"'Ello? Yea, we're here. Bloody vixen, she is. Has a good right hook." the man scowled into the phone. "We're not going anywhere."
"Don't forget to have him bring us some food." the other man yelled, "I'm hungry."
"You'll be more than that after I get through with you!" the woman tied to chair hissed, "You'll be so loved in prison."
"Gag her, will you!" the man on the phone growled, "Hurry up and get here so we can get rid of her."
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"Mr. Robertson, you're daughter has been taken to your residence."
"Good, good." Carlos smiled. He's waited for this moment for years. He didn't blame his daughter for what happened five years ago. His bitch of an ex-wife thought she could keep his daughter from him and lie about what he did for a living. Then those bastards from MI-5 and the CIA used his daughter to get to him. He showed them.
He had the agents involved killed, well most of them. Frank Donovan was the only one left. He'd enjoy watching him die. He'd enjoy seeing Donovan's reaction as Williamson kills him. It was nice to know one of MI-5's best spies has his price to be bought.
It wasn't as hard as he thought to buy Williamson. With an ex-wife and child to support, it was easy money. Not to mention the hate they had for each other. Williamson was the reason Frank Donovan's wife left him.
Robertson slowly got out of his chair and picked up the picture that was taken of his daughter five years ago. Ramona thought she was smart by remarrying and changing Lily's last name. It took him a few years, but it wasn't hard to track down.
Lily Romano was his daughter and he had the DNA test to prove it.
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Jason rubbed the back of his head as he walked down the hallway. He could hear the woman screaming at the top of her lungs. He shook his head and wished for some aspirin.
"When I get out of this chair, you'll wish you were never born!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Your limey arses will be kick back to Britain and around the world!"
"Will you please stop screaming?" the man asked, trying to watch the tv.
"Screaming?" she shrieked, "You haven't heard me scream yet!"
"I told ya not to take the gag out," the other man sighed.
"Bloody hell!" Jason yelled walking into the room, "She sounds like a bleedin' banshee. Can't ya shut the harpy up?"
"Harpy?" she growled, "Honey, untie me so I can kick your ass!"
Jason pulled a chair up to her and sat down. "Now that would be an interesting time," Jason smiled, "but we have some business to discuss."
"We have no business." she spat out.
"Oh, we do." Jason replied, taking out his cell phone. "I need you to make a phone call for me. But before ya do, I need to explain the rules to you."
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"Cody, do you have her signal or not?" Donovan growled, pulling the van onto the LIE.
"Just keep going in this direction." Cody replied, between bites of his food, "She finally stopped moving."
"Donovan!" he barked into his cell phone.
"Well, mate," Jason drawled into Donovan's ear, "you probably thought you wouldn't 'ear from me."
"Jason, I don't have time for games." Donovan bit out.
"How did super spy get your cell number?" Alex asked.
"Frank, now I'm only going to do this once," Jason replied, "and I'm only going to ask nice this one time."
"What is it Jason?" he barked.
"Stop trying to find Lily." Jason said.
"And if I don't?" Donovan asked.
"Then risk losing everything." Jason replied.
"Risk everything?" Donovan laughed, "Jason, go play games with someone else."
"I do have an ace up me sleeve, mate." Jason warned.
"Then you better play it." Donovan challenged.
"Can't say I didn't warn ya, mate." Jason sighed handing the phone over.
"What's he trying to pull?" Jake asked.
"Frank?" the woman said into the phone.
Shocked, Donovan pulled the car off the road and slammed it into park.
"Donovan?" Alex asked.
"Tell 'im what we rehearsed." Jason whispered.
"Frank," she said again.
"Morgan?" Donovan whispered.
"Don't forget to have him bring us some food." the other man yelled, "I'm hungry."
"You'll be more than that after I get through with you!" the woman tied to chair hissed, "You'll be so loved in prison."
"Gag her, will you!" the man on the phone growled, "Hurry up and get here so we can get rid of her."
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"Mr. Robertson, you're daughter has been taken to your residence."
"Good, good." Carlos smiled. He's waited for this moment for years. He didn't blame his daughter for what happened five years ago. His bitch of an ex-wife thought she could keep his daughter from him and lie about what he did for a living. Then those bastards from MI-5 and the CIA used his daughter to get to him. He showed them.
He had the agents involved killed, well most of them. Frank Donovan was the only one left. He'd enjoy watching him die. He'd enjoy seeing Donovan's reaction as Williamson kills him. It was nice to know one of MI-5's best spies has his price to be bought.
It wasn't as hard as he thought to buy Williamson. With an ex-wife and child to support, it was easy money. Not to mention the hate they had for each other. Williamson was the reason Frank Donovan's wife left him.
Robertson slowly got out of his chair and picked up the picture that was taken of his daughter five years ago. Ramona thought she was smart by remarrying and changing Lily's last name. It took him a few years, but it wasn't hard to track down.
Lily Romano was his daughter and he had the DNA test to prove it.
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Jason rubbed the back of his head as he walked down the hallway. He could hear the woman screaming at the top of her lungs. He shook his head and wished for some aspirin.
"When I get out of this chair, you'll wish you were never born!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Your limey arses will be kick back to Britain and around the world!"
"Will you please stop screaming?" the man asked, trying to watch the tv.
"Screaming?" she shrieked, "You haven't heard me scream yet!"
"I told ya not to take the gag out," the other man sighed.
"Bloody hell!" Jason yelled walking into the room, "She sounds like a bleedin' banshee. Can't ya shut the harpy up?"
"Harpy?" she growled, "Honey, untie me so I can kick your ass!"
Jason pulled a chair up to her and sat down. "Now that would be an interesting time," Jason smiled, "but we have some business to discuss."
"We have no business." she spat out.
"Oh, we do." Jason replied, taking out his cell phone. "I need you to make a phone call for me. But before ya do, I need to explain the rules to you."
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"Cody, do you have her signal or not?" Donovan growled, pulling the van onto the LIE.
"Just keep going in this direction." Cody replied, between bites of his food, "She finally stopped moving."
"Donovan!" he barked into his cell phone.
"Well, mate," Jason drawled into Donovan's ear, "you probably thought you wouldn't 'ear from me."
"Jason, I don't have time for games." Donovan bit out.
"How did super spy get your cell number?" Alex asked.
"Frank, now I'm only going to do this once," Jason replied, "and I'm only going to ask nice this one time."
"What is it Jason?" he barked.
"Stop trying to find Lily." Jason said.
"And if I don't?" Donovan asked.
"Then risk losing everything." Jason replied.
"Risk everything?" Donovan laughed, "Jason, go play games with someone else."
"I do have an ace up me sleeve, mate." Jason warned.
"Then you better play it." Donovan challenged.
"Can't say I didn't warn ya, mate." Jason sighed handing the phone over.
"What's he trying to pull?" Jake asked.
"Frank?" the woman said into the phone.
Shocked, Donovan pulled the car off the road and slammed it into park.
"Donovan?" Alex asked.
"Tell 'im what we rehearsed." Jason whispered.
"Frank," she said again.
"Morgan?" Donovan whispered.