"Hey, Katie, I've got news I've found Jan-"She was cut off by Katie's worried voice.
"Help me, Parker."
"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Are you crying?" Parker's happy, bubbly voice changed to a protective snarl.
" The men that tried to kidnap me have followed us to Golden Corral. Elliot is inside, fighting one of them." Suddenly, She felt warm , stale, breath on the back of her neck. She looked behind her, and her eyes met the steel grey eyes of a hit man. "Hey, Parker? Do you remember the movie that we watched last night? When the killer was in the backseat?" She hoped that Parker would notice the clue. She did.
"Katie, don't call the police. Wait until you see the team van pulls up. Don't worry." Parker's voice became frightened, as she heard Katie whimper in pain.
"Parker?" Katie said, her voice barely a whisper.
"I'm still here."
"Hurry. Please, Tell Elliot-" She gasped, and cut off suddenly.
"Katie? Katie? Are you alright?" Parker shouted into the phone, as she dashed around the room, throwing thing into bags.
"What's going on," Sophie and Hardison asked at the same time.
"Katie. She's in trouble." Parker gasped, as Hardison gently took the keys from her hand.
"Let's go. I'll drive, you shouldn't be behind the wheel."
"Come on Parker." Sophie walked with them out to the sleek black team van.
"Let's go save Katie."