A.N: Sorry for the wait, my life's been hell and writers block has gripped me hard. (thats what she said XD) Anyway, we get a taste of the bad guys in this chapter and the beginning of Wendy's spiral toward the bottom.
The bank wasn't crowded when I got there but there was a line of about 5 people; they only had one teller. When it was my turn up at the desk, the teller looked rather work worn.
"What do you need?"
"I'd like a withdraw please." I said as politely as I could and handed her my slip.
"You aint from around here are ya'?"
"No I'm not, I'm from London. Hey, could I get my 20 in two fives and a ten please?"
"Sure, no wonder, you talk like Britt, here ya' go five and five is ten and ten is twenty. Have a nice day." The teller handed me my money and my receipt and I walked out of the bank. I saw the shadow thing again and next think I knew I heard some screaming and a man asking for money.
"Alright, I want all the money here and I want it now! Don't make me wait, I have several guns on me and I'm not afraid to shoot!" The teller nodded at him and gave him all of the money in the drawer. "You there callin' the police, drop the phone or I shoot!" The man had a pistol pointed at a woman's face, she dropped the phone and he lowered his gun. "Now, I want all of you to give me your addresses so if I hear of someone callin' the police over this I can get someone to dispose of you!" The man got a piece of paper with around 7 names and addresses; he put all the money he had gotten into a laptop bag, walked out of the bank and walked right towards me. I tried backing up around the corner but he saw me first. He strode over to me, grabbed my arms and took me to an alley.
"You see anything in there girly?"
"N-no." I gulped. I tried to get away from his grasp but he held firm.
"Do you know of a James Hook?" He glared at me.
"W-why do y-you want t-to k-know?" I spluttered.
"Do, you, know, of, a, James Hook?" He gritted his teeth, shaking me at each word. I was stuck in between a rock and a hard place, I didn't want to get my ass killed by this man because I lied and I didn't want to sell out my friend.
"N-n-no I don't." I squeaked. He let me go and grabbed a rope from the laptop bag at his waist.
"Alright, I know your lying to me, so untill I get the right answer your not goin' anywhere." I got the first good look at this man. He was about 5"9' with slightly tanned skin. He had buffed muscles and short sandy brown hair. His brown eyes continued to stare at me as he tied the rope around my torso, arms, legs and feet. "Now, give me the truth you little bitch." He slapped my face and I screamed.
"I-I d-d-don't k-know w-what you're t-talking about!"
"To hell you don't!" He slapped me again and I screamed again, he drew blood from my nose this time. "I will break your face open if you don't tell me!"
"Ok, ok, y-y-y-yes." It was hard to talk with blood draining into my mouth. He had broken my nose and almost knocked me out with his backhand. I told him he was related to one of my clients and he dropped her off once and he believed me, usually I'm a horrible liar.
"Damn it, the boss isn't going to be happy about this. He's going to be fucking pissed as hell and I'm goin' to take the brunt of the punishment. Damn it all!" He swore loudly. "Alright girly, you aint going nowhere, I'm going to leave you here to suffer just like I will later because it's your fault not getting me the info I needed." He tied the other end of the rope to a pipe running down the length of the wall and grabbed the piece of paper and a pen. "Gimme your name and address, I want to keep tabs on you."
"U-u-umm, 287 47th street, a-a-apartment 6-6 C." I spluttered out, blood showered on my nice blouse from my mouth.
"Thank ye, bitch, I'm gunna keep my eye on you and If we hear about the police being called, you'll be as dead as the rest of them. Understand?" I nodded vigorously as he shoved the pen and paper back into the zippered black bag on his shoulder. He glared at me and walked out of the alley, just as he rounded the corner the world around me hazed and went black.
