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   Abused and Destroyed 5   
      
   By Loki925 (MM/ggg, con, inc, ir)   
      
   This story is totally fictitious and does not contain anything or anyone   
   in reality, whatever that is.   
      
   Three months had passed. The State was now faced with multi-billion   
   dollar law suits from the girls who were raped by the Hatchers during   
   their stay at the now demolished Hadley Hall. The State turned its   
   attention towards the five missing girls. Much to the State's ire, the   
   FBI stayed out of the matter because there was no proof that the missing   
   girls had been taken across state lines. The State posted rewards for   
   any information that could lead to the girls' abductors.   
      
   The posters served only to put the State under more heat but the State   
   officials had some hope. About twenty-five percent of the people   
   actually agreed with the State's position that the girls had been   
   kidnapped. But that number was nowhere near enough to swing reelection   
   for the current administration.   
      
   The State had to solve the problem and had to solve it fast. To this end   
   Hal Davis had been brought in for questioning several times. But the   
   officer in charge of the case was Anna Christensen. She simply picked up   
   Hal and took him to the station, where he had coffee and donuts with Anna.   
      
   Polly Pure had gotten over weeping about her silly error. She was now   
   livid that the girls under her supervision had not been returned. She   
   decided to pay a visit to the police station and interview Hal Davis   
   herself.   
      
   Polly entered the detectives' room of the police station and was   
   appalled when she saw Mr. Davis eating donuts and drinking coffee.   
      
   "Who's in charge here?" she asked one of the detectives.   
      
   "She is," the police detective answered, pointing to Anna.   
      
   Angrily Polly walked over to the policewoman then asked, "Why is that   
   man not in a cell?"   
      
   "What man?" Anna asked, knowing very well who Polly was referring to.   
      
   "That man," Polly answered and pointed to Hal.   
      
   "He is here under his own free will and there are no charges pending   
   against Mr. Davis."   
      
   "I am sure he has knowledge of the girls' whereabouts."   
      
   "Ms. Pure, he claims he has no idea where the girls are."   
      
   "Well, can't you use one of your famous police tricks on him?"   
      
   "Ms. Pure, I am satisfied that Mr. Davis has no idea where the girls   
   have been taken."   
      
   Anna had asked Hal once about the girls and never asked again. She had   
   made up her mind long ago that the men did the right thing in rescuing   
   the girls. She also knew that there was no way Hal would cave in to   
   pressure even if he knew where the girls were.   
      
   The way Anna saw it, she had done her job by arresting the Hatchers.   
   Even if the girls were with their grandfathers there was no better place   
   for the girls to be.   
      
   "Joe, could you take Mr. Davis home?" Anna called to one of the detectives.   
      
   "Sure." he replied.   
      
   "You're not going to let him go, are you?" Polly asked.   
      
   "We have no reason to hold him here any longer." Anna replied.   
      
   Hal stood up.   
      
   Polly was angry. She was sure that Hal knew where the girls were. She   
   charged past Anna and up to Hal Davis. "You know, don't you?"   
      
   Hal removed a fresh apple from a brown paper bag. He always brought a   
   fresh apple to the police station, hoping that Polly Pure would show up.   
      
   "Care for an apple, Ms. Pure?" he said.   
      
   "He knows. Arrest him, he knows!" Polly screeched.   
      
   "Don't like apples, Ms. Pure? How about a nice candy bar." Hal said, and   
   gave her a sly smile.   
      
   "I tell you, he knows!" Polly said louder. She hated being reminded how   
   she had enticed the starved girls to say things she wanted to hear from   
   them, using such treats.   
      
   Hal had one more treat in the bag. He pulled out a wrapped cracker and   
   offered it to the woman. "Polly want a cracker?" he asked. Ms. Pure   
   about lost it at that.   
      
   "Ready to go home now, Hal?" Joe asked.   
      
   "Yes, thank you."   
      
   "You can't let him go. He knows." Polly said with even more animation.   
      
   "Ms. Pure, if you do not calm down I will have you escorted from this   
   station." Anna warned.   
      
   Hal followed Joe.   
      
   Polly changed her tactics. "Please Mr. Davis, I just want to help the   
   girls."   
      
   Hal paid her no attention and continued to follow Joe.   
      
   "You did it, didn't you?" Polly still suspected that the girls had been   
   molested by their grandfathers.   
      
   Hal turned around, took a few steps, and then said, "The only ones who   
   molested my granddaughter were you and your Hatcher brothers. I cannot   
   help you, Ms. Pure. I have no idea where the girls are. Now if you will   
   excuse me, I have to put flowers on my seven-year-old granddaughter's   
   grave."   
      
   "That's just not fair. I didn't know, I didn't know." Polly said, and   
   started to cry.   
      
   "You should have, Ms. Pure. Here, take this, Ms. Pure. Give it to the   
   next child you want to abuse." Hal said. He took the apple and placed it   
   in Polly's hand. He turned and continued to follow the police detective   
   out the door.   
      
   Holding the apple Polly Pure dropped to her knees and began to sob.   
   After this incident Polly Pure never again bothered Hal Davis.   
      
   One month later the State offered to settle the suit, but the other   
   girls and their families refused the offer unless the grandfathers of   
   the abducted girls were granted amnesty. It took another two months   
   before the State finally agreed.   
      
   With amnesty granted, Mike and Ken finally came out of hiding. But   
   instead of returning to the Square they bought a small working ranch.   
   Hal stayed behind and sold the homes of all the guys.   
      
   His own home was the last one sold. After it was sold, he had promised   
   to join Mike and Ken at the ranch they had bought. But he was unable to   
   keep his promise. One day shortly after Hal signed the final papers   
   selling his home he went to his grand daughter's grave.   
      
   He knelt and placed flowers on her grave. Hal said a few prayers and was   
   about to get up. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest and he fell   
   on top of his granddaughter's grave. Turning his head Hal looked up and   
   he saw a vision of Sue holding out her hand to him. Trembling, Hal   
   raised his hand up towards her. It was the last thing he did.   
      
   Hal was found to be dead from what the doctors said was a heart attack,   
   but that was not the true cause of Hal Davis' death. He died from a   
   broken heart the same day his granddaughter, Sue, died after falling   
   from the rotted-out window of Hadley Hall.   
      
   He had fulfilled his promise to hold down the fort. When that was done   
   all Hal really wanted was to be with his granddaughter. His remains were   
   buried beside hers.   
      
   One day after Hal Davis died the first new owners of the guys' homes   
   moved in. Seeing another elderly woman move into the Square brought   
   great joy to the Old Bat's hard heart. Perhaps she would have a friendly   
   neighbor now.   
      
   Claudette failed to notice the woman had a husband who arrived well   
   after his wife did.   
      
      
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