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
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CHAPTER 66
How could he be so stupid? He was losing his touch; he was a cop and couldn't smell another. She would definitely suffer more than the rest now and he was going to take a video and send it to the feds.
He roughly grabbed her and pulled her towards another room, when she entered she stopped dead in her tracks. The room décor could be used as a torture chamber; she had a sick feeling in her stomach.
"First, I want to know if you're wired. Are you?"
"No. I'm not even a cop!" She yelled.
"Fear is in not the demur of a cop, especially undercover."
She stomped her foot, "Are you stupid or what, if you knew so much about me, you would know I'm not a cop."
"I don't believe you. Off with the top." He grabbed a knife and started to cut the top off.
"See no wire."
"I'm not done yet."
He took her over to a table and forced her to lie on it. He took one handcuff off at a time and replaces it with wrist cuffs attached to the table. He proceeded to remove her jeans.
He smiled when he realized she didn't have underwear on, "I see you are ready for action." She wondered if he would take the anklet off, it was possibly her only link to Frank.
After he took her jeans off, he placed her ankles in the ankle cuffs on the table. She was exposed to this lunatic and no means of escape. She braced her self for the worst.
Time was closing in on the team, all of them were feeling guilty, Frank mostly. Frank was deep in thought when his cell phone rang.
"Donovan."
"I just had a package special delivery to you here."
"Does it say anything?"
"Yeah, 'time sensitive. Catch me if you can'."
"I'm on my way."
Frank returned shortly with a tape in hand. He didn't want to view it at the DOJ building. They sat down while Cody popped the tape in for them to view it. The tape stated out with a panoramic view of the room, it was a classic torture room. The film then showed Tylo in restraints on a table, blindfolded, gagged, and nude.
Frank had seen enough, "Turn it off."
"Don't you want to view the whole tape, there might be clues." Cody said.
"No. Now turn it off."
Frank got up, walked to Cody's computer center, put his earpiece in, and dialed a number.
Seconds later he said, "Oscar, Delta, Echo, Delta, 011-23-1970." Brief silence.
He said, "I need clearance to GPS system."
Once given clearance, he quickly typed in information on the computer. Within in minutes, they all heard the faint bleep. Frank zoned in to that coordinates and pulled an address.
Cody ran the address and it was confirmed that Ian Morgan used the location.
He had done everything but rape her, for some reason he could bring himself to do it. This angered him and he took it out on Tylo, her face looked like the punching bag. She felt herself slip into unconsciousness, just to be brought back to reality. Reality that she was going to get out of this alive.
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 66
How could he be so stupid? He was losing his touch; he was a cop and couldn't smell another. She would definitely suffer more than the rest now and he was going to take a video and send it to the feds.
He roughly grabbed her and pulled her towards another room, when she entered she stopped dead in her tracks. The room décor could be used as a torture chamber; she had a sick feeling in her stomach.
"First, I want to know if you're wired. Are you?"
"No. I'm not even a cop!" She yelled.
"Fear is in not the demur of a cop, especially undercover."
She stomped her foot, "Are you stupid or what, if you knew so much about me, you would know I'm not a cop."
"I don't believe you. Off with the top." He grabbed a knife and started to cut the top off.
"See no wire."
"I'm not done yet."
He took her over to a table and forced her to lie on it. He took one handcuff off at a time and replaces it with wrist cuffs attached to the table. He proceeded to remove her jeans.
He smiled when he realized she didn't have underwear on, "I see you are ready for action." She wondered if he would take the anklet off, it was possibly her only link to Frank.
After he took her jeans off, he placed her ankles in the ankle cuffs on the table. She was exposed to this lunatic and no means of escape. She braced her self for the worst.
Time was closing in on the team, all of them were feeling guilty, Frank mostly. Frank was deep in thought when his cell phone rang.
"Donovan."
"I just had a package special delivery to you here."
"Does it say anything?"
"Yeah, 'time sensitive. Catch me if you can'."
"I'm on my way."
Frank returned shortly with a tape in hand. He didn't want to view it at the DOJ building. They sat down while Cody popped the tape in for them to view it. The tape stated out with a panoramic view of the room, it was a classic torture room. The film then showed Tylo in restraints on a table, blindfolded, gagged, and nude.
Frank had seen enough, "Turn it off."
"Don't you want to view the whole tape, there might be clues." Cody said.
"No. Now turn it off."
Frank got up, walked to Cody's computer center, put his earpiece in, and dialed a number.
Seconds later he said, "Oscar, Delta, Echo, Delta, 011-23-1970." Brief silence.
He said, "I need clearance to GPS system."
Once given clearance, he quickly typed in information on the computer. Within in minutes, they all heard the faint bleep. Frank zoned in to that coordinates and pulled an address.
Cody ran the address and it was confirmed that Ian Morgan used the location.
He had done everything but rape her, for some reason he could bring himself to do it. This angered him and he took it out on Tylo, her face looked like the punching bag. She felt herself slip into unconsciousness, just to be brought back to reality. Reality that she was going to get out of this alive.