~ Cammie's POV ~ As she opened her eyes a talk dark figure stood in the doorway. He stood there for a while without moving before he cracked his neck and nuckles. "Ready to tell us yet, Cameron" "Maybe if I knew what you were talking about I would... " *fffwwaaaccckkkk!* A camera flashed infront of her as she screamed in pain. "Wrong answer!" She didn't recognise him, the man that stood before her. He had dark hair with matching eyes and a shaggy stubble with an olive skintone. Almost like Mr Solomone, but not Mr Solomon, he suited the scruffy beard more. She thought to herself. As he grabbed a stool from the corner and sat on it she ground her teeth. "Miss Morgan, I like you. You remind me of you father. So lets get down to business and maybe we won't go down that road" As he said so her heart beat exelled and her nostrells flaired. "Who's names were on the list, Miss Morgan, this is the last time i.. don't make me beat it out of you" she stood still, staring at the wall asif nobody had said anything. He plced his thumb on her lips, resting her chin on his fist as he slowly pulled his thumb don bringing her lip with it, the way Zach used to, as he whispered in her ear "Don't make me ruin that precious, little face." He wacked her again, sending her down to the floor, his ring left an inprint on her face. As she stood up whipping the blood from her face a kick from behind angled to hit her behind knee sent her back down again. She wanted t stand up and fight back. She wanted to use all her rage, all her hope and kill them, ending the circle for ever. But she knew she couldn't. They had the upper hand. The was no saying how many men Cathrine had awaiting her. Another kick raped her side, cracking Cammies ribs leaving her coughing up blood on her hands and knees. As the door swung open and an overly familiar voice said "Wait, don't kill her yet. She maybe useful." Cathrine said, hand on hip. "Sheww!" "yes ma'am" he said as he scurried out of the room. Cammie watched and wrinkled her nose as the brutal man who had attacked her was scared of a woman barely five foot.
"Soo darling, no wedding invite?" Cathrine said circling her. "No need to be shy, we're practically family" "WE... will never be family" "Who are you talking about, you and Zach or you and my unborn grandchild?" she said all smug with the same smirk as Zach only made of pure evil. "I.. " she cleared her throat of blood again " I'm not.. pregnant?" "Ahahahahahaha... oh but you are hunny, the only thing you have eaten in 3 days is a slice of buttered bread and look at your hips. It's unhealthy you simply must eat the food we give to you." "So is you beating me half to death, leaving me alive only so you can re-beat me the next day." "If you were a good girl you could be on a plane back to Roseville right now." Cammie didn't listn all she could think about was if Cathrine, the pathalogical liar, was maybe right about her being pregnant. " " I'm right you know Cameron, you don't need to sit there wondering how I know. Just ask." Cammie licked her lips and looked around the room as a sudden chill ran down her back. "How. How do you know then Cathrine, amuse me." "It's quite funny actually while you were out last night we took you up for a scan to see if you had anything hidden inside your body. I know it may sound odd to you but there once was a man who swore he had never heard of a microchip we wanted, it turned out it was inside his left shoulder the whole time." "And this list... you thought i might have stuck inside my womb?" She spat out in a sarcastic manner. "Here, we thought you may want a picture to prove your not alone in this.. room, at night." Only as Cammie looked down she choked on her own breathe as what lay in her hands was not a baby scan. But a photo of her farther being tortured ten years earlier. "Is there a problem?" cammie didn't answer. She sat there in shock. "Oh, hehe , wrong photo here. I just keep that one on me at all times, you know for happy memories."
As Camme looked down at the less upsetting photo she wanted nothing more than to curl up in hr fiance's arm and go to sleep. "As a warning Cameron, don't let that be you. If want to get out of here, I suggest you tell me what was on that list or tell me where i can find it." "BUT I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT!" She screamed in desparation. "I want my grandchild healthy, Cameron, and since you refuse to eat there will be a doctor here shortly"
"Your grandchild, you don't even care for your own son!" "He was a disappointment! He wanted nothing to do with the family business!" "Neither will this child, at the rate your men are going it's probably dead!"
Catherine turned around to walk away when the door swung open and the thug from before walked in and whispered something in Catherines ear before she glance back and scowlled.
~ Catherine's POV ~ Daniel swung the door open and whispered close into her ear "We've been hacked, the database, someone at Langley. Any suggestions who?" she took a rather large deep breathe out before growlling "Elizabeth Sutton".
