The Guardians of Kernsville

By Nightwing27th All Rights Reserved ©

Action / Drama

Chapter 16: MaGreen Industries

The Next Day…

Rebbeca was sitting on the bed in the hotel room, when Abigail walked out of the bathroom.

“I hate this place,” she said.

“What is it now?”

“There’s no hot water.” She blow dried her hair.

“Don’t look at me. I took a shower over three hours ago.”

“How are we going to find him?” Abigail asked, as she sat down next to her.

“In one hour I have to go talk to John’s boss.”

“That sounds like fun. Where does he work?”

“MaGreen Industries. They make medical equipment.” She looked at Abigail and could tell her mind was somewhere else, with someone else. Seeing Abigail like this, reminds her of her first year as a hero, always scared someone would discover her secret and hurt her family. “If I’m going to be there on time, then I need to go.”

“What should I do while you’re gone?”

“Drake built a DNA locater in his Destiny Device. Which means, that as long as we are within two miles of the device, we can find it.” She put her laptop in her bag.

“So, what am I supposed to do?”

“Follow my trail.”

“Why yours?”

“Drake never used it on himself.”

“Where does it lead?”

“Here,” Rebbeca said, as she handed Abigail a piece of paper. “I’ll take the bus, you take the Kern Mobile.”

“The kern, what?”

“Your car may look cool on the outside, but on the inside, it’s a piece of junk.”

“If you weren’t my friend, I’d hit you.”

“I’m sure you’re going to hit me, anyway. I’ve got to run. Take Proto with you, don’t draw attention to yourself, and change your clothes. You don’t want to look like Abigail today.” She smiled at Abigail, and then left.

Before Rebbeca walked into the tall, glass MaGreen Industries building, she tried to call Danny. “Of course, voice mail.” She closed her phone and put it in her pocket. Six days ago, she stood Danny up, and has been trying to get a hold of him ever since. But he won’t answer his phone.

Rebbeca opened the glass doors and walked inside.

“You must be Ms. Stone,” the woman behind the front desk said, as she got up.

“Yes, and you are…?” Rebbeca asked, as they shook hands.

“Brooke Waters. We spoke on the phone.”

“That’s right. Well, it’s nice to meet you.”

“My pleasure. He’s on the top floor. I’ll let him know you’re coming.” She walked back over to her desk.

“Thank you,” Rebbeca said, before walking to the elevators. She pressed the “up” button as a man walked up beside her. The doors opened, and they both walked into the elevator. The doors closed.

“Are you new here?” the man asked, as they stared at the walls.

“I’m just visiting.”

“Then you must be Ms. Stone.” He turned toward her and shook her hand. “Bryan MaGreen.”

“Rebbeca Stone.”

They went back to staring at the walls.

“You’re the…?”

“Owner’s son? Yes, well, one of them.” Bryan finished speaking as the doors opened “That’s me. It was nice meeting you, Rebbeca.” He smiled, and stepped out of the elevator. The doors closed and then reopened on the top floor.

She stepped out of the elevator and saw that the whole floor was one giant office. She saw an older man in the corner of the room, pouring himself a glass of whisky.

He looked up at her, then back at his glass, then back again. “You must be Rebbeca.”


“Good, I’ve heard a lot about you.”


“No, not really.”

She looked at him and raised her eyebrows.

“Please, sit down.”

“Mr. MaGreen-”

“Call me Joe.”

“Okay…?” Rebbeca sat down in front of his desk. “So, Joe…I was hoping you could help me.”

“That’s what Brooke was saying, but I couldn’t really understand the situation.”

“Okay. My dad is the sheriff of Kernsville, and I want to follow in his footsteps. So, I’m going to police school. One of the assignments is to see which one of us can find a business with at least one, bad employee,” Rebbeca explained. “And, while that isn’t uncommon, I was thinking a big company like yours would look better on my report.”

Rebbeca’s ability to lie, along with her fighting skills, are the two things she loves about herself.

“Well, Rebbeca, I’m not sure how much help I’ll be.”

She pulled a note pad out of her bag. “That’s fine, even one person is a big help.”

“There aren’t any businesses where you come from?” He raised an eyebrow.

She smiled. “Yes, but no one can afford to miss work, which makes this extra challenging.”

“What city was that, again?”


“Yeah, that is a small city.” He looked down at his papers. “Rebbeca, we are very careful in or choice of employees. As they say, time is money. And, while I have plenty of money, it’s the time part I’m always lacking. Mainly because I hand pick every employee, to ensure the job is done correctly and no time is wasted.”

She nodded.

“That said, I have one employee…who seemed to have fallen through the cracks of my system.”

“That’s perfect.”

“Who is going to see this information?”

“Me and my teacher.”

“And who is he?”

“Officer Ben Kelley.”

Joe stared at her, trying to tell if she was lying. “His name is John Mathews. He was one of my best men, until he stopped coming.”

“When was that?”

“Oh, about a year ago.”

“So, what happened?”

“When you find out, let me know,” he said, as Rebbeca’s phone started ringing.

“Danny Habanero is calling,” the phone said repeatedly, until she pressed ignore.


She looked up at him. “Not exactly. He’s been hanging out with the wrong crowd his whole life.”

“Well, if he’s the Habanero I’m thinking of, then I don’t think it’s as bad as you’re saying. I knew his parents, Steve and Terra.”


“They disappeared…Oh, about fifteen years ago. Haven’t seen them since.”

Rebbeca smiled. “I’m sorry, I didn’t come here to bother you with my personal business.” She began to stand.

“Anything for a fellow hero.”

She froze and stared at him. Then she smiled and tried to brush it off. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what you mean-”

“Of course you do,” he said as she sat back down. “I’ve known who you were since you were born.” She looked confused. “I was friends with your mother.”

She sighed and smiled. “You were? She never said anything.”

“That was years ago…in another life.”

“Well…” She stood. “Joe, thank you for your time.”

“Anytime, Rebbeca.” He stood. “Let me know how things work out for you. And if you ever need anything…just call.”

She nodded and then left.

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