Friday, April 9th, 50XX
"Police! Open up!"
"Help me!"
"Can you come to the door?"
"Kick it down! Help, please!"
"Okay."
And with two kicks, the door swings open, officer Green entering the house.
"Dispatch, be advised. Entering the residence now, voice begged for help inside and gave permission for me to kick the door in."
Officer Clara Green easily locates Natalie, who has her phone placed on the floor and banging on her sisters bedroom door.
"Can you step aside? Are you, Natalie?"
"My sister hasn't answered in 3 minutes! She's dying!" Natalie cries and officer Green places her ear against the door, listening.
She can hear silent choking and the slight thumps of a body. "Nadine, are you okay in there?" Officer Green asks, knocking on the door.
"Break it down!" Natalie begs and Clara kicks it in, heading inside and closes the door behind her partially, telling Natalie to stay outside.
"Nadine, can you hear me? My name is Officer Green, I'm here to help you." She says, bending down to a shaking Nadine on the floor, frothing at the mouth.
"I'm going to roll you onto your side, okay, Nadine?"
And she rolls Nadine over, eyes rolling back in her head. Laying nearby is a small orange container.
"Dispatch, she's taken Clonazepam. The bottle is empty, amount unknown.
Prescribing doctor on the label is Dr Bonnie Desmond, but the rest of the label is improper."
Nadine May makes some noises, half awake. "Nadine, my name is Officer Green. How many did you take?"
"12."
"Patient has taken 12 tablets."
And she slips back unconscious. "Hello? Paramedics!" Two voices call.
"We're in here!" Clara calls out, the paramedics come in, Natalie still outside, now on the floor in a ball crying.
"We need to get to her to the hospital. Can you carry her?" One of the parameics asks and she stands, carrying Nadine out out of the house and lays her down in the back of the ambulance, handing them the bill bottle and hops out, pounding on the door, letting them know they are good to go and heads back inside.
"Natalie May?"
Her sister looks up, tears covering her face. "Your sister is on the way to the hospital. Is their anyone I can call for you?"
"Our parents are in the hospital, hospice."
"I see, can I give you a ride to the hospital then?"
"Y-yeah."
"Okay, I'm just going to grab your sisters bag and secure it, alright? There was weapons in there."
She takes the bag, then returns and helps Natalie up to standing, leading her outside. Once the bag is safely in the boot and Natalie is in the back seat, Clara climbs back into the drivers seat and updates dispatch.
"Hello?" Says a voice and Clara looks at Natalie's phone she picked up. It shows a call in progress, 35 minutes.
"Natalie, we're you on the phone to someone else?"
And she nods softly.
"May I?"
And she nods again, face in arms in the back.
"Police. Who is this?"
"General Peterson, U.S Military. Hello again, Miss Green."
"I-You have my attention. But I will be confirming with my Seargent, one moment."
And she checks with her Seargent. "General Peterson, I'm going to transport the patients sister to the emergency room. Can I call you back after?"
"Of course. Can you arrest Nadine May for us?"
"I can hold her, yes until I received further additional instructions from my Seargent. He said the same thing, place her under arrest till further notice."
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When they arrive at the hospital, Nadine's in with the doctors, unconscious and receiving the needed drugs to prevent the drugs she took killing her and Natalie reluctantly heads to a different floor to inform their parents of what has happened...
Till then, Clara receives a text message and checks it, General Peterson.
Bring your boyfriend in, call him to the hospital. You'll think of a way.
She responds back.
His my fiancé and we're getting married.
Of course, but none the less. Bring him in, do as I ask, Clara.
She lowers her phone and breaths a heavy sigh, seemingly still shock and lives and her own exploding into pieces at the moment.
When she hears the sound of a gurney and looks up to see staff moving an unconscious Nadine towards her and one opens a door to a room. Clara approaches them.
"I have orders to place Miss May under arrest."
"Does she need to be removed from the hospital?"
"No, that room is fine. You can continue any further treatment for her overdose, but I'm obligated to make sure she's secured and can't abscond."
"Sure."
And she follows them in, once they leave, she pulls out two pairs of handcuffs and cuffs Nadine's right arm to the and her left ankle to the bed and takes a seat to wait as Natalie has not yet returned.
