Annie and Hillary continued to sit on the embankment. Dominick flashed his badge and identification quickly.
“You ladies are safe now.” Sly said.
“Show me your badge again. I want to know that it is real and not from the dime store.” Hillary said.
Dominick held it for Hillary to examine.
“See I knew it was f ning fake. No one from the damn UN would care if I got kidnapped or not.” Hillary said.
Two highway patrol cars parked behind the van and Sylvester’s truck, and one zipped around to park in front of the van. Dominick showed his badge to the officers and Sylvester produced his identification. “We’re looking for two women in a ‘70 orange MG. They go by the name of Tracy Richards and Lehana Jamison.” Dominick told the officers.
“What you want them for?” Hillary said.
“Have you seen them Miss?” The state highway patrolman said.
“Yes, they’re the ones who rescued Annie and me.”
“They did this?” The state highway patrolman asked.
“Yes.” Annie said.
The state highway patrol officers hauled the men out of the van.
“Two women did this,” asked the officer who took charge of the scene.
“Yes sir.” Annie said again.
“The idea that Tracy had put herself in danger irritated the hell out of me. Yet to see the men trussed up like goats at the rodeo makes me proud to know she has capabilities.” Sly said to Dominick.
“Officers, we’ll take our leave and continue on our search for those two vigilantes. Girls, I’m glad your safe and will be reunited with your families in a few hours.” Dominick said.
He and Sly returned to the truck.
“Let’s go.” Dominick maneuvered the truck around the patrol cars and pulled out onto the highway.
As they passed the next exit, there sat the battery to the van. They both laughed.
