Chapter 12
"I'm sick of waiting around for Jackson." The chucky women said.
Jeff stared at Mindy when she that and snapped at her, "Shut up. We're lucky to even have him doing this. Have you heard what he has done? I heard he killed three men with one bullets. Without a gun!"
James stared at the two of them and rolled his eyes, "That's a lie."
"I don't know. He did seem a little. . . . Psycho when we met him." Jeff said.
"Of course, with his pass." James said.
"Yeah, killing three men with one bullet." Jeff said. Jeff was the youngest and the group and believed anything that he heard.
"Shut up Jeff, that's not true." Mindy said.
"I heard that he quit doing this job to have a family." James smirked. James was like the leader of the group. He was bold. He was a barred chest.
Mindy and Jeff both stared, "And?"
"I heard that he's family was killed."
"Really? He doesn't seem like he could have a family. I mean, he is handsome, but why would anyone date a killer like him? Did the wife even know about his pass?" Mindy said.
James shook his large head, "No, she knew. Hell, I heard that he even tried to killer her a few times."
"Wow, cool." Jeff said.
Mindy rolled his eyes, "But what is taking them so long? And what's taking T.J. so long?"
Speaking of the devil, T.J. walked into the room. T.J. was about six feet tall with blond hair and gray eyes.
"I think we should do it tonight. Just tell the family that we have the dumb girl."
"No. They would want to hear her voice." Mindy said giving him the you idiot look.
"We will do it when we get the girl." James said.
I wound kill them all right now, but I still need them. After we get the money. Yeah, when we all get our share, that's when I will do it. James thought to himself. Like he was going to share any of his money. His hard work! Bullshit! It was his idea. They were all rookies. Maybe he couldn't kill Jackson. He was pretty good at this stuff. He wound have to watch his back for Jackson.
"T.J., get the girls room ready. Their coming in the morning." James ordered T. J.
"Make Mindy do it."
"Make Jeff do it."
"I don't wanna do it."
"SHUT UP! Someone just go fuckin do it!" James yelled.
Jeff was the one who had to make up Debby's room. It was the smallest room in the warehouse. It had one tiny window in it that let in some sunlight. It seem depressing if you asked him.
Debby opened her eyes. How did she get in the car? She was just in bed, but now she was in the car. Jackson must have carried her out. She looked at the clock. It was 4:00. . . . in the morning. Why were they up this early? She looked outside, it was still dark.
"You may want to get back to sleep. We still have a long ways to go." Jackson said.
Debby stared at him and nodded. She tried to close her eyes, but she wasn't going to sleep. She peeked open her eyes. She saw the street lights going by. And the other cars going by that made time slow down somehow.
MMM, I wonder how your dad is? Oh, he probably doesn't even care about you being a hostage.
Do you think so?
Oh yeah, I mean, you hear anything about him trying to give a reward out for you? Like a dog?
Debby giggled to herself.
Hey, why are you laughing.
Because you are wrong.
What ever you want to think.
Jackson stared at her. She was talking to him again. She didn't seem so mad this time. He wonder what this Jack person sounded like to Debby. He looked at the road. They were crossing a bridge.
He wondered if he was doing the right thing. Debby was a hostage and he had to deliver the package. Still, if felt wrong. Maybe it was because she looked like Hope. Black hair, fair skin, tiny and had scared eyes. Debby dressed like this rebel I-don't-give-a-shit-about-anything look, yet she was scared. He knew what fear looked like. She looked scared before they met. She had a thing talking to her, so of course she had to be scared. Jackson thought it was scary, a voice talking to you inside your head.
He didn't want to give her to the people that wanted her for the money. He wanted her for himself. It sounded weird and prevented, but he wanted to take care of Debby, as if she was his own child. It was a hard feeling to describe, but that's how he felt. He didn't know if it's just because she looked like Hope, or she needed something to care for her.
She is a hostage. . . . you can't get to close to your hostage, or bad things happen.
He wanted to turn around from New York and head out somewhere.
STOP IT JACKSON!
He sighed. He pulled over. Debby didn't notice, she was actually asleep by this time.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU HAVE TO STOP CARING FOR THIS KID! YOU CANT . . . .YOU CANT. . . . YOU CANT DO THIS! DRIVE YOUR ASS TO NEW YORK RIGHT NOW!
Jackson grabbed his hair and pulled it. He slapped both his hands on his eyes. He wanted to jump off the bridge. Well there was a bridge behind them.
Jackson got out of the car. He slammed the door, which woke Debby up. Jackson looked out to the water. He breathed in the fresh air. Dumb fresh air. Debby looked around. She noticed that Jackson didn't handcuff her this time. She looked out the car and to Jackson. What was he doing?
Jackson lowered his head. What was he going to do?
"Jackson?" Debby asked. He turned around. Debby was out of the car. Shit! He run to caught her, but she stood her ground.
When he got close either he said, "You should of run."
"Well, I was too scared to run . . . you know. . . you end up getting me anyway." Debby said. Plus she was too sleepy to even stand. She felt really weak and started to feel shaky.
"You still could have tried."
"I don't feel good." She said.
"How do you feel?" he said putting a hand to her forehead. She jumped back. In that tiny reaction she head against, Jackson knew that's way he couldn't have taken care of her.
"Don't touch me!" She screamed.
"Wait, what?" Jackson asked sounding a little hurt.
"I said don't touch me." She said. She was confused.
"Who are you?" She asked looking at him.
"What are you talking about? You know who I am."
"Where am I? I don't get it, who am I?" She was really confused. He could see it in her eyes.
Jackson got closer, "Debby."
"Who the hell is Debby!" She screamed. She stared to cough.
"Debby."
She fell to her knees with her hand over her mouth. Jackson knelt down.
"Debby. . "
She passed out.
"Debby?" He said shaking her.
Shit!
