Chapter 2- Escape

Laura always knew she should've taken some form of self defense as a kid. Always she wanted to know the secrets behind the strong and glorious karate chop. Luckily for her, thanks to her brother Lee, or was he going by Lii these days, she learned all she needed from the Nintendo Wii video game system. She jumped around Reginald, striking her right arm up in the process, blocking the blades attack. As she got behind him, she took up a priceless vase, most likely 3rd Ming Dynasty, and crashed to over his head.

“Madame…I’m….I’m…sor-”, Reginald was a humpled mass on the floor.

Knowing that she couldn’t just leave him there to die, Laura grabbed Reginald, and dragged him out of the burning mansion. Lying on the ground trying to get her breathe Laura whistled. This whistle was of no human caliber, this whistle, some might say, could have issued from the mouth of the Goddess of Horses. The pinch was beautiful. The note- right on key. From the distance came running Snukims, Laura’s beautiful gold stallion. Snukims was the product of a Black Stallion and a pure white snow horse. She was truly the strongest and fastest alive. On Snukims’ saddle sat Laura’s true pride and joy, a tiny little fluff ball named Cleo. Cleo had a tendency to be skittish, but for Laura, she was the world’s best cat.

“Cleo…Snukims,” Laura greeted each animal, “something is afoot, I need to contact my father."

Laura mounted, put cleo in the Kitten Kary Kuddle Kart she had installed on Snukims’ saddle, and rode.

Incase of emergency Laura had a tiny locker filled with food, a cellphone, kitten treats, saddle grease, and clean clothes about an five acres from her mansion.

Laura had no idea what to say to her father. She wished she would’ve been able to call him earlier, but her cell phone, the eleventh one that week, had been swallowed by an eagle one day.

Arriving at her locker, Laura placed the most important things first.

"Oh no! Cleo baby? Why god why?! You have a slight ruffle in your fur,” Laura procured a cat brush from her jacket pocket. “There baby girl, all better”.

Once all the important business was taken care of, Laura grabbed a Cell phone from her locker to place a call.

ring, ring, ring, ring… We’re sorry but the number you have dialed is un able to answer at this time… please leave a message for jud cook after the beep…

Laura hung up, her face was hot, her cheeks were flushed, and tears were starting to come to her eyes, when it hit her. Who was the one guy that she could go to no matter what the cost, who would always be there for her?

Laura placed the call.

In a far off café by the coast, sat a man. This man had grey hair, that matched his beard perfectly. He knew he should be at home with his family, but decided he needed to get out for a while. His cell phone went off.

ring

“Hello?” answered the man

"Hodge?” came a sound from the other end. “Its Laura, can we talk?”

Lee C. Cook