" naw I'll be fine brohoss. It's not that far of a walk. "
"You sure I can swing by and get you."
"I'm sure. But you can make dinner! I'm thinking that Cajun chicken pasta!"
"Yeah yeah alright. I'll see you soon sis."
The woman hung up the phone. She smiled. She had met jae when she was about 23. He was 22. They bonded easily and had been best friends since. They were each other's rock. They moved in together shortly after. Now at almost 27 and 26 they were close as could be.
Everything had been perfect. But nice things never last for them.
She hummed a song on her phone. Not paying attention to the van that had been following her.
"I'll pick up monsters and soda.:)" she sent the text.
Before she could open the response she felt arms around her. A hand over her mouth. She was easily picked up.
"Stop or this gets worse." A deep
Voice.
She stopped struggling enough. The ropes weren't tied as tight. She chalked it up
To a win.
"Now... I'm going to move my hand. Scream and I'll cut your tongue out."
She nodded. He removed his hand and moved in front of her. She smirked at him before spitting in his face.
She expected the hit that followed. She ran her tongue over her split lip.
" hit like a bitch." She mumbled.
" Dave deal with her before I kill her."
She rolled her eyes. Dave was bigger. But this other guy looked crazy. She shrugged.
She sat back her hands working on the knots of the rope. Eyes closed.
She thought of the classes she had taken. Jae had made her take self defense classes. She silently thanked him.
"Where's her phone. "
"Don't know Randy."
Randy. It fit him.
"Left hoodie pocket." She answered.
The men looked at her oddly for giving it up.
"Who's jae?"
"Brother."
"Will he be worried?"
"Always is."
"Older?"
"Younger."
She heard the phone ring and jaes voice.
"Where are you?"
"Now we can't tell you that. But what we can tell you is this. What you need to do if you want to see her alive again."
She heard jae yelling.
"Temper. Don't make me hurt her. Here's what we need you to do. I'm going to text you an address. Go there at 9. Ask for an Ambrose. And tell him... " he paused gripping her hair right making her whimper in pain. " we have what he wants. He'll know what to do after that."
With that Randy ended the call.
