LONELY HEARTS
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 65
She was having difficulty eating with handcuffs, so the milk dribble down her chin. That was his opportunity to lick the milk off her chin. That move took Tylo by surprise tensing and jerking her head back.
He laughed and said, "Didn't like my version of a napkin?"
"Don't like your version of anything." She replied.
He apparently didn't like that answer and backhanded her once again.
"Does that make you feel like a man when you do that?" She egged him on.
"It doesn't shut you up does it?"
"No, I don't get it. You are a good looking man, turning a few heads; probably have women begging for your affection, yet you prey on them. Why?"
"Flattering won't save your fate."
"And just what is that?"
"To die."
"Ok let's get it over with."
"Bitch." He was so pissed he walked out.
The angel stood by Jillian and said, "My angels are working in overdrive, she doesn't have long with the way she handling this. They can only do so much, then it's left in mortals' hands."
Frank and the team were on the way to his house with the search warrant. The team position themselves and Frank knock on the door identifying himself as a federal agent.
He repeated the procedure, when there was no response from inside. The silence was deafening, so with Jake at his side, he kicked in the door. Alex entered from the back, as the three of them walked the house. There wasn't any sign of either Tylo or her abductor.
He went in the room with the computers and sat down to think. She had him so confused that he didn't know what to do with her. As he was thinking, he saw movement on one of the computer screen. Someone was in the house, he watched as three people moved around guns drawn. The first person he got a clear shot of was the same guy that was at her house. Then he saw the woman; it was the UC cop that was working the streets. He saw red, he had been set up, and the bitch in the other room was an UC cop too. She was wired, that's why she didn't want her clothes off.
They went through the house not finding anyone but a lot of pictures of women. Many missing persons cases would be solved once the house was searched.
He stormed back into the bedroom, got Tylo and marched back into the other room. He slammed her down in the chair.
"You are an UC cop." He said.
Fear was in her eyes, "No."
He backhanded her again, "Don't lie to me bitch, your friends are all over my house." He stepped away and let her view the camera, while he picked up the phone and dialed his number.
They all heard the phone, "I bet you any money that's him." Jake said.
Frank picked up the phone and said, "Donovan."
He said, "I'm surprise at you, you're are not living up to your reputation. Do you really think I would have her there?"
"Why don't we end this now? Tell me what it takes to do that?"
"Her ultimate death. I would advise you not to try to trace, I have it linked back to the same phone you're on. But never fear, her time is still not up yet. I haven't taken my liberties with her yet; I send you a souvenir, which you can add to her permanent file. Never would have took her for an UC cop." He hung up.
BY QUASI9
Disclaimer: I don't own Frank Donovan or the team; the rest of the characters are mine.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Three hearts need each other to mend
Feedback: yes Quasi9@msn.com
CHAPTER 65
She was having difficulty eating with handcuffs, so the milk dribble down her chin. That was his opportunity to lick the milk off her chin. That move took Tylo by surprise tensing and jerking her head back.
He laughed and said, "Didn't like my version of a napkin?"
"Don't like your version of anything." She replied.
He apparently didn't like that answer and backhanded her once again.
"Does that make you feel like a man when you do that?" She egged him on.
"It doesn't shut you up does it?"
"No, I don't get it. You are a good looking man, turning a few heads; probably have women begging for your affection, yet you prey on them. Why?"
"Flattering won't save your fate."
"And just what is that?"
"To die."
"Ok let's get it over with."
"Bitch." He was so pissed he walked out.
The angel stood by Jillian and said, "My angels are working in overdrive, she doesn't have long with the way she handling this. They can only do so much, then it's left in mortals' hands."
Frank and the team were on the way to his house with the search warrant. The team position themselves and Frank knock on the door identifying himself as a federal agent.
He repeated the procedure, when there was no response from inside. The silence was deafening, so with Jake at his side, he kicked in the door. Alex entered from the back, as the three of them walked the house. There wasn't any sign of either Tylo or her abductor.
He went in the room with the computers and sat down to think. She had him so confused that he didn't know what to do with her. As he was thinking, he saw movement on one of the computer screen. Someone was in the house, he watched as three people moved around guns drawn. The first person he got a clear shot of was the same guy that was at her house. Then he saw the woman; it was the UC cop that was working the streets. He saw red, he had been set up, and the bitch in the other room was an UC cop too. She was wired, that's why she didn't want her clothes off.
They went through the house not finding anyone but a lot of pictures of women. Many missing persons cases would be solved once the house was searched.
He stormed back into the bedroom, got Tylo and marched back into the other room. He slammed her down in the chair.
"You are an UC cop." He said.
Fear was in her eyes, "No."
He backhanded her again, "Don't lie to me bitch, your friends are all over my house." He stepped away and let her view the camera, while he picked up the phone and dialed his number.
They all heard the phone, "I bet you any money that's him." Jake said.
Frank picked up the phone and said, "Donovan."
He said, "I'm surprise at you, you're are not living up to your reputation. Do you really think I would have her there?"
"Why don't we end this now? Tell me what it takes to do that?"
"Her ultimate death. I would advise you not to try to trace, I have it linked back to the same phone you're on. But never fear, her time is still not up yet. I haven't taken my liberties with her yet; I send you a souvenir, which you can add to her permanent file. Never would have took her for an UC cop." He hung up.