After two days of long travels in planes and in cars, they finally arrived within the outer city suburbs where they would start their hunt for Lucky.
The car pulled to a stop outside of a small house. Ariel looked up from her research and smiled at Helen.
"This is it," she said in her sweet voice. "Shall we begin?"
Helen looked from her assistant to the small house. A for sale sign sticking in the yard told her that she would not find him there. She wouldn't find him there, but the evidence would still be lingering around. She nodded to Ariel and the two got out of the rental car.
They approached the front door and Ariel pulled two small picks from the sack that she carried around her waist at all times. A short moment of her fidgeting with the lock and the door was open. Helen stepped inside and looked around.
A door to the left led to a small kitchen and an empty living room sat to the right. Straight head led to a short hallway leading to three doors and a dining room sat just beyond the kitchen.
"Looks like Lucky's owner moved," Ariel said as she pulled the large backpack off and sat it on the floor before digging into it. She pulled out a large headset with a visor stretched across the front. She handed Helen the headset and began walking into various rooms as Helen strapped it to her own head.
A flip of the switch on the side created blurry visions of outlines all around her. She twisted the various nobs on the side until she found the setting that she was looking for. Everywhere she looked, she could see Lucky and other women. Mostly he was a black haired skinny woman in various acts of sex, but there were more.
He could see Lucky with a short and muscular black woman. She watched as he shoved her head forward, taking his entire cock into her mouth and down her throat. She turned her head to see Lucky standing a tall and very pretty ginger up against the bathroom wall, pounding his cock into her in a rapid fashion while the skinny black haired woman called to him from the kitchen.
She walked down the hallway and looked around the room to the left to find Lucky shoving his cock in the ginger's and the black woman's assholes while they appeared to be screaming in pleasure.
Helen called out descriptions of the women she was seeing to Ariel, while her assistant looked those descriptions up in their documents.
"The redhead is Vicki," Ariel explained in a monotone voice. "She's the one that Tara killed. I'm unsure of the identity of the black woman."
Helen switched the mode of her visor until she seen a different woman. The woman had a shaved head, only a bit of brown hair showing from her otherwise bald head. She seemed to share some news that upset the skinny black haired woman. She was unable to hear what they were saying, but the woman ended up taking Lucky out of the house and leaving.
The visions blurred before leaving her in the empty house once more. She described what she saw to Ariel and waited for an answer.
"Possibly a detective named Addison Gay," Ariel finally said as she held out her tablet to show Helen a picture of the woman she had seen.
"That's her," she said. "Did he get in trouble with the law somehow?"
Ariel swiped her fingers across her tablet as she looked for an answer to Helen's question. Her face stuck in a serious and inquisitive expression. Finally, she looked up to Helen with a shocked facial expression.
"Cheryl was shot at a funeral not too far from here," she told Helen in a whisper.
"Let's go to the church," Helen said as she left the house. There was nothing else for her to see there.
The ride was quick compared to the long days and nights they had on the way to get here. The church was large, with a large enough parking lot to cover anyone who would want to go.
They stepped out of the car once more and walked to the church. The doors were unlocked so they stepped inside and looked around. The building was empty and appeared to have a new carpet running up to the front of the pews.
Helen placed the visor back on her head and switched it to her desired settings as the building became full of people sitting and watching someone in the front talk to them. Behind the woman in the front was a casket.
"This must have been where they held Vicki's funeral," Helen said as she stepped up toward the front. She found the woman with short black hair there. The woman's cheeks were covered in tears as she cried out for her lost friend.
The woman's body jerked wildly and slumped to the floor as the crowd of women began running to the door. Helen bent down and watched the blood pour from her stomach before a slight movement caught her eye. She looked up to see someone pulling a gun out of sight just behind the rafters.
"I need to get up there," Helen said as she stared at the location the gun was.
"This way," Ariel said as she guided Helen out the front doors of the church and around the side. A lattice ran up the side of the building, with vines threading through it, leading straight to a window just large enough for a man to fit through.
"Here goes nothing," Helen said as she began climbing up the lattice. The wood felt sturdy enough to hold her and before long she found herself slipping through the window.
The heat was almost too much to be bearable as she crawled onto one of the large rafters and switched her visor on again. She looked over to see Lucky crawling toward a woman dressed in all black with a hood on that covered her face. The woman aimed the large rifle down to the crowd, but before she was able to pull the trigger, Lucky was on her.
Before long, Lucky had the woman on her stomach, with her pants pulled down and shoving his dick into her asshole. She watched as the woman showed signs of enjoying the intrusion until Lucky came inside of her ass. They talked a bit more before Lucky crawled back to the window. Helen watched the woman aim the rifle once more and pull the trigger.
She crawled back down the lattice and looked at Ariel.
"Lucky had sex with the assassin that shot Cheryl," she stated as she pulled the visor from her head. "Did Cheryl die?"
"No ma'am," Ariel answered without having to look anything up this time. "She was in the hospital for quite a long time before being released."
"Did she get Lucky back when she got out?" Helen asked.
"I don't know," Ariel admitted with a shrug. "His tracking device was destroyed soon after Cheryl was shot, so we have nothing to go from as far as that goes. Where did Lucky go after the shooting?"
Helen strapped the visor to her head once more and switched it on until she found Lucky standing by the front doors talking to the short black woman that she had seen him having sex with earlier. The detective with the shaved head approached the two and the black woman was quick to retreat.
Helen watched as the detective spoke with Lucky before guiding him into a car and driving off. The transmission ended, leaving Helen puzzled.
"She wouldn't have taken him to the precinct," Helen said out loud.
"Who? The detective?" Ariel asked as she approached Helen from behind.
"Yes, Addison I believe you called her," Helen explained as she pulled the visor from her head and handed it back to Ariel. "We have any idea where this Addison lives?"
Ariel looked down at her tablet a bit longer until her eyes widened in happiness.
"I have the address," Ariel said in a chipper tone. "She lives in a cabin way out in the outskirts. Close to where Tara's vital signs flatlined."
Helen's eyes narrowed. They were getting close. Addison might have even been the one to end Tara's life for all they knew. She hoped that they would find Lucky there alone while Addison was away at work, but hoping wouldn't get them anywhere.
"Let's go," Helen said as she walked to the car.
They would soon find the answers they were looking for. Would they find Lucky on this day? Would they be able to return him safely or would they have to kill him? Either way didn't bother Helen and she was certain that her assistant felt the exact same way.
Ariel didn't have the heart to break. She was cold and factual. That's exactly what Helen needed the most. She knew that there was a possibility that she would have to order Ariel to do what she could not.
How could someone easily kill the thing that they created after all?
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