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That voice. He was sporting a beard, and a blue Rasta wig, but that voice I would recognize in a sea of a million people.
“Ben!” I shout, throwing my phone at him and starting to run.
“I am not Ben!” he roars and comes after me.
“Freeze!” the security officer yells the command, his gun at hand, but Ben doesn’t stop. He is chasing me through the winding corridors behind the stage.
More security joins in, a gunshot is fired. An officer grabs me and throws me to the ground, and I watch Ben running away, fast as a jack rabbit, and disappear under the bleachers for good.
A few moments later I’m back to my feet, being pushed towards the car outside, removed from the premises for my own safety.
As I enter the vehicle to leave for the hotel, Brody comes running to me, to make sure I’m still whole. I look at him back, outraged, and let out a yell I wasn’t planning to, “Wherewereyou?!”
“I was called to the front of the stadium. There was a commotion with someone trying to enter armed,” he says, then collects my hands in his and kisses them. “Fenway didn’t take care of you?”
“He did a great job,” I pacify him, “but I wanted you with me.”
“I know, I’m sorry,” Brody lays a hand on the nape of my neck and kisses me. “They were probably planted as a distraction.”
“Will you come back to the hotel with me?” I ask, timidly.
“I can’t princess… I need to make sure we find this creep.”
“Alright, strongman,” I take him by the chin and deposit a peck on his lips. “Please be careful.”
“I will,” Brody says, in a solemn promise he better keep.
I enter the car, but wait there for a long time, with officers posted outside, until a driver comes in.
“Ms. Garrison will be joining us,” the man says, “It’ll be a five-minute delay.”
“That’s fine,” I say it softly, but I’m starting to feel the impatience get the best of me. “Where’s Sandra?”
“Talking to the police,” he says.
“Oh no…” I cringe just to think about police officers, “Will they need to talk to me?”
“Probably. But we have requested them to find you at the hotel.”
Sandra comes, fifteen minutes later. “Can we go now, Ms. Garrison?” the officer asks.
“Absolutely, make it end!” Sandra cries out, then turns her attention to me. “How are you sweetheart?”
“I almost peed my pants,” I whisper to her, only to start laughing hysterically. Sandra laughs too but hers doesn’t match my intensity. “I had guns shooting right at my tail!”
“Did he do anything to you?” she asks, her eyes drilling into mine, serious and full of concern.
The car takes off slowly. Soon we’ll be at the hotel.
“No,” I say, shaking my head. “He hugged me and acted weird, just enough to scare me, but he didn’t do anything to hurt me.”
“Was he armed?”
“Not that I noticed it.” I shrug. “I don’t think so. He would have used it against security.”
“Ugh…” Sandra grits her teeth. “I fail to understand what he wants. Does he really think that any of this will make you like him?”
Once again, I shake my head, and take a tearful deep breath, thinking about Ben. “That’s not the point. I think he is doing it for attention and it’s a cry for help.”
