~~~~~~~~~~~ The continuance of the event ~~~~~~~~~~~~
As Tara and I spoke , I heard a loud rough hostile voice from my left ,
" TARA ! , WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE ? ! COME HERE !
I turn left,, a man is walking toward her , middle of the street ,
staring with hostile eyes at Tara ,,
I was seated side ways on the MC
I stood up at 6 foot 10 , flexed , ready to defend ,,
he looked at me
he saw the posture and look in my eyes ,, he began to flex up
I took a couple steps out into the street toward Tara to protect her
and turned toward him
he dropped the flex
I looked like a Cop in my MC Jacket and Cop hairdoo
He began to assimilate the situation in his mind ,,,
He became cautious
I may be a cop , was written all over his face .
I am Armed for sure , he looked to see if a bulge was under the Jacket
it was , my hand at the ready .
His voice calmed as he said " Tara , com'on ,
every bodies waiting for you up in the house ,
we have to go back honey "
Tara smiles at me , as though she liked the Chivalry I exuded toward her
She would not look his way , but stated " I want to get to know him ,
I'll come back in a while ,,
He walked up to her , reached to grab her arm ,,
I stepped up closer " Tara , You know him ? "
Then to him " You have a relationship with Tara ? "
He replied " She's here from out of town and doesn't know how
dangerous it is to walk around the streets , I'm security for the House "
I cut him off " You yell at her like she's a slave Bud ,
turning to Tara I ask " You ok with him Tara , I can escort you back "
Tara looks at him , he says calmly
" Com'on Tara we have to go back, "
She looks at him , then to me , " Sorry , I guess we have to go ,
but I like you ,, but I go back tomorrow , and no way you
can contact me "
I tell her : " It's ok Tara , nice to meet you anyway , your gorgeous
take care ,, ok ? "
Tara responds " Thank you , your sweet to me , not like them "
She turned and walked away with the Handler
I sat and watched
He had her by the arm and his mouth to her ear admonishing her
harshly under his breath .
I gripped the gun thinking ,,, stop him or not ,
this little walk is definitely against her will ,,,
I decided to hold back , but wait around and see what transpired .
I watched the road below to see if a Cop cruiser would come up the Hill .
Nope, they didn't call in for a back up from their paid thugs in
The Guy returned ( I thought to myself " This guy is stupid , or wants
to die )
In a Stern voice he asked : " What did she tell you ?,,, what did she say
to you ? "
I answered his question with an option :
" You ever been shot ? "
" want to be ? "
" You don't F_CK with me , I F_CK with YOU "
I went on : " What's the Gig Pig , you treat her like she's your dog ,
what'd you do to her ? "
he answers my option with one of his own ::::
" She's none of your business , leave or a Cop will take you in for
attempted murder , we'll get the charges to stick "
I replied :
" That ties it asshole , come get you some "
He began to inform me these were powerful people , and they could have
me put in the past tense ,,,
I chuckled ,,, then ,,, " Mudder Feker ,,, you gonna kill me with threats ? "
" Jump Frog , bust a move ,, NOW ! "
" DO IT MONKEY ! "
He's wearing a Hawaiian shirt , it was tucked in his pants before ,
it is now untucked and his hand is under it above his belt line ,
I can tell by the square shape above the imprint of his hand
he has a Glock under there with his hand on the grip .
I have my MC Jacket hanging on my right shoulder
covering my right arm
at the end of my arm is a Star PD 45acp in my hand ,,,
I have the barrel straight dead center of his groin , so if i begin squeezing
off rounds ,,,
it hits him low and tender , and rises up his guts and ends at his head .
At the time I was giving private Combat Pistol Match training to selected
friends and relatives .
I was ranked #2 in the state .
I watched his face , he'd indicate his draw just a split second before his
hand would move , he was weighing the situation as he summed me up
as to my ability with the gun ,,,
He maybe thought : " He's not scared , his gun is on me ,
he won't back down , this is going the distance ,,,
and he delivered the message , his out is to turn and leave ,,
or chance his death by a Man who obviously can manage
that easy enough it appears .
He blurted " I gave you warning, that's all I was told to do , stay around
and you'll wished you'd hadn't "
I almost shot him just for his defiance .
" Get away from me dude,,, GO NOW ! "
He theatrically Truned slow and walked with shaking legs
back down around the turn in the Road .
I scanned what I could see of the property he came from , for his back up .
There was no clear line of sight from up there to me , so that was foolish
of him to come back without someone to take me out from behind .
Taking chances in such a situation ,,, not smart .
Years later I got the info put together on what that event was about .
Tara was one of the Mind Controlled Kidnap victims used by the Elite as Sex Toys
for their Parties .
She must have heard the Motorcycle coming up the Hill , then it stopped
and she looked down and saw me ,,,
walked out the gate to come speak to me , whether for attempted escape
or just that she liked what she saw in me .
The Handler was too interested in what she may have told me about
what was happening up at the house ,,,
it was his main concern .
His question was how much she may have said , and what would I do with
the information .
He tested me , I stood him down and ran him off , so I was certainly
someone to be concerned about ,,
not easily scared , and willing to stick up for a person I did not know ,,
even risk my life and willing to shoot it out with him .
That to them , was either I was Crazy , an investigator with prior
training and intent on investigating them ,,,
or a paid assassin or kidnapper as they are .
Either way , they got my License number off My Motorcycle ,
I'd be getting attention from their investigators now .