Jim Taylor | COMPLETED

Chapter twenty-six - "A moment for fondness"

"Hey, Jim," Rachel grinned looking at the boy. She was put sitting behind the table, hands still in handcuffs.

Jim looked at the lady and startled.

"Daddy?".

"Yes, sweetie?".

"She's the bad guy!".

Rachel laughed like the devil herself.

"I know it..." Peter stared at her with rage.

"Jim, don't you recognize me?" lady asked.

"Daddy. She's bad!" Jim responded, covering his face with fingers.

"Are you sure? Because..." Joe added.

"Yeees..." the boy's hands were shaking.

"Okay, stop, guys! Is it really necessary? Don't you see he's already shocked to see her," Peter rose his voice.

"Every detail is important, Peter," Mac said.

"I understand. It's clear she is behind this. Bring Michael here and they will tell you everything,".

"Wait... Michael has been arrested?" Rachel looked at the men.

"There you have it! She is not innocent...".

"STOP! We are doing everything we can. Get out of here, please now," Joe said and walked towards them to guide them out of the room.

"Believe me, Joe. She isn't innocent," Peter added. "You saw her face,".

"I did. And I do believe you," Joe nodded. "Jim, you were doing a good job!".

Jim wasn't quite impressed by Joe being thankful. He did see him talking to that woman who hurt him. Thinking if he is on her team at the end.

Peter waved at Joe lastly and pushed the wheelchair to the lobby and out of the building. To the car and helped the boy to get into it. Packed the chair and sat behind the wheel. Started the engine and didn't stop before he drove back into Green Bay's yard.

"Sarah!" he shouted entering inside.

"Sh! Leslie is sleeping," Sarah whispered. She had lied down on the couch and watched TV. "How did it go?".

"Mommy. There was a bad-bad lady. I am scared," Jim said, pushing himself in a wheelchair to her.

"What happened?" Sarah asked.

"He saw Rachel. And shocked. Not as much as he did like he saw Michael but still. Finally, it's over..." Peter explained.

"Did you, Jim? I'm sorry. It is over now. Don't you worry," Sarah helped herself sitting on the couch and grabbed Jim on her lap.

"She laughed at me. Did she do it because I can't walk?" Jim asked. He was extremely upset.

"No. I don't think so. Why would you think that?".

"She only laughed. A lot," Jim answered, hugging tightly his mother.

"It's okay, baby. Everything is alright now. You are right here with us now," Peter sat next to his wife. "The bad guys will be put into a room where they can't get out,".

"Don't be sad, little son. Do you remember what I told you last time you were sad?".

Jim nodded.

"Always keep that in mind. At the end, we are the ones laughing at them,".