Rating changed back to PG-13 for this chapter. Yay!
The next few hours were muffled with silence. Not knowing what was going on was killing me. I heard several cars honking at each other once in a while; I heard a siren or so one in a blue moon. Every time I had high hopes that Cruz had understood what I was talking about and called in EMS. My luck, she didn't. I heard a door open and was once again blinded by the light.
"We made the catch of the day this time Ray!" Freddie's dopey voice came in as he headed into the room in front of Cruz who Ray was pushing in.
"Screw you," Cruz spat at Freddie right before Ray pushed her roughly several feet to my right, collapsing into the wall. "You stole what I had, and you come crawling back for more!" I watched her as she spoke. She hadn't even acknowledged me.
Grabbing her wrists, Ray's eyes filled with anger, "Awe come on 'two bags', we know you have some more up your sleeve and until you give it to us or tell us where the hell you hid it, you and you're little friend aren't going anywhere!" He spat before pushing her back into the wall and heading out. "Ill be keeping an eye on you two. Freddie, lets go!" And both druggies disappeared behind the door.
"Are you seriously stupid?" I said disgustedly staring at her pertaining to the hints I had given her during the phone call.
"Listen," She hissed walking towards me kneeling so we were pretty much face to face. "I called in the station." She said with a pause, not much more then a whisper, "There was no way in hell you would be calling me in the middle of the night anyway! I had a few cars down the street. Pretty sure they followed us 'ere…they should be here any minute after they call in EMS for backup. I aint stupid, I got the whole 10-13 thing. Pretty clever" Cruz continued untying my raw wrists from the rope.
"I really hope so." Examining them as she set them free I traced a finger along my right, flinching on how cut the skin was. "Do you have any idea where we are?" I continued looking up at her curiously.
"My guess is somewhere down West Harlem, they did knock me out you know." Cruz replied before fiddling with something under her over large coat.
Watching her for a second with a confused expression, "What the hell you doing?" I asked.
"I'm stripping, what do you think?" Cruz replied sarcastically with a smirk before drawing out a small .38 hand pistol. "Didn't even check me…dumb asses" She replied.
"Huh." I said with a distant smile, quite impressed. For some reason, right then and there I admired her. She had the courage to set this whole thing up and possibly put her own life on the line to get these guys. I don't even know if I would have done that. Standing up every single bone was aching like hell, trying to ignore it I turned to her. "So what do we do now?"
Not even able to reply several sirens were heard in the distance and Cruz's attention turned away from me to the do as it swung open and an angry Ray stood in the doorway, with his trusty side kick, Freddie on the side, both holding large machine guns. How did it suddenly feel like this had happened, not so long ago?
TBC…Sorry for the shortness and lack of updating! I've been pretty busy. Another chapter will be up as soon as I get some reviews!
