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As the boat came to a complete stop, James took Carla by the arm and lead her off the boat. As they reached the harbour, Carla had to resist all temptation to run and try to make an escape but James' words from earlier we're stopping her from doing so. James had forced her to wear a scarf around her neck which was able to cover part of her face as well as huge sunglasses to try to hide her identity.

"Here put this on" he said, handing Carla a jacket with a hood.

"Are you serious?! It's about thirty degrees, do you see anyone wearing a coat? Do you want to look any more suspicious?! You'd be aswell putting a sign above my head saying "kidnapped"."

"Alright that's enough" James snapped, putting the jacket into his large rucksack and grabbing Carla by the wrist.

"Remember what I said" James warned, "don't make a scene".

Carla nodded and kept her head down, following him through the crowd of people. There were a few opportunities where she thought she could make an escape but she didn't dare after James had threatened her to tell Frank. She kept her eyes fixed to the ground as they made their way across the harbour where she was bundled into a waiting car. James got into the front with the driver and Carla was in the back with a black screen put up between the back seats and the front. She took this opportunity of being alone to look out of the car window and observe her surroundings trying to work out where she was. There were rows upon rows of houses followed by some market stalls. In the distance, she could see a red and yellow flag waving in the gentle breeze, making her realise she was in Spain. That immediately made her feel a bit better as she realised she could have been a lot further away from home. She had narrowed it down to a particular country, she now had to work out exactly where she was. Now that she knew roughly where she was, she had this new found determination to escape. Frank had seemed to take her to a fairly populated area so she wasn't in the middle of nowhere, not yet anyway, and she had made her mind up that she wasn't going to let Frank beat her. She was going to get out of this mess and back home. She knew it would be difficult and she would have to face him at some point but she would have to be strong.

Back in Weatherfield, Peter had just been informed he was well enough to go home after only experiencing minor concussion and was being discharged from hospital. Ken and Deirdre had just arrived to pick him up and the three of them were walking out to the car.

"I'm so glad to be out of that place, I was only there for a day and it was awful"

"Yeah I know love, hospitals aren't the best places to spend the day" Deirdre laughed, "but the important thing is your alright and now you can get home"

"Have you heard anything about Carla?" Ken asked,

"Michelle's given the police photos and a description and everything and they said they'd let us know if they find anything that might tell us where she is."

"Well let's hope they find her soon" Deirdre said sympathetically.

Back in Weatherfield, in the Rover's, Michelle was pacing up and down the back room, clutching her mobile in her hand.

"Michelle, babe, can you sit down, your making me nervous, you'll ware the floor away if you keep pacing like that" Steve said,

"Shut up Steve!" Michelle snapped,

"Sorry" Steve apologised, "look I know this isn't easy for you but I'm sure the police will find her"

"And what if they don't?!" Michelle asked,

"They will" Steve tried to reassure her,

"How do you know that Steve?! She could be anywhere on the earth right now, we don't even know whether she's dead or alive" Michelle shouted, tears forming in her eyes, "that monster took her from the safety of that flat and I need her back Steve. I need my best friend back" Michelle shouted, breaking down in tears and throwing herself onto the sofa.

"Come here, it's alright" Steve said, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into a right embrace. Their moment was interrupted by Michelle's phone vibrating and she rushed to check it.

"Was that the police?!" Steve asked, hoping they had some answers.

"No, Peter. He's been discharged from hospital and on his way back"

"Well that's good" Steve said,

"Yeah, he said he gave a statement before he left the hospital so hopefully that'll help. We should go over to Peter's flat and decide what we're going to do because I can't sit around here doing nothing." Michelle said, getting up and putting her shoes on.

"Yeah come on then" Steve said, following her out the pub.

Back in Spain, Carla had now been in the car for at least an hour, still with no contact with the two men in the front seat so she continued to gaze out of the window at what was around her. She was now out of the busy town and was approaching a run down and desolate area. There were no people around and eventually the car came to a stop outside a block of old appartments in the middle of nowhere. This it it, Carla thought as she braced herself for the torture that was about to come. Although she thought herself lucky that she was able to see out the car windown on the way there and know roughly the way back out of this area. James obviously wasn't as smart as he thought he was. Carla took a deep breath to steady her nerves as the car door opened and she was once again face to face with James.

"We're here" James said bluntly, opening the door wider, gesturing for Carla to get out. Carla did as he asked, following him to the door of the block of appartments. He pressed a buzzer and before long, Frank's voice came through the other intercom.

"Frank, I have someone for you" James said cruelly, smirking at Carla, watching her whole body tremble at the sound of his voice.

"Great, I'll open the door" Frank said, and the line went dead as the main door unlocked and allowed them to enter. Each step for Carla was slow as she unwillingly dragged herself up the stairs, wanting the walk to be as long as possible to avoid Frank.

"Hurry up will you, Frank's waiting" James said, grabbing her and pulling her along, causing her to walk faster. They came to an apartment door on the second floor and James knocked on it. Within seconds, Frank opened the door, smirking cruelly at Carla who was now shaking violently, tears forming in her eyes.

"Enjoy" James said, pushing Carla forwards into Frank's arms and turning on his heel and leaving.

"James, before you go, has she been a good girl?" Frank asked,

Carla looked at James, silently begging him to say yes, dreading the punishment she would receive if he said no. The few seconds she waited for him to answer seemed like minutes and James eventually replied.

"She has" he said, winking at Carla.

"Thanks, you'll be richly rewarded for your troubles" Frank said smugly, "now off you go, I've got some unfinished business to deal with" Frank said, tightening his grip on Carla's shoulders and guiding her inside before closing the door.

"Carla, how lovely to see you again"

Coming up in the next few chapters:

How will Carla react in the hands of Frank and what does he have planned for her?

The police manage to find some information to help them find Carla but will it be enough to bring her home safely?

Peter struggles to cope with the fact that Carla has been taken and feels guilty..

How will the factory workers react to the news of their boss's disappearance and will Michelle be able to cope with running the factory while her best friend is missing?

Hope you like the sound of what's coming up!

Please review :)