All the President's Men 2: Tyler's Tasty Treat

“Tammy, you need to relax. The FBI is close to closing in on the group and have planted people within them so they have a lot of information. No one is going to let anything happen to you.” He tried reassuring her again.

Tammy tried to relax, but nothing seemed to help.

Tyler could see he wasn’t getting through to her. Making up his mind, he decided to have Tracy, one of the FBI agents and a good friend, teach her how to handle a gun. Maybe that would reassure her.

Tammy needed to use the restroom, so Tyler took advantage of her time there to make a couple calls. Wonderful, Tracy could meet them this afternoon. Now, to get Tammy to agree.

Standing in the hall waiting for Tammy, he noticed someone putting something in her drink. Time to leave.

He walked into the ladies room and hurried her up, while making the calls he needed to. He had a pretty good description of the man and they would wait outside the restaurant until he left and follow him if necessary. After his calls, the FBI was on route.

“Come on, we’re leaving,” he told her, throwing some money on the table and walking her out the door.

“But I didn’t…” she sputtered as he moved quickly.

Putting her in the truck, he told her. “Just sit there, I need to watch the door. Do. Not. Move. Until I come and get you. Understand? I’ll explain as soon as I can, but for now. Do. As. I . Say. Or I’ll blister your ass so red you’ll think that last night was fun,” he threatened, putting her in the truck and locking the doors. She could get out by unlocking the door, but would be sorry if she did.

Shaking with fear, Tammy sat watching the door to the restaurant wondering what she was looking for. Tyler had disappeared into the bushes and she couldn’t see him.

Several people came out over the next few minutes, but nothing happened. Two black SUVs pulled into the parking lot, but the people stayed it their vehicles. Tammy could do nothing but sit and watch. She didn’t have the keys and couldn’t roll down the windows or turn the radio on, and had to sit there with her thoughts.

A man came out the door Tammy was watching and suddenly there was a flurry of activity. Out of nowhere Tyler appeared and the people in the black SUVs jumped out and ran to both men. Before she knew what was going on, the man was handcuffed and Tyler was shaking hands with the people from the SUVs.

He came back to her, strutting, and she heard the remote unlock the truck. He jumped in and quickly explained what he had seen in the restaurant and what had happened.

“The FBI and Derek will interview the guy and we’ll get to the bottom of this,” he said happily .

“But this means I’m in more danger,” Tammy protested.

“Actually the opposite baby, now they know we are watching and will be on alert. I doubt they will try anything again soon. I’m pretty sure you are safe with me and at the house now.”

“Okay.” Tammy was a little overwhelmed with all that had happened and just wanted to go somewhere quiet. “Can we just get some take out and go either home or back to the club?”

“Sure, baby, I think the guys are done with most of the noisy stuff, so we can go back to the condo.” They drove through and got some food before they went back to the house. Tammy was tired, and Tyler settled her down for a nap after they ate, while he got their stuff from the club and checked on a few things.

Making sure the people watching the house knew he was gone, he ran his errands before coming back to her.

Chapter Seventeen

The next several days were quiet, and Tammy and Tyler got into a routine. Derek and Dottie had invited them for dinner a few times and Tammy finally got to see Derek’s playroom.

Then, it was the weekend and Tyler was taking Tammy to the club. They were going to play in one of the themed rooms and Tammy was excited.

They dressed for the club and were walking out to the garage, when Tammy heard her name called. Looking around, she saw her father and the two men he had given her to.

“Tammy, you have to go with them. They’re going to kill me,” her father pleaded.

Tyler pulled his gun and Tammy stepped back to lean against him. She wan

ted to hide behind him. “Oh God, make them go away,” she cried, looking at him.

“You know she can’t do that, Mr. Masterson,” Tyler answered for her.

“Son, this is none of your business. This is between me and my daughter. Come along, Tammy. I owe these men and their bosses a lot of money. You have to go with them.”

Tammy’s father looked worse than she had ever seen him. He had obviously been beaten. His arm was in a sling and he had two black eyes and his face was swollen so much she almost didn’t recognize him except for his voice.

“Dad, do you know what they did to me? They beat me, and I’m sure they were going to rape me. They left me naked and beaten, lying on a cold floor,” Tammy cried.