he promises her.
"Tell the people to clear this place. Or everyone will die because of me" she cries. The police come right on time. They were fast. They come rushing in. Pushing him aside.
"Can you save her?" he was begging to know.
No one would answer him. What a fine mess his little brother had gotten himself in now.
"Will she be alright?" Donovan speaks in French to a cop demanding to know as he grabs a cop stopping him. The cop looks at him.
"We will do everything we can sir" was all the cop replies.
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Donovan was there most of the night as they worked on the bomb. They had to be very careful not to set a thing off. Donovan paced the floors out in the hall way after they had removed him from the room. Quinn had to be alright.
This was all his moron brother's fault! Soon he hears clapping. That had to be a good thing. They all began to rush out of the room. Was it over? He sees Quinn run to him. With tears running down her face. He takes her in his arms.
"I was so scared" she cries as he holds her.
"I know sweetie. I know. You are safe now" he vows to her as he holds her trying to bring her comfort.
"What exactly is going on? Why was there a bomb in this place to start with?" a cop questions Quinn. Donovan and Quinn both tell all they knew. Though Quinn did not want to tell on Harrison. She feared his life was in danger.
"I can't go home. Stay with me a bit" Quinn begs as she snuggles up to his side. He holds her.
"You will stay in my bed. I will have the couch" he tells her as he holds her.
"Are you sure? Your little one will keep me awake" she laughs.
"He is with the nanny for the night" he tells her.
"Oh SHE is back is she?" wonders Quinn.
"Be nice. She is a great girl" chuckles Donovan.
"She better be. Thank you for saving my life" Quinn tells him as she looks up smiling at him.
"Anytime darlin" he vows as he smiles.
He leads her to his room. He had to call his father. His brother was in a mess. One Donovan was not sure he could get Harrison out of!!
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