Frigid Revenge: Day 17

Word Count: 102,011

Summary of Events:

After the planning meeting was finished the smaller group that Charlie had joined earlier in the day discussed things and came up with a couple more plans. At supper Oakley was approached by a very uneasy man who was willing to give Oakley money to get him out of the hotel, and didn't seem to understand that Oakley didn't want to get paid. Back in her room, waiting for a second large meeting to start, Charlie thought about what'd happened at supper . . .

Excerpt of the Day:

"She couldn't help but feel disappointed, even though she knew that they would all be gathering for a meeting in just over an hour. She would've thought that someone would've made a move on Mr. Meyer.

No, she hadn't made a move herself, but she didn't feel like it was her place, after all, Pierce was very intent on protecting her, and he was more likely to have the physical strength to take Mr. Meyer down. She doubted she weighed as much as Mr. Meyer, even though Mr. Meyer looked skinny.

All these supposedly tough guys and no one had the guts to do anything. It was horribly disappointing to say the least.

Yes, she could've shown them how it was done, being as they were all apparently cowards or something, but it'd felt wrong, and she'd been scared that no one would've come to help her, which would've led to her getting killed.

She wanted to see Mom and Dad again; to get herself killed would mean that they'd be able to see her, but she wouldn't be able to see them, and they wouldn't want to see her, necessarily, because she would be dead.

Maybe at the meeting she could take some people to task and get some answers for why no one had moved when — even though it certainly hadn't looked to have been planned — Oakley had given them a glorious opportunity to even try one of their plans.

Were they all just that curious to find out what the other plans were that they didn't want to carry one out until they heard if another was better? Or was everyone really that afraid of dying?

The hour's wait until the meeting started would be agonising, Charlie was sure, unless maybe something of an informative report appeared on the news that would distract her mind from the frustration and disappointment she felt at everyone's inaction.

There had been no shortage of plan suggestions at the meeting, and then when it came down to implementing one no one had wanted to do it. How were they going to get out of this place if everyone was just going to be cowardly like this?

Besides, Mr. Meyer's threat toward Oakley before he'd astonishingly just up and walked away made Charlie nervous that Mr. Meyer had a clue as to what they were doing, and had intent to invade their meeting somehow.

Charlie wasn't even sure if they should go ahead with the meeting, because what if Mr. Meyer knocked on the door while they were all there? What would happen? How would they all be able to hide in that room? They'd been packed into that room like sardines as it was, about all they could do was stack themselves on the bed like logs, but that could get dangerous."