"Freddie" Sir Peter here, "by any chance have you heard from Cynthia?"
Freddie stopped dead in his tracks and said, "what are you talking about. You told us we couldn't communicate. You were supposed to call her tonight" Freddie said.
"I rang her several times but neither she nor Scott answered. Without alarming you I'm quite worried."
"Well, you have connections in New York, God damn it, check up on her" Freddie shouted.
"Calm down Freddie, please, already done so, just waiting for them to get back to me" said the commissioner. Sir Peter ordered some tea and biscuits and they both sat waiting for the call.
"I wish I had something stronger to offer you Freddie" Said Sir Peter.
"No thank you, I need to stay clear-headed. I'm ready to hop on a plane for New York right now" Freddie replied. Just as Sir Peter was going to speak, the phone rang. Freddie sat down and Sir Peter raised his finger to Freddie indicating to be quiet.
"I see, the hospital, which one? Okay, I'll call you back" said the commissioner. Freddie was up on his feet at Sir Peter's side and waited for him to speak.
"It appears that Cynthia has been kidnapped and Scott is at Mount Sinai with a concussion and a fractured skull, he is expected to pull thru."
"I'm off to New York!" said Freddie
"You can't go Freddie, you must stay here to watch Prenter" said Sir Peter.
"Really, what are you gonna do about it? Fuck Prenter and fuck your case, I only care about Cynthia and I have got to find her" Freddie shouted and left.
Freddie called a meeting with his band and Miami to explain what was going on. They all met at Garden Lodge in 30 minutes and waited anxiously as to what Freddie had to say.
"Hail, hail, the gangs all here" shouted Deacy.
"What's going on Fred?" Brian asked.
Freddie's POV
Guys, I have to go to New York. Cynthia's been kidnapped and Scott is in the hospital with a concussion.
"Freddie, just what is going on? We have a right to know" Brian said.
I sighed and sat down and looked them straight in the eye. You know how I feel about Cynthia, right? I watched them all nod as John said, "we know Freddie that she is the one but we thought you broke up an she went back to New York."
I lit a cigarette and told them it was all a sham to get Prenter. We were working for Scotland Yard and Cynthia was in on it. I got Prenter to believe I was back with him and the lifestyle and Cynthia went back to New York to deal with Michael Ranier. Now she's been kidnapped, Scotty is in the hospital and I'm flying to New York.
"I'm going with you Fred, I just have to arrange stuff with Ronnie"
"Me too Freddie, I'm not letting you go alone plus you'll need my brains" said Bri.
"I'm in because I Iike to be the beautiful ornament" Roger announced.
And Miami chimed in saying, "I'm going to keep you all out of trouble."
Okay mates, the gangs all here and we are going to fire up the jet and Freddie called Phoebe to pack a bag.
Miami and the band went home to tell their families and pack their bags.
Something was nagging at Freddie and he couldn't figure out what it was. It was unsettling and he was sure it was important. He took a hot bath to calm himself and tried to figure out what was bothering him. In a flash, he bolted out of the tub almost killing himself and rain into his bedroom naked and sopping wet looking through his jeans.

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A Piece of My Heart
Historical FictionWhile Cynthia Lewis is hired by Princess Di to orchestrate a charitable function, Freddie Mercury has agreed to perform. Neither one of them believed that they were to meet their match. Both wealthy, successful and highly sexual, their encounter lea...