Revenge
Scene Two: Steve Returns
Here ya go! The second chapter!
Ryan squinted into a microscope at some green chips found at multiple crime scenes. He stopped looking to rub his sore eye. He didn't want to admit that his eye sight was getting worse everyday.
Calleigh walked past the lab, getting ready to go home. She noticed him out of the corner of her eye. Smiling, she walked over to him.
"Hey," she greeted. "Are you going home?"
"Once I finish this," Ryan sighed.
"Alright. See you tomorrow."
Ryan heard Calleigh's retreating footsteps. It didn't take long for him to figure out that the green chips was paint that could be found at every place that sells paint. He wrote it down in the report and headed home. As soon as he got in, a gun was pressed against his temple. Ryan froze in place, closed his eyes, and waited for the gun to fire. He heard the safety click off and it was pressed harder against his temple.
"Look in the mirror," the person told him.
He opened his eyes and slowly moved his eyes to the rearview mirror. His eyes widened as he saw a grinning Steve. Ryan was aware that he had gotten out, but he didn't think they would stay in Miami.
Steve chuckled, "Guess you haven't forgotten me."
"How did you get out?" Ryan quietly asked.
"The three of us had months to devise the perfect escape plan."
"What do you want?"
"Tell me where my brother, Joe, and Rosita are."
"I don't know."
"Don't lie to me! Of course you do! So where are they?"
"I don't know!"
"Well they aren't with Diego's sister. And it turns out, Rosita never went to school today. You wouldn't happen to know why I can't find them, would you?"
"No. But it's probably because you escaped from prison."
Steve grunted before hitting him with the butt of the gun. Ryan groaned and rubbed the sore area. Thick rope went around his neck. Steve began to choke him. Ryan tried to fight losing consciousness.
Another short chapter. I seem to make a lot of these. I promise to make the next chapter longer.