Chapter Two
*The Next Day*
"FDR, am I fat?" I asked walking into our shared space. He looked at me startled.
"No, why?" he asked.
"Something Tuck's mother said," I replied. He arched his eyebrow.
"So I'm guessing last night didn't go as planned." I plopped into my seat.
"Not even close. It was a disaster. They hate me FDR. Mrs. Jones called me weak and stupid and ugly and fat and she said that I should be a stay at home mom and if I wasn't I was failure. I couldn't do anything right," I told him.
"She said that?" two voices asked. I looked up and saw Tuck. I jumped from my seat stammering.
"When?" he asked cutting through my babble.
"When we went to the bathroom," I mumbled.
"I can't believe her," he growled. I shrugged.
"It's fine. I've been called worse things," I told him with a carefree laugh. He saw right through it.
"I hope you don't believe any of those things," he said crossing his arms.
"Of course I don't believe it. It just kind of stings a bit," I conceded.
"Good," he told me. Suddenly Dick ran in.
"We have a situation," he told us. We followed him to the boss's office.
"I'm sorry to tell you this but your parents have been kidnapped Tuck," she told us. My eyes went wide. Tuck fell into a chair. She turned and pressed play on her remote. The screen behind her desk lit up to reveal masked men holding Mr. and Mrs. Jones at gunpoint.
"We want Tuck, Frank and Rayne at the harbor tomorrow at dawn. If they do not show these two people will die," one of the men said. The screen went black and I turned to Tuck.
"We have to save them," he said immediately.
"Yes but we need to do it without turning you guys in. Can you get them out before dawn?" she asked.
"Of course," I told her confidently.
"Good, we traced the camera. Here's the address," she said handing me a slip of paper. I nodded and we all left.
"Don't worry Tuck. We have a plan," I said a bit later. We had formulated a plan on the way over. It was rough but it would work.
"I know," he said. We got out and changed into the dark clothing we had brought.
"Let's go," I whispered. We separated and I crept towards the boat they were being kept. Once I got into position I waited. After a few minutes I heard a loud bang. I jumped up and ran to the boat. I heard shouts and jumped. My feet left the ground and my hands caught the railing. A second bang went off right as my body thudded into the boat. I took a moment to catch my breath before pulling myself up. I landed on the boat and looked around carefully. It was empty but I didn't let that fool me. They might be surprised that we came so fast but they wouldn't be surprised that we were trying something. I crept through the boat and finally found them. They were tied to chairs with three guys watching them. One was behind the door, I saw him in a reflection, another was in the corner and the last was standing beside Mr. Jones. I took a deep breath and bolted for the door. I slammed it fully open knocking the breath out of the man behind it. My gun was in my hand and a bullet was in both the other two men's heads before they could even move. I turned and shot the last man. I walked over to them hearing more shouts. I quickly untied them and took the tape from their mouths.
"Come with me now," I ordered shortly. They didn't protest. I led them towards the door. It had fallen a bit shut and I was almost there when it burst open. It slammed into my head and I fell back. I shook off the pain and focused. It was two more men. One lunged for me and I grabbed him in a wrist lock. With a quick practiced move I snapped his wrist while shooting the other guy.
"Come on," I said leading the way. They followed me as I slid though the boat. We made it to the plank and I saw Tuck and FDR keeping the other men distracted.
"Run to that car and get inside," I snapped at them. I had to help Tuck and FDR. I turned and movement caught my eye. A sniper was perched on the top level of the boat. My analytical brain caught the path and trajectory and knew he was aiming for Tuck.
"Tuck," I screamed bursting into action. I raced to get to him in time. My heart pumped in my chest and everything sounded distant. My too fast heartbeat was all I could hear. It pounded in my ears as I ran as fast as I could. One thought kept echoing in my brain, I can't let him die.
I heard a gunshot. I slammed into Tuck. He caught me looking startled. Searing pain suddenly exploded through my back. I gasped and everything went still.
I was staring into Tuck's eyes, his gorgeous blue grey eyes that were now wide in horror. His arms were around me and my hands were on his biceps but my grip was weak. I heard distant sounds of fighting and yelling and then there was silence.