Disclaimer in chapter 1. I'm hopin' on closing this story soon, and beginning the next in the family series, tell if they're going a little fast.
When Cheyenne woke up she was strongly uncomfortable. She could hear the voices and footsteps above. She shifted her position on the cot. How long had she been asleep, there was no clock. The babies kicked within, and morning sickness began to set in. The footsteps drew closer to the top of the steps and a set of boots descended down the steps. Cheyenne wished she could throw up all over who ever this man is. He paused at the foot of the steps, Cheyenne shifted uncomfortably though she couldn't see his eyes she knew they were concentrated on her.
"You will be going home soon, they took the deal, as soon as we have the money and the guaranteed safe passage you'll be free to go." Cheyenne didn't say a word or show any emotion. The man returned back to the upper floor, without another word.
Time passed and this time two men came down stairs both had a gun and gestured for Cheyenne to get up and follow them. Cheyenne walked up the steps, it took awhile for her eyes to adjust to the bright light.
"Let's go." Spoke the man that Cheyenne could of sworn was the man that spoke to her down in the basement. They got in a van and drove down the road, Cheyenne sat silently watching the world pass by.
"Please let me get back to Steve, safe." There was a lot of twist and turns and when they finally arrived at the rondevou point Cheyenne could spot Steve and her uncle standing in the middle of the alley with a briefcase in hand. She was pushed out of with the barrel of a gun, Cheyenne held her breath. Steve stood emotionless when he saw Cheyenne being urged out of the van with a gun anger flashed in his eyes.
"I love you." Cheyenne mouthed.
"The money." One of the men snapped. Steve brought over the suitcase and opened it up.
"It's real you can go ahead and check." Steve assured. Cheyenne held her breath as the man accepted the suitcase, and his men inspected the bills. "And as soon as you turn over Mrs. Sloan your free to go." The man looked over at his men inspecting the bills, then at Steve, the captain, and Cheyenne. His eyes set in deep concentration.