Part 4: Caught as Felicia, not Black Cat
As Chloe stands over the woman she resents as a wannabe showstopper who has now been reduced to a sleeping mess, she can’t help but reply further to something Felicia said:
Chloe: I know you can’t hear me, but I must say, your whorish choice of dress not only makes you a show stealer, but a boyfriend stealer. I have seen you in here before talking to married guys while their wives feel sidelined. This gives me even more motivation to see where your wealth comes from.
Chloe then rummages through Felicia’s purse to get her ID, but she can’t find a birth certificate or health card. In a smaller purse holding some cash and bank cards, she finds a small and rolled up note saying, “Property of Felicia. Call number 105-670-800 to report lost”. Chloe then clips the handle of Felicia’s purse to her belt and says to her.
Chloe: Ah, nice to meet you Felicia. I don’t know your last name yet, but I am sure I can get it out of you. Hmmm in fact *turns her over and grabs Felicia by the jaw* I intend to squeeze every bit of info out you to expose you and whatever sugar daddy you live with *she then pushes her head to the side in disgust*. She then flips Felicia back onto her stomach and zip-ties her hands with one zip around the wrists and the other tie placed in-between the wrists to get a rope-like cinch. To gag her, Chloe puts a cleaning cloth in her mouth and holds it in place with a wraparound gag that she made by tying a bunch of napkins together in a chain-link.
Chloe then pulls Felicia onto her shoulder while kneeling, tightens her arm around the small of her back, leans back while kneeling to tighten her other arms around the bottom of her buttocks and, with quite a bit of exertion, lifts her up over her shoulder. Chloe mocks Felicia saying:
Chloe: Ugh, all that working out for those ego assets of yours makes your glamourous ass quite heavy. I know that you are used to guys carrying you like this at parties, so don’t count on me not dropping you although I will try my best.
Chloe takes Felicia through the door titled “Maintenance” near where Felicia was sitting and down three flights of steps towards the backstage entrance of a theatre where the stagehands enter in from. The ownership of the theatre is independent from the cocktail bar, but they collaborate so that the bar provides accommodation while the theater provides intrigue. Chloe plans to hold her underneath the stage where she can search her purse undisturbed and modify whatever stage props they use for the magic shows to scare her into confessing whatever Chloe needs to know.
Once they reach the bottom of the second flight of stairs, Chloe decides to put Felicia down and have a seat on the steps to take a break. Chloe knows that she needs to deliver Felicia to Elizabeth when she is done with her, but she also realizes that Felicia cannot be prosecuted if the police and her lawyer know she was kidnapped. Chloe’s plan is to bind and hold Felicia so that a private forensic auditing company can investigate her records based on the info in her purse. She knows that only 2 percent of financial fraud cases lead to a conviction because Judges suck at calculation and that the lawyers for these rich schemers are too technically efficient for the Judge and prosecution to handle.
To make it worse, less than 1 percent of Judges in the entire region have a background in statistics, actuarial studies, or financial literacy. If the evidence lacks clarity, then the Judge will not be able to handle the complexity of whatever scheming Felicia is involved in. The thing is, Chloe cannot follow through with this plan as Elizabeth wants Felicia delivered to her as soon as possible. Chloe then takes a leap of faith and decides to betray Elizabeth because she wants to bring Felicia to actual justice through evidence and not the silly gimmick justice Elizabeth wants with her abandoned jail idea. She takes a leap of faith and decides to inform Elizabeth that she is breaking their agreement. She calls Elizabeth on her cell phone and says:
Chloe: Hi Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Hey Chloe! How is our sleeping beauty doing? Is she prepped for transport?
Chloe: I only have her zip-tied right now.
Elizabeth: She needs more than that on her. I want her bound properly, understood?
Chloe: Yeah, I am done understanding. This whole abandoned jail cops and robbers silliness is over.
Elizabeth: YOU DARE betray me, kid? You are a little girl in a grown woman’s world, don’t bite off more than you can chew.
Chloe: Look, old witch, you are the one biting off more than you can chew as a disgruntled pensioner who wants to be relevant again. I am going to get legal professionals involved that allow for some….extra-penal activities while they do legitimate research.
Elizabeth: Honey, you are a bartender in the most expensive city, how are you going pay these professionals who bill 500 an hour for so-called work? I bet you have maxed out your credit cards trying to live in the most pristine part of the city.
Chloe: Clever reference, but no, I have friends I went to school with who work for a non-profit called the Institute for Neighborhood Justice who are willing to, let’s just say, bend the rules of discovery to get a conviction.
Elizabeth: Is that so? Well, good luck with that because you will need it! Felicia and NOW YOU are scheduled for a cell! *Elizabeth abruptly hangs up*
