"Awe come on Boscorelli, you know she carries don't yah?" Ray mocked me.

"Fuck you jag-offs!" I cursed at them. Sure, I knew, I had just found out myself, to my surprise. All she had to do was plant a little coke on some dime bag to get them under her thumb, probably to hold them over and give her the information she wanted as well.

Ray turned away and walked out the door, slamming it across the room. Freddie leaned on the wall, his beady eyes watching me.

I closed my eyes, my head continued to throb badly. I suddenly wished I was dead.

"Buddy boy, ya better give Ray what he wants," Freddie said lowly and hesitated, "ya in big trouble, and ya girl too!" He finished. I opened my eyes staring at him in disbelief. Something had to be wrong with this guy, maybe he was slow or something, surely not all there in the head. Maybe he lost too many brain cells smoking pot.

"Yeah? What the hell is he going to do? Give me a beating?" I scowled back at him.

"Yah. Maybe. He'll bust ya and then shoot ya brains out. But he won't until ya do what he wants." Freddie continued stupidly. Too bad Ray wasn't here. He'd be the one getting a god damn beating.

"What the hell does he want me to do then? Huh? Tell me then damn it!" I yelled at him, my blood was in a rage now; it was ready to boil over.

 Freddie looked at me with a stupid expression. "Uhh…I aint suppose to tell ya."

"Of course you aint you dumb ass!" I mocked at him with a sarcastic tone. Was this guy brainless or what?  

The door swung back open a minute after the room fell to complete silence. I could hear a few cars go by near the building, where ever I was. The room appeared to have no windows which really wasn't going to help me.

"Ready to play nice?" Ray muttered as he entered the room, checking the bullets in a .22 pistol. I saw the gun and cursed, awe shit, Bosco. I remained silent as he dug around in his pocket pulling out a cell phone. "You're going to call your girl friend and drag her into this mess, or do you really think she'll help ya?" The guy said as he walked over to my side.

"Fuck you! Leave her the fuck out of this!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

"This is all about her you know. She should have left you out of this." Ray interrupted by holding the gun to the side of my head, right above my left ear. The barrel was ice cold and it sent a thousand chills though my head.

I grinded my teeth in frustration, "What do you want me to say?" I started. I knew if I didn't play along, my brains would no longer be above my shoulders. I didn't know what to do and a part of me was scared as ever. The other side wanted to kick these two guys ass but there was no way I would be breaking loose any time soon.

"Tell her to meet you at the corner of King and Arthur. I don't care what the hell you say as long as you get her to go there! Got it? And anything funny, any clue that you are in deep shit and I blow your brains out!" Ray yelled at me, digging the nose into my temple harder, his voice growing louder and angrier by the moment.

"Go to hell!" I scowled as Ray clutched my throat with his free hand. Wheezing for a breath his face turned red.

"What did you say?" He continued tightening his grip on my wind pipe.

Freddie whimpered in the corner but didn't move. "Ray! Ray don't kill um! He aint worth it."

Son of a bitch. I could feel myself turning blue, not getting oxygen I wondered if it was all going to end.

"I'll do it!" I gasped as he let go of me, the gun still digging into my head. I coughed roughly, wheezing for air.

          "That's what I thought…" Ray said his voice much calmer then it was earlier. I could feel him fiddling with the ties around my wrist. He let one go and tied the other back up making the blood loose circulation.

          "Damnit." I muttered observing my raw wrist that was now nearly bleeding from the struggle I had put up with earlier. Ray gave me the phone in my hand before slapping me over the head as I looked back up to him with a confused expression, about to play dumb.

          "Call her. NOW!" He yelled at me and kicked the chair, only he missed and hit my shin.

          I bit back another response and yelp at the pain which surely would have gotten me a beating and dialed her number slowly, looking up at Ray and then to Freddie occasionally. All eyes were on me. I didn't know whether I should call the wrong number or what. The last thing I wanted to do was get Cruz stuck with these jackass's. Then we both were trapped. I had no choice. I had to figure out something to say, that she would know, I had to talk to her in a secret language or something. I cursed in my head for not knowing Spanish all to well or I may be able to ramble off a quick phrase which would stump dumb and dumber. A moment later, which seemed like days in my head, the phone rang, I held my breath, and a familiar voice answered.

          "Hello?"

TBC…I'm going away and won't be able to update until the end of this week. Make sure to leave some great reviews for when I get back so I can post the next chapter! Sorry!