Yesterday’s post, The Clue that Answered All! apparently didn’t answer all, so here we are again! If you have been following Anna’s story from the very beginning, I am sure that it comes as no surprise to you that yesterday’s post wasn’t really the end. I hope you now enjoy hearing the climax of the Anna/Tanya mystery.
They were getting close to shore. Tanya had her back turned, and was oblivious to what awaited her. Tanya rubbed her hand down Patrick’s muscular arm as she looked him in the eye, asking if he wanted to come into her cottage when they arrived.
Almost reaching the shore, Tanya turned around and her face went ashen at the sight of Luke in his cop uniform. She turned towards Patrick. “You know who I really am, you set me up!” she spat out in an icy tone.
“I guess, you aren’t going to invite me into your cottage after all?” Patrick said. “By the way, thanks for the back massage, it felt great …. Anna!”
Tanya’s face got beet red as she slapped Patrick on the cheek and jumped into the water. Patrick was stunned for a moment, then he watched her in the water. He wasn’t exactly sure where she was planning on swimming too, so he wasn’t in a hurry to jump in and grab her. He was a strong swimmer, it wouldn’t take long to overtake her. He steered the boat into shore and docked it, then jumped into the water. Within 10 minutes he had caught up to her and grabbed her around the waist. She flailed some, but she knew it was no use, so she slapped his cheek again. He was going to be more than happy to turn her over to Luke! Let him deal with this crazy girl!
“Hey cous!” said Patrick as he got out of the water carrying a struggling Anna. “Care to help me out?”
In no time, Luke had the cuffs on Anna and was reading her rights.
“Good Luck with her”, said Patrick, “She is a feisty one!”
“You are coming with me, I can’t take her by myself, you know the rules. You are the FBI guy. ” Luke replied.
“You didn’t bring any other officers along?” ”
“No, I figured we could handle it.”
Patrick smiled, ” Well it has been a while since I saw your wonderful family, so sure I will come along with you and little Miss. Sourpuss.”
Anna gave a frosty glare.
Luke shook his head, ” You better watch it, you want her to leave more marks on your cheek?”
“Ha! She is in cuffs now, can’t touch me! She sure did enjoy touching me earlier in the day though.” he said, with a smirk.
Anna’s face was getting redder by the minute. Luke gave him a look, and Patrick stopped. He knew he had said enough, and that he probably shouldn’t have said those things, but it had felt good.
It was dark by the time they got to Luke’s house. Anna would have to stay there for the night, they would transfer her to the jail tomorrow. Luke didn’t want her in the house, so he had made up a little bed for her in the barn. He would padlock the door shut.
When he walked in to the barn with her Betsy let out a loud MOO, which made Anna jump, as she remembered the nightmares she had back at the cottage about Betsy. It felt like Betsy’s eyes were looking right through her. Made a chill run through her. She wasn’t watching where she walked, stepped right on Portia’s tail. Portia let out a loud squeal as Anna turned to see a pot bellied pig staring back at her.
Charlie the Chicken was being quiet for once in his little corner, observing everything closely. Anna had been delivered right to them! Tonight would be fun! They would get justice for their dear friend, the “Chicken Man!”
Luke asked Anna if she was hungry, but she refused. She didn’t want any hot milk either to help her sleep, which Luke had offered. He knew she was a criminal, but he still had a genuine, kind heart.
“Well try to get some sleep. We will leave after a hot breakfast tomorrow. Goodnight.”
There was no reply.
Luke patted Betsy, Portia and Charlie goodnight. He couldn’t pinpoint it, but there was something in their eyes that he thought looked strange.
Back in the house, Annie was loving being with Patrick again, and showing off her new baby brother. Patrick held him in his arms, such a precious bundle of joy. He hoped that someday he would get to hold a baby of his own. Little Lance smiled up at him and his heart melted.
Early the next morning Luke went out to take Anna some breakfast. He opened the barn and Anna came rushing out knocking him down,and the food went flying!
“Take me to the jail NOW!” she cried!
“Get me away from here and far, far away from these animals!” She bolted from Luke and jumped into his squad car. Patrick had run out of the house due to the screaming and watched in wide eyed amazement at Anna being in hysterics.
Luke looked in the barn and Betsy stared back at him with Charlie sitting on her back. They had become great friends after all. Portia was contently chewing on a corn cob. Luke wasn’t sure but he could have sworn that it looked like they all were smirking!
He shut the door and started walking away. Was that singing he heard? It was the strangest singing he had ever heard, but it was coming from the barn. He opened the door and all was quiet, closed it and walked away, sure enough it started again. It sounded like Betsy, but since when did cows sing!
He got in the squad car, Patrick was already in the other seat. They were ready to get Anna to jail and get back home again. They were all going to have a picnic by the creek , under the Weeping Willow tree. Luke smiled, Anna had been caught and all was well once again. The windows in the squad car were open and as he pulled away, there was loud squalling from the barn.
“What is that sound?” asked Anna.
“Just Betsy singing you a farewell song,” Luke said, and down the road they went, to the sound of Patrick’s laughter.