CHAPTER EIGHT
Splintronics Labs
21st Avenue
Upper West Side, NY.
Dr. Fiona Wilson poked her head in the Computer Techs Lab and saw Donatello hard at work on one of his computer's.
" Professor?" Fiona stepped into the lab, " There's a phone call for you at the reception."
" Can't you see I'm busy?" Donatello snapped, not looking up from his work.
" It's your brother Leonardo, he says it's an emergency." Fiona added and Donatello looked up with irritation, " This had better be good." He muttered, stalking from his lab. He hated being away from his work and it made him cranky.
He snatched the phone from his secretary's hand, " yes Leo, what is it?" he greeted his brother.
Leonardo ignored his brother's crankiness and got straight to the point,
" Timothy is missing," he told Don, " Mikey and Raph are over here and we need you Don."
Don paused, " How long has he been missing?" he asked Leo.
" For almost five hours. He's been at a friends house for dinner and he was meant to be home by ten pm. It's now nearly two am and we are so worried."
" I'm sure he's gone off with his friends," Don said.
" We've checked, no one has seen him. It's like he's vanished."
" We can't go to the police, they'll just say they can't look for him until he's been missing for 24 hours," Don pointed out.
" That's what Raph said, but if we all get together then we can search for him ourselves."
" Leo…I'm right in the middle of something," Don hedged.
" Tim is your nephew. Your family should always come first Donatello. You can give up a few hours of your time." Leo snapped at him.
" Oh, and another thing, we found Tim's wallet and he never leaves it behind. We fear he's been abducted."
Don sighed, " All right, I'll be there."
Don said goodbye and replaced the receiver. He went to his office, shrugged off his white lab coat, and put on his tweed jacket and cap.
" Fiona I have to go, it's a family emergency," he told his Computer Technician.
" Okay Donatello, I hope everything is okay," Fiona looked over at him in concern.
" Tell the secretary she can go home and you can too." Don smiled at her.
" Thanks." Fiona smiled back tiredly and Don practically ran out of the five-floor building and out onto the street. He hailed a taxi to his brother's house. He knew Tim was a troubled teenager and was probably hiding out somewhere not giving a second thought to how his parents will feel.
I better not be wasting my time. Don thought as the taxi pulled outside Leo's house. He paid the driver, went up to the front door, and let himself in.
Leo, Mike, Raph. Leah and Zachary were seated at the kitchen table, arguing. Raph was wearing his uniform and Mike's chef apron was flung over a chair. It seemed they had both been called from work.
" What's going on here?" Don asked walking up to the table.
" Oh, Donny, you're here. Great." Leo answered, " Pull up a chair. We're having a discussion."
" An argument you mean," Mikey corrected him and faced his other brother, " Leo and Raph kept arguing that the police should be involved, and Raph says they can't do anything until Tim has been missing for 24 hours. In my opinion, that rule blows."
" It does blow," Leo agreed, " and we certainly don' t need the cops. Now that we are all here, let's go."
" I hope you find my son," Leah said to her husband and brother-in-laws. Her face was white and her eyes were red from crying, " He's only a baby."
" We'll find him sweetie," Leo assured her giving her a hug, " We'll bring him home."
* * *
Dinah ignored the boy's protests as she hooked up the electrodes to his head. Once that was done, she sat down on the chair next to the machine that will give him painful electric shocks,
" Now, every time you say the wrong thing, you will feel an electric shock-it will travel up your body and believe me, it won't be pleasant."
Tim looked at the complicated machine and wondered if torture was worth protecting his family.
Yes it is, if you don't protect them, there won't be anymore family and you'll become an orphan. Do you really want that? He asked himself and he sighed.
" Where does your father live?" Dinah asked him patiently.
" I can't tell you." Tim answered and he jumped as an electric shock raced up his arm and torso. It felt like someone was stabbing him with a thousand needles. He gritted his teeth but did not yell out. He didn't want to give Dinah the satisfaction of seeing him scream in pain.
" All right then," Dinah, said, " Are the other three turtles still living?" and Tim did not answer.
After about five electric shocks later, Tim was slumped in the chair unconscious.
