"What the hell do you mean I cant file a missing persons report!? You fuckers! No! I dont know how long shes been missing! No one's seen her since-I dont care! I'll fucking talk however I damn well wanna fuck-Lemme alone Ada" Dakota's tirade was cut short as Adam pulled the phone from her hand, passing it off to Jacob. \
"Dakota, hun, calm down. It doesnt help if you swear at the people who are trying to find her." The male wrapped his arms around his wife, head resting atop streaked bronzed locks.
"You bastard! Let me go! NOW!" Paris raged, struggling violently against her restraints. The darkness had made her eyes accute to picking up the forms of others, and though the damp air had stiffened her joints and muscles, blood pouring from numerous cuts and welts over her body, she still fought.
"Shut up you bitch!" Jason raised his hand, bringing it down hard across the female's face. The stinging sensation only fuelled Paris' fury. One of the cords around her ankle broke, and her struggle was renewed. The others broke, and her foot came up violently.
Jason fell to the ground, clutching his groin. "Damn it! You fucking whore!" The dark haired male screamed, rolling on the ground. "Kevin! Get your fucking ass down her and tie the bitch up!"
"Kota! Calm down! We'll find her, even if I have to turn all of Chicago upside down!" AJ screamed, while Adam held the struggling woman. One of the beds lay in ruin, while Jacob had pulled the phone as far as he could from the frantic woman. Jeff stood between the phone and Dakota.
"Those bastards! I want Paris back! I want my daughter back you ass holes!" Her yells flowed through the entire hotel complex, through the phone to the police operator on the other line. "I just want Paris back..."
"Dakota, hun, calm down. It doesnt help if you swear at the people who are trying to find her." The male wrapped his arms around his wife, head resting atop streaked bronzed locks.
"You bastard! Let me go! NOW!" Paris raged, struggling violently against her restraints. The darkness had made her eyes accute to picking up the forms of others, and though the damp air had stiffened her joints and muscles, blood pouring from numerous cuts and welts over her body, she still fought.
"Shut up you bitch!" Jason raised his hand, bringing it down hard across the female's face. The stinging sensation only fuelled Paris' fury. One of the cords around her ankle broke, and her struggle was renewed. The others broke, and her foot came up violently.
Jason fell to the ground, clutching his groin. "Damn it! You fucking whore!" The dark haired male screamed, rolling on the ground. "Kevin! Get your fucking ass down her and tie the bitch up!"
"Kota! Calm down! We'll find her, even if I have to turn all of Chicago upside down!" AJ screamed, while Adam held the struggling woman. One of the beds lay in ruin, while Jacob had pulled the phone as far as he could from the frantic woman. Jeff stood between the phone and Dakota.
"Those bastards! I want Paris back! I want my daughter back you ass holes!" Her yells flowed through the entire hotel complex, through the phone to the police operator on the other line. "I just want Paris back..."