National Treasures to be released Sept., 2005
Monday, March 07, 2005 3:50:00 PM
by R W Perry
|"National Treasures" the second book in the Kelly McCabe Detective Series is scheduled for official release Sept., 2005.
Back to School
“Hurry up,” James called over the roof of his mother’s car just before he lowered himself into the passenger seat, pulling his crutches in behind him. Kelly picked up the pace as she crossed the street, even though Mrs. Lopez hadn’t yet come out of the house.
James was excited to be returning to school on this first day of the new year. It had been over two years since he attended regular school. Kelly was apprehensive. She was going to be the center of attention, and she wasn’t looking forward to it.
James had been severely injured when a car had ran over him crushing his hips. He was now on crutches most of the time, but had been taking a few steps without them for the last couple of months. Something the doctors said would never happen, but James was proving them wrong. James was also Kelly’s best friend, and had been for several years. He lived across the street, and two doors down. He was also Kelly’s detective partner. His job was to find out everything they needed to know by researching it through his computer. James had spent much of the last two years in bed, or in his wheelchair, being home schooled by his mother, which gave him plenty of time to become one of the best computer experts in all of Southern Florida.
It was with James’s help that Kelly was able to crack the identity of a man she suspected of being the robber who had killed a police officer during his getaway. It had all taken place just two months earlier on an old sailing schooner where she and her mother were taking a cruse. The event had also made Kelly a celebrity for capturing the murderer and his accomplis. A status neither she, nor her mother wanted. They had actually sneaked off the old schooner before it returned to port to avoid the news media. No pictures of Kelly were ever printed in the news papers, but everyone in the community knew it was her who the news papers and television stations dubbed “The Super Girl Detective of Broward County”.
The media attention had lasted only two weeks, just like Sharky had said. “As soon as another big story breaks, they’ll forget about you,” were Sharky’s exact words, and he had been right. When the U.S. government with the help of the Columbian government arrested Fabio Ochoa, the Columbian drug dealer accused of shipping thousands of pounds of cocain per month to the U.S., was arrested in Columbia and brought to Miami to stand trial, all the news stories were about drugs. Kelly was finally able to go out of her house without having to dodge news reporters.
Sharky was the first mate on the old schooner, and was instrumental in helping Kelly capture the two criminals. He had since becume a very good friend to both Kelly and Kelly’s mother, Laurie. His training as a Navy SEAL years earlier, had payed off big during the ship’s takeover by the criminals, and their capture by Kelly and Sharky.
Tim, the big, deep voiced African-American who owned the limo company that had delivered Kelly and Laurie to the schooner, and had helped them slip back into their home without the media finding them, had also become a special friend. Since their return, Tim has been providing transportation services for Kelly and James when they need to go somewhere special. Normally, out snooping into something, someplace where they shouldn’t be. Laurie, not approving of Kelly’s detective activity, would never let her go out snooping around without someone like Tim by her side. Like her dad used to do, Kelly always puts a little nicer spin on where she has been, and what she has been doing.
Her dad was gone now. It had been a little over a year ago that Kelly’s dad, Detective Sargent John McCabe, Broward County Sheriffs Department, had been killed in the line of duty. A vicious attack on he and his partner. When they entered a third floor hallway of an old rundown apartment building, where suspects were supposed to be hiding, they were caught in a crossfire. It was a setup. Kelly’s dad was killed, and his partner wounded badly, losing one eye and partial use of one arm.
Kelly and her mother had spent the last year trying to put their lives back together. It had not been easy. Neither one of them had wanted to put their lives back together. They had lost the most important person in both of their lives. The perfect father, and the perfect husband had been ripped from them, and they didn’t want a normal life without him. They wanted him with them. Each in their own way, kept the most important person in their lives with them. Laurie, by keeping her husband’s things close to her, to remind her of how special a man he had been. Kelly, by keeping her father alive in her mind. Sometimes it seemed to work too well. There were times when Kelly had forgotten her father was gone. Then she would be angry with herself for forgetting. She considered it caring more for her own feelings, than for her father, but that wasn’t the case. She had loved him more than she could ever express. She still does, even though he is gone.
It was just as Kelly feared. The whole school was abuzz about Kelly and her capturing the criminals. Kids who had never spoken to her, were now coming up to her as if they were old friends and asking her about what it was like, capturing criminals. Everyone was telling her what they knew about what had happened, most of what they said wasn’t right. One boy actually said he heard that she had shot one of the criminals with his own gun. The other criminal shot him, not her, she corrected. Then the boy wanted to know if that was what the police told her to say. “No. That’s what happened!” she told him bluntly, before walking away to look for James.
She found James coming out of the band room on his crutches. He was grinning ear to ear.
“What’s with you?” Kelly asked.
“I’m in band,” he said.
James always wanted to be in the marching band, and had kept up his trumpet lessons after the accident. Mr. Sandling, the music teacher, went to James’s house every week and continued the lessons. He had always said James had a bright future as a trumpet player. It wasn’t Mr. Sandling job to give private lessons to James, he just liked James and wanted him to keep playing.
Kelly eyes dropped down to the crutches.
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