Splintronics Labs
21st Avenue
Upper West Side, NY.
Dr. Fiona Wilson poked her head in the Computer Techs Lab and saw Donatello hard at work on one of his computer's.
" Professor?" Fiona stepped into the lab, " There's a phone call for you at the reception."
" Can't you see I'm busy?" Donatello snapped, not looking up from his work.
" It's your brother Leonardo, he says it's an emergency." Fiona added and Donatello looked up with irritation, " This had better be good." He muttered, stalking from his lab. He hated being away from his work and it made him cranky.
He snatched the phone from his secretary's hand, " yes Leo, what is it?" he greeted his brother.
Leonardo ignored his brother's crankiness and got straight to the point,
" Timothy is missing," he told Don, " Mikey and Raph are over here and we need you Don."
Don paused, " How long has he been missing?" he asked Leo.
" For almost five hours. He's been at a friends house for dinner and he was meant to be home by ten pm. It's now nearly two am and we are so worried."
" I'm sure he's gone off with his friends," Don said.
" We've checked, no one has seen him. It's like he's vanished."
" We can't go to the police, they'll just say they can't look for him until he's been missing for 24 hours," Don pointed out.
" That's what Raph said, but if we all get together then we can search for him ourselves."
" Leo…I'm right in the middle of something," Don hedged.
" Tim is your nephew. Your family should always come first Donatello. You can give up a few hours of your time." Leo snapped at him.
" Oh, and another thing, we found Tim's wallet and he never leaves it behind. We fear he's been abducted."
Don sighed, " All right, I'll be there."
Don said goodbye and replaced the receiver. He went to his office, shrugged off his white lab coat, and put on his tweed jacket and cap.
" Fiona I have to go, it's a family emergency," he told his Computer Technician.
" Okay Donatello, I hope everything is okay," Fiona looked over at him in concern.
" Tell the secretary she can go home and you can too." Don smiled at her.
" Thanks." Fiona smiled back tiredly and Don practically ran out of the five-floor building and out onto the street. He hailed a taxi to his brother's house. He knew Tim was a troubled teenager and was probably hiding out somewhere not giving a second thought to how his parents will feel.
I better not be wasting my time. Don thought as the taxi pulled outside Leo's house. He paid the driver, went up to the front door, and let himself in.
Leo, Mike, Raph. Leah and Zachary were seated at the kitchen table, arguing. Raph was wearing his uniform and Mike's chef apron was flung over a chair. It seemed they had both been called from work.
" What's going on here?" Don asked walking up to the table.
" Oh, Donny, you're here. Great." Leo answered, " Pull up a chair. We're having a discussion."
" An argument you mean," Mikey corrected him and faced his other brother, " Leo and Raph kept arguing that the police should be involved, and Raph says they can't do anything until Tim has been missing for 24 hours. In my opinion, that rule blows."
" It does blow," Leo agreed, " and we certainly don' t need the cops. Now that we are all here, let's go."
" I hope you find my son," Leah said to her husband and brother-in-laws. Her face was white and her eyes were red from crying, " He's only a baby."
" We'll find him sweetie," Leo assured her giving her a hug, " We'll bring him home."
* * *
Dinah ignored the boy's protests as she hooked up the electrodes to his head. Once that was done, she sat down on the chair next to the machine that will give him painful electric shocks,
" Now, every time you say the wrong thing, you will feel an electric shock-it will travel up your body and believe me, it won't be pleasant."
Tim looked at the complicated machine and wondered if torture was worth protecting his family.
Yes it is, if you don't protect them, there won't be anymore family and you'll become an orphan. Do you really want that? He asked himself and he sighed.
" Where does your father live?" Dinah asked him patiently.
" I can't tell you." Tim answered and he jumped as an electric shock raced up his arm and torso. It felt like someone was stabbing him with a thousand needles. He gritted his teeth but did not yell out. He didn't want to give Dinah the satisfaction of seeing him scream in pain.
" All right then," Dinah, said, " Are the other three turtles still living?" and Tim did not answer.
After about five electric shocks later, Tim was slumped in the chair unconscious.