Chapter 15
Elle
Things are different now.
That is the understatement of the millennium.
Things are really fucked up.
It took us some time, but we managed to get in contact with a guy Lance knew in South America and have almost arrived in Brazil.
After Thomas Winters caught us at the dock, Lance had to change some of his arrangements to ensure we were not caught.
We have been taking our time getting to where we need to go. Lance says once we get there, he has new identities for all of us.
We are still worried about being caught by The Beasts and are extra careful.
Lance has been communicating with Principal Aldridge and other members of The Beasts. He is negotiating our safety as we travel.
Lance believes that The Beasts may be able to forgive, but not forget.
Lance killed Chase, but Thomas killed his father.
There is some equilibrium of violence, Lance tells me. Apparently, The Beasts have a rule about such a thing. They appear to have a rule for everything.
More than that, Lance tells me we have something even more important, leverage.
The tapes I took at the clocktower exposes the inner working of The Beasts. It reveals some of their elite members. It confirms some of the most heinous acts of violence they have been committing for decades.
I told Lance that part of the negation is that there be no more Sacrifices. No more Rituals. I told him that if I read online of any missing persons case in Ryland, I will take the tapes directly to the media.
Danna has come in handy in that department. Leave it up to her to know exactly where to send information to that could not be tainted by The Beasts.
Before we took the canisters of gasoline to Ryland Academy and spread it around the school halls and clock tower, we put some information in a lock box at a local bank, several banks.
I wrote a letter explaining all about The Beasts and what they truly were, and the power they have. To corroborate my information, I interviewed Jaxson, who told more about the inner working of The Beasts as a member.
I sent a copy of the letter and a key to one of the lock boxes to Candice. They would likely not suspect that we set up such an intricate safety net before we escaped. I only hoped Candice had not left the city before she received it.
Danna is gearing up for the worst and is maybe hoping for it.
“This could be the biggest story ever!” she tells anybody who listens. Lance had to agree to only do exclusive interviews with Danna if we do go to the press.
For now, Danna seems content with interviewing Bryce on what it is like having a father who’s a member of a secret society. I am sure they are on part eight of their docuseries, that likely no one will see.
Bryce seems to be struggling on the boat. He had never really been on the open water and didn’t know he was the type to get seasick. He had one incident that Danna said ruined one of their interviews.
Lance did a good job of cheering Bryce up when he mentioned that Rio de Janeiro has one of the higher populations of non-heterosexual people. Lance has been sharing his dreams of what he envisions for us in Brazil.
He even promised Bryce a management position of overseeing entertainment on the resort.
I head to the bow of the ship and look out into the ocean. Sometimes when I come out to this spot, I will see a dolphin or two jumping close to the boat. One time, we even spotted a whale in the distance.
Strong arms wrap around my waist. I turn my head, and Lance kisses the side of my face.
“We’re close,” he says. “I feel like this can work.”
The boat starts to turn on an awkward angle.
“Is that Bryce driving the boat?” I ask with a smile.
Lance sighs and waves his hands out at Bryce behind him. I look back and see Bryce giving us a thumb up, and attempts to get us back on course.
“He has had hours at driving the boat, and he’s still shit,” Lance says, laughing.
I grab his stubbled face closer, and we kiss more sensually.
“I love you,” Lance says to me.
I smile and look out into the ocean. “That is nice, Cain. But you kind of have to love me.” He looks at me strangely. “I’m your Alpha, remember?”
Lance rolls his eyes. He looks out on the deck of the boat at Danna, who is now helping Bryce steer the boat. “Let’s go to the cabin,” he says with a devilish smile.
“Why’s that?” I say playfully.
“I have a different Ritual in mind. I’ll show you who the real Alpha is.”
I grab his hand and lead him towards the cabin. “We will see. I think I’ll win that competition too.”
Epilogue
Thomas Winters
It took some time for Thomas Winters to track them down, but he finally did. Some calls to phone companies managed to locate some calls from a cell phone belonging to a Bryce Jamison, made in Mazatlán, Mexico. The call took place last night, and Thomas was on a red eye to Mexico within a few hours.
Mr. Jamison thought it wise to call his mom of all people and leave a message on her cell, a very lengthy message, one that was easily traceable to their probable location.
From his research, he knew their way into many docks in that area and was certain he would know where to find them.
His only hope was that Lance felt some comfort in the beachfront paradise and had not already left.
Thomas did worry about what repercussions he would face when Davis Aldridge found out that Lancelot Cain, Noelle Maven, Bryce Jamison, and Danna Marson were found dead, but he had ways of making himself innocent of any wrong doings.
He could make it appear that they had an altercation with the local