She hasn't received any further orders for the moment regarding where to navigate from here. After some time, Nadine begins to awaken, eyes fluttering heavily.
"Nadine May, can you hear me?"
"W-who?" Nadine whispers, opening her eyes, but then panics when she's realizes what's going on.
"You have to let me go! How dare you, you shouldn't have saved me!"
"I have a duty of care to protect you from yourself, and you're under arrest till further notice for being involved with human trafficking."
"You don't know that."
"Oh, yeah? If you've done nothing wrong, Nadine May, then why try to take your own life?"
And then tears filled her eyes and she sniffles. "It was stupid."
Clara relaxes and gently moves her seat closer. "Listen, I may be a cop. But I am a person too, and I have a heart.
While I can't imagine what you're going through, I think it would be good if we could have an honest conversation about what happened.
Now, Nadine. Did you try to kill yourself just now because that's what is expected of you and your co-workers if who you're working for was to be uncovered."
She nods desperately, tears still sliding down her face and voice coming out in choked breathing. "T-two..."
"Go on, I'm listening."
"Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead."
"I see."
"It was stupid. What's going to happen to me?"
"You'll be booked and go through the process and you're rights explained to you-"
"No. Am I going to live?"
"Yes, you we're given activated charcoal to absorb the drugs. You're going to be just fine in the physical health department.
Although one could wonder if maybe there is some issues in the mental health department that needed be addressed in time." She says, showing the plastic orange bottle, turning it to show off the label, filled out by Dr Bonnie Desmond.
"I couldn't find that name in the practicing GP list. Is she actually a doctor? Does she work for who you are working for too?"
Nadine nods slowly.
"Okay, thank you. Do you know if she would be at work now?"
"Yeah, probably. Unless she called in sick, but I'm not there I am to know that?"
"What's your position?"
"...Supervisor. I'm the head Supervisor."
"And who's above you?"
"...."
"Maybe you will answer that question later. What does Dr Bonnie look like? Can I have a description?"
Nadine shrugs. "How about something else." Clara says, pulling out her phone and shows her a photo of her and Bobby standing next to eachother.
From when he proposed, a ring-pop.
Nadine's expression changes, eyes widening. "This is my fiance, you're face just said everything I need to know. I'm going to he his future wife unless I decide to dump his ass.
But my day's only just beginning so I'm not going to run into that situation yet for quite a few hours.
We'll find out every one of you one by one and whoever co-operates, it will reflect much better on them.
So, what's his role?"
"Staff, his below me. I actually order him around."
"Nadine, I'd like to take your photo if I can and bring my boyfriend in. If his knows what's good for him, he won't do anything stupid."
"Stop, please. You could get us killed and our family. My sister is here and my parents are right up stairs. Ring could kill them as well as me!
And what about yourself? If you love Bobby, you won't do this."
"And I swore to uphold the law. My fiancé is smart and his knows better than to make me mad. He'll do what I want, including coming here.
Now, do I have your consent to take your photo?"
"Okay..."
"Good, thank you." Clara says snapping a photo of her and then texts her boyfriend.
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Bobby.
What's up, babe? I'm on the Subway, heading to work. It's a long commute to the tech warehouse.
I need you, you need to come here.
Can it wait till after work?
No, I need you to come to the hospital.
Are we going to have a baby? Are your pregnant, are you okay? Is something happening medically?
Baby, please.
I'm sorry, I can't, baby. Got to make that dough, I'll meet you after work and I sware we can go out. I'll take you out to eat.
You can wear that burgundy dress you love.
And then she sends the photo of Nadine.
Does this change your mind? You clearly don't work for a tech company, I was giving you benefit of the doubt in the past.
And don't do anything stupid, you know what I mean.
...I'll be right there.
Good puppy.
Nadine May goes back to sleep, napping and Clara heads outside, hearing crying.
She finds Natalie in the hallway on her knees. "Natalie, are you okay?"
Natalie coughs, and Clara can see some black roses sticking out between Natalie's lips.
"Oh..."
"Oh?!"
"You have something called Hanahaki, you should see a Doctor here. What happened?"
"I-I- I told them!"
"And what happened?"
"Clara, they're now dead!"
"How?"
"My sister didn't get to say goodbye!"
"Natalie, what happened when you told them?"
