Logan

51. Unreal, Part 2

*Damien's POV*

While we were waiting for the detective, Kellan made a quick trip to the bar to get last night's footage.

We were right, I saw the same vial come out of her pocket, but this time she wasn't looking around. AB's head was down while she slipped him the drink. I felt so frustrated, and it took me everything to hold back Kellan from leaving the apartment to go confront Victoria.

When Bohannon arrived, he was with another detective and a deputy from the local sherriff's department; they made their introductions. After watching the video, Bohannon shook his head.

"We can use this, Kellan, but I was hoping for more..." He sighed as he rubbed his temples.

"What?" I cringed as the word left my mouth, and Kellan placed his hand on my shoulder, gripping me tightly.

Kellan shook his head, and pulled up a second set of footage, "I have this too, and this has audio." It was a hidden camera behind the bottles, and the footage was so clear showing Victoria dosing the drinks. It sickened me when she said, "You'll finally be out of the way, Natalie." I felt the tingling in my hands, and sweat poured down my face. When he played AB's footage, we heard her say to AB, "I'm so good at this, you won't feel a thing."

Finally, Kellan turned to Bohannon, "So...will you be able to use this too?"

"It will certainly help. But we still need more. What you don't know, Kellan, is that she's the head of a very big fish." He popped another piece of gum in his mouth, winking at me in the process. Kellan had warned me that Bohannon was... a handful sometimes. From the way he'd talked, it almost sounded like they'd had a fling at some point.

The deputy stepped away for a moment, holding his phone up to his ear, and then pulling Bohannon aside. They talked quietly for a moment before coming back to us.

"We're sorry, we have another pressing matter."

A silence fell over the room and a loud radio message transmitted, "8-CHARLIE-13, we have an active shooter, address is 479 E Commerce St, Suite 3,"

The deputy held the walkie up to his face and I couldn't hear anything else he was saying, Kellan shook my shoulder, all I heard was ringing.

"That's... that's AB's studio, Kellan." Then there was darkness.

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*Natalie's POV*

"You guys should come with us." I pulled on Alex's sweater, and he shook from my grasp.

"I don't really feel like it, I don't feel well. AB hasn't called me back, maybe you guys can get him to answer my call. Micah? How about you? You can go with them if you want." Micah looked over at us and shrugged.

"I don't really know anything about studios though,"

I tried to keep the conversation happy, "Well, Micah, you can come with us if you want, Logan mostly wants to jam and we are wondering if we can work something out so Alex and Logan can get a gig somewhere. We might be becoming a family band."

Micah laughed, "Like the VonTrappe family."

"Right, only no fear from the occupation and none of us are Julie Andrews." Logan sipped his coffee, handing me a muffin from the table.

Micah shrugged, "Sure." He looked over at Alex, "As long as you join us for lunch in a few hours, okay?" He smiled at Alex and I could see some of my brother coming back.