What James Did: The Accidental Time Travellers-Book 3

by Marc James

  “Try and turn.” Scarlett advised.

  “Where? There is no room to move!”

  “Sidewalk.” Kennedy stated.

  “They will clearly think that is suspicious.” Clint snapped.

  “They’ll find it much more suspicious that we have one of their friends handcuffed and unconscious in the back seat!”

  “Fuck.” Clint pulled the car forward and to the right, he had to reverse back again to give himself some more room to turn.

  “They’re looking.” Kennedy shouted anxiously.

  “Stop!” The soldier that had been searching the man shouted.

  “Speed up Clint!” Scarlett yelled.

  Clint managed to turn the car so that it was facing in the opposite direction, the car was almost taking up the entire sidewalk.

  When the first shot was fired, Scarlett was sure Clint had been hit. She let out a scream of fear, when she looked to her right she saw that the man they had taken had been shot in the head. The second bullet came quickly after, this one hit Scarlett’s left shoulder. She screamed again, this time in agony and lay down across the back seat to avoid being struck again.

  “Move Clint!” Kennedy snapped.

  Clint put his foot down as hard as he could, the third shot struck Kennedy in the back and he too let out a wail of pain.

  There was then a hail of gunfire on the car. The back and front windows were blown out and there was blood all over the dashboard and seats.

  Clint managed to turn out of Hitler Plaza and managed to get some distance between them and the shooters. The roads were still gridlocked, so he stayed on the sidewalk.

  “Just go to the condo!” Scarlett snapped.

  “It’s fine I can direct him to the park.” Kennedy spoke through the pain.

  “Is it far?” Clint managed, he too sounded as though he was in pain.

  “Are you hurt?” Scarlett asked.

  “I can’t drive anywhere too far away, I won’t make it.”

  Jack looked at Clint and saw that he was now covered with blood, he had his left arm pressed against his stomach which was losing a lot of blood.

  “Jesus, Clint do you want me to drive?” Kennedy winced.

  “I’ll drive. Just pull up here.” Scarlett announced.

  Clint brought the car to a halt abruptly, Jack moaned as the heavy stop hurt his spine.

  Scarlett scrambled out of the backseat. The people in the other cars were staring at them open mouthed. She opened the driver’s door and blood poured onto the sidewalk.

  Clint was so pale, his eyes seemed to be almost glazed over.

  “Clint can you hear me!”

  She looked at Jack, and he too looked terrible.

  She put her hand to Clint’s neck and felt for a pulse, he wasn’t breathing.

  She could feel herself shaking and heard the sound of gunfire coming towards them. She pulled Clint from the car and managed to lie him on the floor in the back. She took the driver’s seat and put her foot down.

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  She pulled the trigger and saw Hitler’s head jerk violently backwards and to the left. People were screaming by the roadside, she watched as Clint Hill ran and jumped onto the back of the black Mercedes.

  “Clint?” She whispered in amazement.

  “I got him!” She spoke into the Walkie Talkie.

  She turned and ran through the car park. She was headed towards the train line when she heard a car horn, she looked and saw Bobby Kennedy sitting in a red Volkswagen. She ran towards the car and heard the shots being fired from the knoll. When she opened the door she let out a wail of pain as a bullet hit her left calf, she fell forwards into the car and Kennedy put his foot down.

  Jane pulled herself forward into the car, and as Kennedy swerved the car violently the passenger door swung closed.

  “Are you okay?” Kennedy shouted.

  “They shot me in the leg!” She screamed.

  “Did you kill him?”

  “He’s dead.” She confirmed.

  The gunshots continued to rain down on the car, Kennedy was continually ducking to avoid the shots. “The park isn’t far from here! Did they get Jack?”

  “Scarlett and Clint went to get him, I don’t know what happened. Where are the others?”

  “Faraday was going to meet Jacob and Chase in the storm drain, they will meet us at the park.”

  Chapter 54

  They were sitting in a diner in Dallas discussing where they should go and what they should do with their lives together. For the first time in a long time, Bobby felt happy. He had spent his entire life, risking his life, the hell of Auschwitz and Jane’s speech had made him see that.