"They b-both a heart attack! They're hearts gave out."
"I'm not surprised."
"But we still have to pay for the moment! I can't believe they just died, they're last memory is being told their daughter is messed up in sketchy shit."
"Don't worry, we'll sort it out, okay? I promise."
"How do I tell my sister?"
"For the moment? Don't tell her till she's better physically and emotionally."
"I feel like I'm going to be sick."
"Natalie, you need to go find a doctor, okay? I'll go with you. Come on." She says, gently guiding Natalie to find someone.
When Natalie is with someone, Clara returns to Nadine's room and sees her fiancé standing lost in the hall.
"Bobby, get over here now."
"Yes, baby."
"Never in my worst fears did I imagine you would ever get yourself mixed up in something like this. What we're you thinking?! I'm a cop!
How long have you been working for them? I WANT names now, the U.S military is involved too."
His silent but his shocked expression says it all. "If you don't say anything Bobby right now, I will not protect and defend you."
"Okay, okay! My bosses name is Dion Cohen and the co is Gavin Taylor and the companies name is Ring!
People contact them when they need something done, pay up and we provide the service(s) and Dion and Gavin have been operating for well over ten years.
Pretty sure they did other stuff before they started up Ring."
Clara has a notepad out and is writing all this down. "And? What is it they exclusively do? And what is your relationship with Nadine May who is right through that door there."
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He looks like his going to be sick.
"Spit out, Bobby. I don't have all goddamn day!"
"They kill them and Nadine May's my Supervisor. My job is to do paperwork occasionally and watch the people we take. You know, babysit them."
"For their organs?"
And he nods slowly, disgusted with himself. "Sometimes... Unless they have a buyer." He whispers.
"Thank you, I'm going to go report back and call this in. In the mean time, give me the uniform I know is in your bag from them."
He hands it over and then he feels a metal cuff around one arm. "You have got to be kidding me."
"Bobby, I have a job. I'm not just your future wife. We can discuss that later, but for now, I'm on duty. In there." She she says, pulling him into the room and dragging him over to Nadine May's bed.
"She tried to kill herself this morning. Did you know that? We had to give her meds to absorb the drugs. I was the one assigned to her sisters emergency call as I was closest."
"I know, it's the standard of operation so we don't all get exposed."
"And you think that's okay? You would just kill yourself without a second thought for everything you have and the life you have?"
"No, I-"
"Shut up, I don't want to hear it for now. I suggest you get comfortable because you will be here a while." She says, securing the handcuff to the railing and the other one too, but brings the chair over so he can sit and storms out.
"Who's there?" Nadine says weakly, waking up.
"Hey."
She looks up at him, eyes blinking heavily. "W-we're fucked."
"That we are, Nadine."
Clara returns some time later. "Clara?" Nadine whispers.
"What?" She snaps.
"Where's my sister?"
"She's still in the building, just having something to eat."
"You can't let her leave, I and Bobby never showed up to work and we never called in with an explanation. If we don't call in the 12 hour window time frame, my sister and parents will be killed and so will you."
"Fine, you both can call. But you say anything, I will see to it you go to jail for a long time and I won't marry you, Bobby." She hisses, pulling out both their phones.
"You can only use one so who's it is?"
Bobby points to Nadine.
"Mine, I'm a Supervisor after all."
And Nadine instructs her what number to call, puts it on speaker and is silent.
"Hello?"
"Hey Jess, it's Nadine." Nadine says.
"Oh, hey! What's up? You're not here and neither is Bobby. Is he with you? Gavin is pissed."
"Yeah, I got an excuse for that. Well, we."
"Oh, yeah? Let's hear it."
"The pub last night."
"Oh... You both went out for after work drinks or something?"
"Yep."
"I see, both hungover, huh?"
"Yep."
"Probably best you don't come in then. No worries, I'll call a backup supervisor and staff worker in to take over both your positions and inform Dion.
How much you drink? Do you think you will be able to come in not tomorrow, but the day after? Both of you?"
"Uh, yeah. I don't see why not."
"Okay, cool. I'll go back and re-organize the roster then. No worries."
"Okay."
"Nadine?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we come next time? It could be a group thing. Me, Bonnie, Lilly and Brad, Mack and and his boyfriend, Tim.
Please?"
