The men threw Jeff into a cold damp basement of a large house. There was nothing, but a non-covered matress sitting on the ground in the middle of the room.
They opened the door and threw his suitcase at him, "We took out your cellphone, and beeper, in case your wondering."
Jeff laid down on the mattress, looking up at the spinning ceiling. He close his eyes. Would anybody know he was gone? He had made it somewhat of a ritual of going to the hotel and going straight to sleep, and he was too grumpy to wake up, so no one ever tried. He heard the distint sound of a sliding lock close.
Trish heard the car stop, and felt a cold hand grip her around wrist, and drug her out of the cab. She hit the ground with a thud, and laid there in a ball, she didn't plan on making this easy for them.
The man grabbed her around the waist, and carried her into the large house. She watched as he carried her to a door with four chain locks, a deadbolt, and a slide lock. He unlocked all of them and opened the door.
Jeff lifted his head when he heard the door open. He saw a man throw Trish into the room, she fell down the six stairs, and landed in a heap.
"I'll be back for some fun later, baby," the man laughed cruelly, and closed, and locked the door behind him.
"Trish?" Jeff ran over to her, and helped her up, he relized that they knocked her out. He eazily picked her up, and laid her on the bed.
Slowly she came around, and blinked up at him, "Where, am I? Jeff?"
"I'm here, but I have no idea where we are, all I know is that we are in a basement," he sat down next to her, and held her head up.
"I'm fine, Jeff, thanks," she pushed him away.
He raised his eyebrow at her, giving her a 'I thought you liked me' look.
"Sorry, I'm so scared though, Jeff, they're going to, they're go to," she broke down in tears, she couldn't say it, she couldn't, she mouthed the words, and pointed to her chest, "me, Jeff, they can't, they can't," she broke down in sobs.
Jeff rubbed her back. Never in a million years did he expect to feel close to Trish. They were never on the same level, she just wasn't the kind of person that he went for, but, then again, he had never really tried to get to know her.
The door opened again. Jeff wrapped Trish into his arms, trying to hide her.
"We called Vince, Matt, and Amy, they have 'til 8 o'clock Sunday night to pay 2 million dollars ransom," one of the men that took Jeff stood at the door, he threw a loaf of bread, and a bottle of water.
Trish pulled herself together, walked over to pick up the food.
"Wonder how long that's surpossed to last us?" Jeff asked, looking at the little amount of supplies they had.
"Well, we need to conserve," Trish took the bread, and pulled two small chunks off, and threw one of them to Jeff. He caught it, and looked up at her. She sat Indian-style across from him, and they ate their small amout of food they had in their hands.
She laid back on the mattress, and sighed, "Well, now I wish I'd eaten lunch." She looked around the bare room that they were in, "Um, Jeff?"
"Yeah?" he looked up at her.
"Where the hell is the bathroom?"
"Don't think we have one," he laughed.
"They couldn't have waited one more day," she growled.
"Oh shit, sorry Trish," Jeff destpritly held back a smirk.
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They opened the door and threw his suitcase at him, "We took out your cellphone, and beeper, in case your wondering."
Jeff laid down on the mattress, looking up at the spinning ceiling. He close his eyes. Would anybody know he was gone? He had made it somewhat of a ritual of going to the hotel and going straight to sleep, and he was too grumpy to wake up, so no one ever tried. He heard the distint sound of a sliding lock close.
Trish heard the car stop, and felt a cold hand grip her around wrist, and drug her out of the cab. She hit the ground with a thud, and laid there in a ball, she didn't plan on making this easy for them.
The man grabbed her around the waist, and carried her into the large house. She watched as he carried her to a door with four chain locks, a deadbolt, and a slide lock. He unlocked all of them and opened the door.
Jeff lifted his head when he heard the door open. He saw a man throw Trish into the room, she fell down the six stairs, and landed in a heap.
"I'll be back for some fun later, baby," the man laughed cruelly, and closed, and locked the door behind him.
"Trish?" Jeff ran over to her, and helped her up, he relized that they knocked her out. He eazily picked her up, and laid her on the bed.
Slowly she came around, and blinked up at him, "Where, am I? Jeff?"
"I'm here, but I have no idea where we are, all I know is that we are in a basement," he sat down next to her, and held her head up.
"I'm fine, Jeff, thanks," she pushed him away.
He raised his eyebrow at her, giving her a 'I thought you liked me' look.
"Sorry, I'm so scared though, Jeff, they're going to, they're go to," she broke down in tears, she couldn't say it, she couldn't, she mouthed the words, and pointed to her chest, "me, Jeff, they can't, they can't," she broke down in sobs.
Jeff rubbed her back. Never in a million years did he expect to feel close to Trish. They were never on the same level, she just wasn't the kind of person that he went for, but, then again, he had never really tried to get to know her.
The door opened again. Jeff wrapped Trish into his arms, trying to hide her.
"We called Vince, Matt, and Amy, they have 'til 8 o'clock Sunday night to pay 2 million dollars ransom," one of the men that took Jeff stood at the door, he threw a loaf of bread, and a bottle of water.
Trish pulled herself together, walked over to pick up the food.
"Wonder how long that's surpossed to last us?" Jeff asked, looking at the little amount of supplies they had.
"Well, we need to conserve," Trish took the bread, and pulled two small chunks off, and threw one of them to Jeff. He caught it, and looked up at her. She sat Indian-style across from him, and they ate their small amout of food they had in their hands.
She laid back on the mattress, and sighed, "Well, now I wish I'd eaten lunch." She looked around the bare room that they were in, "Um, Jeff?"
"Yeah?" he looked up at her.
"Where the hell is the bathroom?"
"Don't think we have one," he laughed.
"They couldn't have waited one more day," she growled.
"Oh shit, sorry Trish," Jeff destpritly held back a smirk.
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