“Yeah…So?” she asked, still not understanding what her problem was.
“Come on Quill, don’t make me spell it out for you.”
Aquilla got it. Had the situation been different, she would have found it funny. Hell, it was still funny. “Oh, so you’re worried about licking my pussy when I was only 16?” she boldly asked.
“Will you stop saying that? I feel bad enough. I would have never touched you had I known. Fuck.”
“Seri, calm down, I wasn’t going to tell anyone.”
“You don’t understand, Quill, I could lose my job for this.”
“Seri! I’m not going to fucking tell anyone. I wouldn’t want anyone to know I licked your skank ass shit either.”
“Yeah, until you get pissed off at me again, and I don’t have skank shit.”
“You might not think that my family is very honorable, but when a Chavez gives his word, its gospel. I’m not going to say anything,” she promised.
“You’re not a Chavez, Quill.”
“What’s going to happen to me?” Aquilla asked. She was scared. She was scared shitless. She wanted Julius.
Seri smiled and walked over to her bed. She sat beside her and pulled her hair from the front to her back. “Agent Malone is in the process of having your parents informed.”
Her head snapped back to Seri. She wasn’t going there. How could she expect her to do that after all these years?
“I’m not going there. You can’t make me go there. I’ve never even been to the United States,” she stated, forgetting the fact that she had been born and taken from there.
“Quill, you will be turned over to your parents,” she stated, matter of factly.
“Why would he do that, Seri?” Aquilla asked, even though she knew she didn’t know the answer. She wasn’t really even asking. She was just thinking out loud. Her father took her from her mother. Why?
Seri stroked her hair. She didn’t reply. She had no idea what to say to her.
Aquilla abruptly turned to her, “I need to see the newspaper again,” she coaxed. She couldn’t say Shelby Rimmer. She was fucking Aquilla. Shelby Rimmer sounded too morbid.
“Why?” Seri asked puzzled.
“I need to see something, please,” she begged.
“Let me see your laptop,” Seri requested, nodding toward her purple laptop on the nightstand.
“You can’t get to it from mine. My father didn’t let me search the internet, everything is blocked,” she explained, understanding now why she was never allowed to surf the web.
“Let me see, I’m pretty good at this stuff,” she requested, reaching for the laptop on Quill’s side.
Aquilla wasn’t lying. Romano was a smart man. She couldn’t get it to do anything he didn’t want it to do.
Seri dialed a number and requested her laptop be brought up. Aquilla smiled as much as she could at the time. She told whoever she was talking to, not to worry about it and to bring her laptop. Aquilla assumed it was Agent Malone.
Agent Dick Face entered her room without knocking. She wanted to knock him out. Seri took the laptop from him; he stayed, crossing his arms to see what they were up to.
“You can go now,” she assured him.
“No, I’m good,” he stated, not moving.
“Do you mind?” Seri asked Aquilla.
“Yeah, I kind of do. I can’t stand that fucker,” Aquilla boldly replied with a daggered look right at him.
“Leave us, Malone,” Seri demanded.
“What is your problem?” he asked.
“Get out, Malone,” she repeated. He dropped his arms and reluctantly left them alone.
“Pull up the article,” Aquilla barked.
Aquilla studied the editorial. Seri studied Aquilla, trying to figure out what was going through her screwed up mind.
“Can you see this paper from that day? Not just the abduction, like other news?
“Yeah, but why? What do you want to know?”
“I just need to see something, please?” she begged.
Seri turned the laptop. “What date?”
“Start from the 25th first.”
Seri looked at her puzzled. What the hell was she doing?
Aquilla scanned through the newspaper, focusing on only the news. She didn’t care about the election, or the road being closed for six months due to a new bridge being built. She needed to see the news. Nothing, nothing at all for the 25th.
“How do I go to the next day?” She wanted to know.
“Right here,” Seri pointed to the dropdown tab.
Nothing there either.
The 27th, the day Aquilla was taken showed nothing either. Wait, what was this?
Seri noticed the hesitation when she started to flip to the next page. Why did she care about some police chase? It was New York. There was always something going on.
“Look at this,” Aquilla pointed reading through the article.
Seri scanned the article. Her heart sped to an unhealthy beat. What the fuck?
New York City Police officers were faced with a delicate situation early Thanksgiving day when the driver of a Hertz rental car was stopped for a routine traffic violation.
Officer Charles Ford approached the driver, un-suspiciously. The man was traveling with his assumed family. The unidentified driver was traveling with a young lady, also unidentified, a young boy, believed to be around the age of nine or ten, and a small girl, believed to be around the age of four. Officer Charles Ford approached the driver carelessly, believing the young family was there for the Thanksgiving Day celebrations when he was shot point blank in the chest. Officer Ford remains in stable condition where he is expected to make a full recovery. The officer was able to call for backup when the police chase began.
After a 13 mile chase that led the suspect to a dirt road, the chase ended in the death of the young mother and the little girl.
Officer Carson Wright gave a statement that explained the man and the boy seemed to disappear into thin air when the car overturned down an embankment. The foot chase was seized when authorities felt trying to save the mother and child took precedence. The mother was pronounced dead at the scene and the child died during transport.
After further investigation, police found 65 kilograms, or more than 140 pounds, of cocaine stuffed in the trunk of the car the man was driving. The cocaine would be worth as much as $10 million on the street. Authorities have yet to identify any of the family, including the driver.
“Well, fuck a duck,” Seri stated. “You should be my partner.”
“He took me the same day his daughter was killed.” Aquilla wasn’t really talking to Seri. She was just trying to put the pieces together. “He used her passport to get me out of the country,” she also stated, staring in awe at the article. How long did they stay in the states before he smuggled her out?
Seri was speechless; she had been working this case for almost a year and didn’t know any of this. Why the hell didn’t she think to do that? Oh yeah, because she wasn’t looking for a missing girl. She was looking for a drug lord. Still, she should have done more research. This was going to make her look bad. This fucking teenager just showed her right the fuck up.
“Julius knew,” Aquilla quietly and unbelievably stated. “He’s seven years older than me, he would remember this.”
Seri lovingly rubbed circles on her back. She could not imagine what this girl was going through not in a million years.
“My whole life has been a lie. I’ve always known that I didn’t belong to this family, but I thought I was taken from a bad situation. I had a family,” she said, talking more to herself again. How could her father literally rip a small child from her mother’s arms? She couldn’t imagine what her family had gone through. “Julius knew, he had to,” She repeated the fact.