  “I am so happy that you came for me.” He said to Sarah, as she sipped at her coffee.

  “So am I.” She smiled.

  “Right before I was sent back there, I was planning on coming to ask you out.”

  “Really?” She replied in surprise.

  Bobby nodded, taking a draw on his lit cigarette. “I was planning on dealing with Meyer Lansky and then I was going to come back for you.”

  Sarah smiled. “I tried to call you, just before they came for me.”

  “You did?”

  “I thought you would be at the White House when Martin Luther King was visiting. I called your old office and ended up talking to Clint Hill, I warned him but I don’t know what happened.”

  Bobby took a long draw on his cigarette. “I still can’t believe that David and Faraday did what they did to me.”

  “They didn’t know.” Sarah assured him. “Faraday saved my life, and Chase’s life, and Guy Fawkes’ life, although he died.”

  “As in the bonfire man?” Bobby replied stunned.

  “Yeah, I met him. He was nice. What I mean is you shouldn’t blame them Bobby. Well, maybe blame David, but Faraday did what was right in the end.”

  “The thing is Sarah, I never did anything to hurt them and I wouldn’t have done anything to hurt them. I saved both of them and they fucked me over.”

  “I am not trying to excuse them Bobby.”

  Bobby was distracted by the TV in the far corner of the room.

  “Son of a bitch.” He spoke in amazement stubbing out his cigarette.

  “What?” Sarah replied, before sipping her coffee.

  “They did it, look.” He said, pointing towards the television.

  Sarah turned and saw a man she immediately recognised as Dan Rather, the same man who had reported on Kennedy’s assassination, albeit incredibly inaccurately. He was dressed all in black and had a swastika on his left arm.

  “Some breaking news, just into us here. Our beloved Fuhrer has been the victim of a terrorist act, during his visit to Dallas, Texas. These are only initial reports, but it is believed he was shot whilst his motorcade was travelling through Hitler Plaza. Our prayers are with you Fuhrer.

  It has been released that a man named Lee Harvey Oswald was captured in the early hours of this morning in relation to an attack planned against our glorious Fuhrer. He later died in custody. SS soldiers then carried out a raid on 1505 Elm Street, Dallas where a body of a man who has been identified as Abaddon Wolf was discovered. He is believed to have shot himself over the guilt he felt about the plot against our almighty Fuhrer.

  A man was also arrested in Hitler Plaza, but it is believed that the terrorists have aided in the man’s escape.

  More on this story as it develops.

  Heil Hitler!”

  Sarah was stunned as she watched the report, the freedom of the press must have been abolished by Hitler.

  “What should we do?” She asked.

  Bobby shifted uncomfortably and lit a cigarette. “What do you mean?”

  “Should we try and help them?”

  “With what?”

  “Their escape?” She said, baffled.

  “No, it’s over. We left and this has nothing to do with us anymore.”

  “Bobby they helped break you out of Auschwitz!” Sarah r
eplied incredulously.

  “They also put me there!” Bobby snapped.

  “I’m not suggesting we go and try to kill anyone. We rented a car, we can go back and see if they need help getting out of there, we have nothing to worry about, we weren’t a part of it.”

  Bobby took a long pull on his cigarette and stared at Sarah, was she right?

  “It will take us five minutes to get there!” Sarah urged him.

  “It’s done!” Bobby snapped.

  “What about your dad, he was probably there!”

  “I never knew him, he means nothing to me.”

  “What about the Kennedy’s?”

  “Sarah, I’m done! I’ve seen them die in so many ways now, the generator will be destroyed and it will all be over!”

  “Bobby this is not you. You can’t leave them to die.”

  “Oh, come on Sarah. Out of them who should I care about, really?” Bobby asked incredulously.

  “Chase! He nearly died to save you.”

  “They have Jacob with them, if anyone can get them out of there its him.”

  “He hates Chase.”