"Of course! We should totally hang out and make after work drinks a group thing!"
"Bow wow then! It's a thing! Text me the details when you both want, or we discuss it on Sunday and hit a pub that night."
"Sure."
"Love you."
"Love you too."
And Clara hangs up the call. "I love you too?"
"Ring is family mentality there. I'm not actually romantically involved with her."
"Good. What does Jess do?"
'She's a doctor, like Bonnie..."
"So, I've spoken to my sergeant and back to the contact in the U.S.
They want one more person and some information coming out. A list of everyone's names, site blueprints and then they will go in later and do the full on bust.
Who do you think is like you both? Persuaded and will carry out what we want and is at work right now."
"Bonnie." They both say together.
"Text her? Call her?"
"Let me just text her a heads up. Make sure she's isn't removing someone's liver right now." Bobby says, taking his phone back. When he writes out a text and Clara views it, she let's him send it.
Can we discuss a movie?
One moment.
And then his phone rings.
"Bobby, I'm in the drug room. What's wrong?"
"Bonnie, I need you to shut up and listen."
"Oh my god. You and Nadine have both been-"
"Zip it. If you want an easy ride, you will help."
"...However I can. What's needed?"
"List of every one of our own."
"Is that it?"
"And blueprint and map of every building."
"That's not a hard ask."
"I know, can you do that and then come to us?"
"Where are you both?"
"ER."
"I... Okay. Just when I go do that, what do I say to leave?"
"Tell them you're cramping. Anything along the lines of believable. Maybe you're pregnant, you have seen that guy a few times."
"Nadine, Supervisor Brock is a dick."
"Took you long enough to figure that out." Nadine speaks up.
"Bonnie, put the volume and screen down low and keep your phone hidden. I want to hear every word." Clara warns.
"Who- Nevermind, okay."
....
"Hey, Gavin?"
"What? Why aren't you scrubbing in? There is a long list of bodies today."
"I passed a blood clot."
"Excuse me?"
"I passed a clump of cells."
"Gavin, send her home. Hey, Bonnie. Go to A&E. If you're pregnant, you're probably miscarrying. Don't think I didn't see you and Brock sleeping together 2 months ago in the hybrid OR.
So go. You're valuable and if you die or get sick or whatever from you're own stupidity in not making sure you stay healthy, you're done."
"Yes, Dion."
"Text me later, let me know how you are, Bonnie."
"Yes, Dion."
And she walks into the office where her coat and bag is, locking the door. Very quickly, she gets a Ring hard-drive and uploads what's needed, then stores it inside her lunchbox and leaves out the entrance, heading back into the city.
When she makes it back into the city centre, on the subway, she removes the phone from her pocket inside her coat and brings it to her ear.
"Hello?"
"Come to the ER." Clara says, and then hangs up. When she arrives and walks in, she sees Clara standing just outside a room, Bobby and Natalie beside her.
"Bonnie Desmond, I presume?"
"I forgot Nadine had an old sister."
"I want the data."
And she hands everything over to Clara. "Turn around, arms behind your back."
And reads her rights. "Do you understand?"
"Yes."
When she's handcuffed, she leads her to the room, Nadine's in.
"Nadine, are you okay?" Bonnie asks, seeing her admittance bracelet."
"Overdose."
"Oh... They gave you activated charcoal?"
She nods.
"So, you three. The U.S wants you and in exchange for co-operating, they'll issue you Nadine, you're sister, Natalie and you, Bonnie a temp visa.
Canada's kicking you out. It's co-operate ultimately or be jailed by the U.S and no visa. You two overstayed your visa and Bonnie, we can't find any information for you."
Natalie is silent. "Natalie!" Nadine says.
She doesn't say anything.
"What about our parents?!"
"I'll address that later for you both." Clara speaks up.
"And me?" Bobby asks.
"You come and assist the U.S, you won't be jailed and Canada won't pursue you as the U.S and Canada make an agreement. You can return here once you're done as you're a citizen."
"I guess I'll go then."
"All take a seat all for the moment. The U.S is organizing transport to accommodate all of us. You did overdose and will be tired and weak for a bit, Nadine." Clara says as she handcuffs Bonnie to the bed frame as well, then heads out of the room, Natalie silently following her, not even wanting to look at her sister.
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