Paparazzi (50)

☆Warning☆ this chapter has some story line that may trigger some people.

"Sarah Taylor" Harrison said.

"Yes, she was spotted by my man at a club call Jazz. There she met a man fitting the description of King." JJ said. "How do you know her?"

"We were a couple at one time. She wanted to get married. Found out how she treated my daughter and gave her the boot." Harrison said.

"We will have someone planted at the club and will try to get close to King. She is already there working." JJ said.

"When will you tell him about Ariel?" Harrison asked.

"When we can guarentee her safety. She is our top priority right now. I know Richie will be mad when he finds out but it is the only way." Harper explained.

"Next I want to talk to you about what you asked me about."

"Did you find out what happened?" Harrison said.

"Do you really want to know, it is really bad."

"Yes, I don't want to turn a blind eye anymore to my father. I need to know."

All three men looked at each other the JJ pulled out the folder.

"These are the ER records that we got." JJ handed them to Harrison and he read.

At the age of two his arm was broken by a twisting force. ER doctor reported it to child services. Worker paid off to stop investigating.

At the age of three a skull fracture due to blunt force trauma and sexual abuse noted. ER doctor reported it to child services. Worker paid off to stop investigating.

Same year burn marks on back that was infected. Cause by a cigar. ER doctor reported it to child services. Worker paid off to stop investigating.

Age 5 two broken ribs. Child was punched with great force. adult fist mark found. Also sexual abuse noted. ER doctor reported it to child services. Worker paid off to stop investigating.

Each report was the same. Abuse was reported then swept under the rug.

Then the sex pictures. His brother being violent in his fathers study by different men. Harrison was getting sick to his stomach. Marcus looked to be about 12 in most of them but there was some even younger. He had been sent to boarding school for most of this time. He remembers his brother begging him not to leave.

Then the picture of his father violating his brother with a evil smile on his face. His father was a monster.

"I did confirm that your father sold your brother to a slave sex shop for a hundred thousand dollars. If your brother had not escaped he would of die there over the years. I can't find out what happened to him but we know these places get good money to let there clients do what ever they want to their slaves. Nothing is pretty."

"He needs to be in prison. Is there enough evidence to send him there?" Harrison asked.

"I think so. Tubby is meeting with Judge Parker to make sure before we can hand it over to the District Attorney's office. One more things. You Dad visits these sleazy sex rings and pays good money to torture young boys."

"Do what ever you can do to make him pay." Harrison got up and punched the wall. "He loved everyone and was always so kind. Why did he not say anything? Why did he hold it in all to himself? Nothing will make up for what he went through."

Marcus stood out side and hung his head. He did not say anything to protect his brother. If he did not do as his father said back then his father threaten to do those things to Harrison. He had to protect his brother no matter what.

Marcus walked back over to Harpers house and grabbed another bottle of booze. Scotch this time and headed back to the balcony. Ariel was fine and he needed to play a part to keep her safe so he would. He would drink till he passes out. But before he did he sent a text to a friend.

[Send reporter to xxx Hill Shire Lane. Get photos of a drunk me for gossip column.] M

X[You sure?]

[Yes, I'm sure. Make the biggest deal you can out of it.]

X[Ok, hang in there.]

This should help keep her safe.

As he got more and more plastered and light headed he seen the paparazzi and started yelling, "Why do you hate me? What have I done to deserve such Karma? You should of taken me not the Mermaid, why the Mermaid? World smite me, kill me dead I am nothing without my love." He the passed out.

Harper made them leave then headed up. He got Marcus back into bed. "Sorry buddy, I wish we could tell you the truth."

The next morning Marcus's head was pounding.

"Here, take these." Harper handed him some pills.

"What is it?" Marcus asked.

"It will help with the hangover. I take them myself, they work."

Marcus took the pills then picked up the morning paper and turned to the gossip pages. There he was three pitures of his drunken rage.

Sarah opened the paper and then yelled, "Hey come look at this."

Bob came over and seen the pitures and smiled. "Read it to me."

{Last night well to do Marcus McKenna was seen at a house outside of the city. He was yelling at the sky that he should of been the one to die. A few days ago Marcus McKenna married an unknown woman who was about to go into surgery. After the surgery this woman was given the wrong medication and died. The hospital has yet to comment on what action if any will be take but as you see here Marcus McKenna is not taking it well with this drunken display. He eventually passed out.}

"He is really a broken man. Any new today on the brat?"

"Let me call." Sarah said picking up the phone.

"Hello."

"Is the kid there yet?"

"No, she is still out. I was told she would not be back till after the funeral of her aunt."

"Ok, keep me updated." Sarah hung up, "She is not going back till after the funeral."