  Bobby suddenly felt guilty, Chase had saved his life back in the forest outside Auschwitz. Chase would never have left him to die, he wouldn’t leave anyone to die. “Do you know where they were going?”

  “No, obviously not the condo.” Sarah replied.

  “Well, I don’t see what we can do then?” Bobby turned away and stared out of the window, it was a beautiful day. He watched as the manhole cover outside the restaurant shifted away from the hole, a mop of blonde hair appeared. Bobby put his hand to his face, he could not believe out of any place they could have chosen to eat, they had chosen this diner. “Son of a bitch.”

  “What?” Scarlett asked, looking out the window. “I don’t believe it.”

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  “I got him!” The confirmation came through the Walkie Talkie.

  The car sped away from Hitler Plaza, as Chase and Jacob watched on, there was no doubt that he was dead. The people on Hitler Plaza were running in every direction, the majority of them were Nazi soldiers. They both pulled their guns away from the drain, it was over. Hitler was dead.

  “Who would have believed she could shoot?” Jacob laughed, placing the gun in his holster.

  Chase also placed his gun in his holster.

  “This must go down as your only success.” Jacob laughed.

  Chase touched the gun in his holster, the thought had crossed his mind many times before. He had never been closer to acting on it than he was now. “What is your problem?” He asked, still touching the gun.

  Jacob’s dead eyes stared deep into Chase’s blue eyes, he smirked. “You make me laugh, that’s all.” Jacob replied.

  “Why?” Chase barked.

  Jacob laughed again. “You are just a bomb scare wherever you go. Have you ever done anything right? You spend your time with a cripple who stole your woman and a half blind man who has everything you want. Do you not find that humorous?”

  Chase stared at the man, he despised him more than he ever thought possible. He removed the gun from his holster and pressed it into Jacob’s stomach.

  Jacob laughed loudly. “Is that supposed to scare me?”

  Chase nodded.

  “I’ve told you before Chase, you don’t have the guts.” Jacob replied coldly.

  “You are a bad man.” Chase stated. “You gave that reason for killing Abaddon.”

  As Chase squeezed the trigger, he could hardly believe what he was doing. Jacob’s cold dead eyes looked deep into Chase’s, Jacob pressed his hand to his stomach and fell towards the ground.

  When Jacob hit the ground, Chase almost felt sick. When he looked down at Jacob, he could hardly believe that the man was smiling up at him.

  “I never thought you were capable.” Jacob managed a laugh.

  Chase looked down at the man he had shot in cold blood, the guilt was already affecting him.

  Jacob was still laughing maniacally.

  “You deserve this!” Chase yelled.

  “If I were you, I’d start running.”

  “I hope it hurts.” Chase replied.

  “Only a little.”

  “Give it a minute.” Chase replied coldly.

  “Don’t be so sure.” Jacob chuckled.

  A shot was fired, it struck Chase in the shoulder, he stumbled backwards and fell over. The pain was excruciating, but it was not a fatal wound. He managed to rise to his feet and watched Jacob struggling on the ground.

  He looked at his white shirt and saw that it was already stained red with blood

  “Goodbye Jacob.” Chase said as he turned and ran further into the labyrinth of the Dallas sewers.

  “This isn’t over Chase!” Jacob yelled as Chase disappeared from sight.

  A minute had passed before Faraday reached him.

  “Jacob what the hell happened!” Faraday said in shock.

  Jacob laughed loudly. “Your wife killed the bastard!”

  “Jane killed Hitler?” Faraday asked in confusion.

  “Yes.” Jacob replied, rising to his feet with his hand still on his stomach.

  “I heard shots coming from that direction!” Faraday replied anxiously.

  “There’s nothing we can do about that, Bobby is her only hope.” Jacob replied, rushing further into the sewers away from Faraday.

  “Where are you going?” Faraday asked in exasperation.

  “Well, we can hardly go the way you came, can we?”

  Faraday followed knowing that Jacob was right, they needed to find a manhole further away from Hitler Plaza.

  “Where is Chase?”

  “Bastard shot me, idiot that he is!”

