On the run

Chapter 35

The next morning, there were a lot of apprehensive people including Rose and Alec, who had woken up and were kissing for a good while, Pete was trying to think how to explain to Jackie that he could save Rose from being hunted down and maybe imprisoned but would have to risk the same himself and Jake and Mickey were hoping neither scenario would happen.

The only person who was actually happy it was the day of the enquiry was Yvonne, she had waited a long time for this and she was finally going to get to the truth even if no-one else wanted it. She had given up with Steve, it was obvious to her he'd gone crawling back to Pete's side but that was mainly because he had it bad for Rose so she decided she was going to have some fun with him before the enquiry took place.

As for her close advisers, she could no longer trust them either, the way she had been questioned and she'd not heard anything from the three men she'd sent after Rose and Hardy so she'd called one of them just after eight.

"So, are you on your way back with them?"

The one who wanted Rose had made the other two go out at seven that morning and they'd just returned from searching the caravan site for the third time, having no luck asking around last night and the other two were sitting at the breakfast table listening to his side of the conversation.

"We tried Yvonne, there's just no sign of them. We got nothing out of the reporter, the desk sergeant at the police station gave us the standard answer that he couldn't give out any information about Hardy and we thought they may be holed up in the caravan park but no-one remembers them."

"You morons, you're supposed to be the best there is and you can't bring two people back?" she asked angrily.

"With all due respect Director, Hardy is a detective, Rose is a trained Torchwood agent."

"That's beside the point. Find them and get them here before eleven or don't bother coming back. Go back to the newspaper, give that reporter anything he wants to tell you where they went, he must have some idea."

"Yes Director, we'll get right on it."

"Yes director," one of them mimicked.

The man slammed his knife and fork on the plate, making other diners look at him.

"Shut it you moron, come on, it's over two hours back to London and we have until eleven, we all go back to the newspaper office and lean on that kid reporter."

"No, I'm not getting heavy with some junior reporter, forget it," the married one told him.

"Then don't bother going back to the office, we're all through if we go back empty-handed. If we fail, that's it, Yvonne will have us evicted as soon as we arrive in the underground parking lot. Come on, we don't have much time then we'll go back to the police station and throw our authority around, which you should have done last night," he looked at the other one.

"We'll have to break some speed limits to get back in time," one of them pointed out.

"Do you think I care? Use the sirens you idiot and if anyone stops us, we call Yvonne, she'll clear it and she'll know we're on our way back."

"What if Hardy resists?"

"Do what you have to do, stick him in the back of the car if you have to."

"You mean use something on him?" the other one asked as they stepped outside.

"What do you think? Now I won't have time to teach that blonde a lesson, thanks to you two being incompetent."

"Don't go blaming us, we all did the jobs you dished out, maybe you should have gone to the police station?"

"Come on and we'd better hope the reporter makes an early start. If we fail, I suggest we get back to London and call for our cars to be retrieved, I hope neither of you left anything in the office, we won't get in, Yvonne will see to that."