Part 12/?
Ecklie drove to an abandoned gas station, about a mile out of town. Sara didn't want to imagine what he was going to do to her here.
"Get out of the car." He ordered.
She did as she was told, but only because he was aiming a gun towards her head. As he forced her towards the door, she quickly came up with a plan.
She quickly turned around grabbing his hand, which held the gun, and twisted it until he released it. She turned to run for the car, but he halted her by grabbing her hair. He slung her against the wall. Her arm was the first thing of her body to make contact with the wall, and when it did all that was heard was a thud, and the sound of cracking bones. She screamed out in pain, and then again in fear as Ecklie made his way closer to her, with a plank of wood. He took the board and struck her upside the head with it her, knocking her unconscious.
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Grissom made the thirty-minute trip in less than fifteen minutes.
When he entered the building. The expressions on his face where absolute anger, which is perhaps why no one greeted him.
"Brass!" he angrily called.
"Gil, in here." The voice came from an opened office.
"How in the world did this happen?" He obviously couldn't control his anger, and if provoked he could attack, anyone. But the person he mostly wanted to attack was Ecklie, and who wouldn't?
"Gil, calm down, I have all my boys out looking for her. He can't get far. " He tried calming down Grissom, needless to say it wasn't working very well.
"Sara is out there with a potential killer! How did it ever get this far? No wonder we couldn't solve Sara's case, Ecklie was on it, protecting himself, probably altering all the evidence that could convict him!"
Brass was speechless.
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Sara awoke light headed, and disoriented. At first she thought everything was a dream, but when she tried moving and found she was tied up, and felt the pain in her arm, she knew that it was all a horrible dream, taking place in reality.
She though he had left her there, left here there to eventually die, but she was wrong. There he sat, across the room on a chair, while she lay there on the floor bound in ropes, with a broken arm.
He heard her whimper from the pain, and couldn't help but laugh, his plan was almost complete. All he had to do was finish her off.
"What are you laughing at?" she questioned.
"Did I tell you to speak?" He stood up and walked towards her. She knew what was coming next. His boot came into contact with her ribs, compelling her to cry out in pain.
"That's what you get." He said with little emotion. "Besides, you won't have to deal with pain anymore when I am through with you."
A single tear rolled down her cheek. What if this was the end? She may never get to see Grissom again or tell him how much she truly loved him. She may never get the chance to spend a day with the children she could someday have. The children she hopped she would have with Grissom.
Sara became more frightened as Ecklie began to untie the ropes that bound her feet.
"Get up!" He demanded.
She did as she was told, with much difficulty.
He positioned her against the wall, and began to reach for his gun.
"This is it." She though, "This is the end."
He aimed the barrel of the gun towards her.
Why does life have to end this way?
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Ecklie drove to an abandoned gas station, about a mile out of town. Sara didn't want to imagine what he was going to do to her here.
"Get out of the car." He ordered.
She did as she was told, but only because he was aiming a gun towards her head. As he forced her towards the door, she quickly came up with a plan.
She quickly turned around grabbing his hand, which held the gun, and twisted it until he released it. She turned to run for the car, but he halted her by grabbing her hair. He slung her against the wall. Her arm was the first thing of her body to make contact with the wall, and when it did all that was heard was a thud, and the sound of cracking bones. She screamed out in pain, and then again in fear as Ecklie made his way closer to her, with a plank of wood. He took the board and struck her upside the head with it her, knocking her unconscious.
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Grissom made the thirty-minute trip in less than fifteen minutes.
When he entered the building. The expressions on his face where absolute anger, which is perhaps why no one greeted him.
"Brass!" he angrily called.
"Gil, in here." The voice came from an opened office.
"How in the world did this happen?" He obviously couldn't control his anger, and if provoked he could attack, anyone. But the person he mostly wanted to attack was Ecklie, and who wouldn't?
"Gil, calm down, I have all my boys out looking for her. He can't get far. " He tried calming down Grissom, needless to say it wasn't working very well.
"Sara is out there with a potential killer! How did it ever get this far? No wonder we couldn't solve Sara's case, Ecklie was on it, protecting himself, probably altering all the evidence that could convict him!"
Brass was speechless.
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Sara awoke light headed, and disoriented. At first she thought everything was a dream, but when she tried moving and found she was tied up, and felt the pain in her arm, she knew that it was all a horrible dream, taking place in reality.
She though he had left her there, left here there to eventually die, but she was wrong. There he sat, across the room on a chair, while she lay there on the floor bound in ropes, with a broken arm.
He heard her whimper from the pain, and couldn't help but laugh, his plan was almost complete. All he had to do was finish her off.
"What are you laughing at?" she questioned.
"Did I tell you to speak?" He stood up and walked towards her. She knew what was coming next. His boot came into contact with her ribs, compelling her to cry out in pain.
"That's what you get." He said with little emotion. "Besides, you won't have to deal with pain anymore when I am through with you."
A single tear rolled down her cheek. What if this was the end? She may never get to see Grissom again or tell him how much she truly loved him. She may never get the chance to spend a day with the children she could someday have. The children she hopped she would have with Grissom.
Sara became more frightened as Ecklie began to untie the ropes that bound her feet.
"Get up!" He demanded.
She did as she was told, with much difficulty.
He positioned her against the wall, and began to reach for his gun.
"This is it." She though, "This is the end."
He aimed the barrel of the gun towards her.
Why does life have to end this way?
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