  “Are you okay?”

  “I’m wearing my vest, but he is going to regret this.”

  “Jacob we are on the same side, there is no need for you to hurt him.”

  Jacob stopped to face Faraday. He walked towards him angrily, putting his hand around his throat and pushing him against the wall.

  “He shot me! Unprovoked, do you really think I am going to let him walk away from this?”

  Faraday struggled for breath. “Jacob I can’t breathe.” He managed.

  Jacob tightened his grip. “Why the hell are you even here? I saved your damn wife and you brought her back here!”

  “Jacob.” Faraday gasped.

  Jacob loosened his grip and turned away from Faraday, running after Chase.

  Faraday gasped for air and reluctantly followed. “Jacob I heard two shots from here, did you shoot him?”

  “Yeah.” Jacob replied still running.

  “Then surely you’re even!”

  “He tried to kill me! Now I’m going to show him how it’s done!”

  Faraday was slightly ahead of Jacob as they ran, Jacob still had a hand on his stomach. The gun shot may not have been fatal, but it had winded him. The gunshots in Hitler Plaza were no longer audible, but Faraday was still feeling shaky. He just hoped Bobby had gotten Jane out of there.

  He had no idea what Jacob would do to Chase when they caught up with him. He would do whatever he could to help, but he knew that short of shooting Jacob in the head there was little he could do to stop him.

  “What are you going to do to him?” Faraday asked as they ran.

  “I’m going to kill the son of a bitch!” Jacob yelled.

  “Don’t be stupid!” Faraday yelled.

  Jacob did not reply, he carried on running.

  Faraday wondered about what options he had available to him, Chase must have been headed towards Turtle Creek Park. If he could delay Jacob then Chase might have a chance.

  The only problem was if Bobby and Jane weren’t there then he would be waiting around, they would catch up to him eventually. Even if they didn’t, a man walking around with a bullet wound, in a police state on the day that the leader died would certainly attract attention.

  “You need to calm down!” Faraday yelled.

>   Jacob again chose to ignore Faraday’s statement.

  Faraday knew that if they continued at this pace then they would surely catch Chase, he had a bullet in wound which would undoubtedly be slowing him down.

  “Jacob you need to remember whose side you’re on!” Faraday yelled.

  “I don’t recall saying I was on yours!” Jacob snapped.

  Faraday saw slightly further along the sewer that there was a manhole cover that was showing a slit of light. Chase had evidently climbed out here.

  Jacob laughed when he saw it. “The man is a moron, if he closed it then we would never have known!”

  Faraday reached the ladder first but didn’t climb it.

  Jacob did not hesitate, he immediately began climbing the ladder. Faraday knew that this was his only chance.

  “Fuck it.” He shouted, before grabbing Jacob’s legs and pulling him down from the ladder. Jacob landed hard on the floor and stared up at Faraday with his dead eyes. He glared for a few seconds before he started to laugh, thumping the ground as he did so. The laughing ended as quickly as it began and he just stared.

  “Are you under the impression that we are friends?” Jacob snapped, rising to his feet.

  Faraday blushed but didn’t speak.

  “Answer me!”

  “Not friends exactly, but not enemies. I just want us to work together.” Faraday replied.

  Jacob chuckled. “Perhaps it may help if I explain it to you. I do not like you, I am working with you and your friends to kill Hitler. He is dead, which essentially means that you mean absolutely nothing to me. If you died I would not care, do you understand?”

  Faraday was stunned, he had thought that everything they had been through may have made Jacob more human, but he was the same bastard he’d always been. Faraday knew he couldn’t win a fight against most people, let alone Jacob.

  “I don’t want to fight you Jacob. Just leave Chase alone.”

  Jacob pushed Faraday aggressively. “Or what?”

  “It wasn’t a threat, just please leave him alone.”

  Jacob laughed again. “Do you realise that if it weren't for me, your wife and your kid would not be alive? Bobby would not be alive. At least he had the good sense to leave! I gave you your life back, and you chose to come here and risk their lives, again!”