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She's calling me back! Nikki!
"Nikki..."
'If you tell anyone, she'll die.'
That's not her. Shit. No! If you kill her YOU will die. I'll make sure of it.
'If you discuss anything I tell you, you will never find her.'
I bloody will. If it's the last thing I ever do. I will find her.
'No police. No armies. No authorities.. We have people everywhere. We'll know.'
Damn you. Tell me where she is.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
What has Nikki ever done to you? To anyone. She's never hurt anyone.
"Money? I can get money, if it's not a crazy number. I can get it to you quickly. Just tell me how much."
Because I will give you all the money I can find. All the money in the world if you give her back to me. Nothing else matters. Nothing except Nikki.
'How much can you get?'
Of course it's money. That's what it always comes down too. Money! Think of a big, random number.
"Maybe $100, 000."
'Is that all. Is that what she's worth to you?'
No, you arsehole! She's worth way more to me than money!
"No, no, no. I can get more I can get more. I just need to figure out how. There isn't much time."
Nikki doesn't have much time.
"Uh, maybe if you'll get her out of there, then..."
'It's not money.'
"Then what is it? Tell me."
I'll do ANYTHING.
'If you want to see her again, you'll do exactly what we tell you...'
"No wait,wait..."
They've gone. They've GONE! You didn't tell me what I have to do and she's running out of time!
"Shit! Shit!"
What do I do? I don't know how to save her Gustavo. He's searching outside.
"Gustavo, listen...I spoke to her, to Nikki"
She's alive. For now.
"She's underground, somewhere, in a box."
I can't believe this is happening.
Wait - he's found something.
"What is it? What have you found?"
Tell me, Gustavo. Talk to me, please.
'Just wait. It might be nothing.'
I need it to be something. I need it to be her. Come on. Tell me, just tell me.
"Tell me. What's there? What's happening? What is it? What can you see?"
Can you see Nikki?
'It's wood. It's a wooden box.'
"Please...please..."
Please let it be her. Please let it be Nikki. I need her back. I need her safe. I'll do anything. It HAS to be her.
"Is she ok?"
Please.
'Forget it. It's not her.'
Shit. It has to be.
"What do you mean? Is it a body?"
As long as it's not her body - I need her back alive.
'It's no one. It's gums.'
Damn. Shit. I need you safe, Nikki, but I know you're not.
Clarissa's doing what she can in London, but it's not much. Thomas is on the way but Nikki will be dead before he arrives. I'm on my own and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to save her.
'I told you, you won't find her...'
Arsehole.
"You piece of shit...We'll go. We'll...We'll leave this place. Whatever. Whatever you say. What do you want?"
Please just give me Nikki back. I'll take her away from here and let you get on with it. Whatever IT is. Anything. Please just let me take her home. Alive.
'There's a man being held at the regional Police Headquarters. You have access to that man. Get him out. Deliver him to us. El Buitre. Or she will die in there.'
Oh shit! Now I understand. 'Love is weakness'. That's what Gustavo told Nikki. They found my weakness. They took her to make me co-operate and now my beautiful Nikki is going to die, afraid and alone if I can't find a way to break a dangerous prisoner - a murderer out of jail. I want to cry. Scream. Gustavo was right. But I can't cry because I'll never stop. So I'll laugh instead. Nothing about this is remotely funny, but I can't cry. Anything else though. Throw the phone across the floor. Kick the walls as hard as I can. but I won't cry. She's not dead yet. Oh shit, have I broken the phone? I can't break the phone. It's my only link to Nikki.
Buried. She's buried. People have got out of worse predicaments. Have they? They must have. Internet. Ways to escape being buried alive. There must be something.