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Chapter seventeen ~ A choice.
"So what now?" Emma asked, as Mulch and Holly stood in front of her. Tamarisk had taken Butler's place by the window.
Holly shrugged. "I don't like the way Artemis went like that. I think it's a trap."
"That means."
"It means," said Mulch, glumly. "It's time to put plan B into action."
Artemis eyes opened slightly as he groggily awoke. His head was thudding at the back, he tried to rub it but his hands were tied tightly round his back. He struggled as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. All around him were dull grey walls, they were in a warehouse of some description. He was tied to a chair.
Towers walked up to him with a smile, he held out a brief case full of money.
"There it is Fowl, four million, but you're not going to live to enjoy. Now tell me where Emma is and I'll finish you quick, if you don't I'll make this last three weeks."
Artemis was dazed by the pain in his head. He managed to stare up at Mike Tower's thundering above him. On the right of Towers was two big gorilla men, and on the left was Lars, grinning widely.
Artemis managed to speak. "Did you extend the same courtesy to my father?"
Towers nodded, Lars stepped forward and punched Artemis in the face. the teenager reeled with the blow and he could feel the blood pouring from his broken nose, and trickling backwards down his throat.
"Where is she Fowl?" Towers asked again.
Artemis didn't even bother to reply, he steadied his breathing down in an attempt to ignore the dull pain in his head, and the sharp twinge from his nose.
Towers nodded again. Lars punched him this time in the stomach and he was thoroughly winded. He gasped for breathe, each intake was painful as he struggled to breath.
He looked miserably around for Butler, but he was no where to be seen, he could only presume that Butler had been shot.
"Now Fowl, you're a clever boy. Tell me where Emma is and the pain will stop."
Artemis stared up at him. "Where is Butler?"
Lars didn't wait for a nod as he broke two of Artemis's ribs. The crack sounded sharp in the deserted warehouse. Artemis closed his eyes, he needed to think. But all he could think of was the pain as Lars hit and kicked him. He kept his eyes firmly shut, and almost managed to severe the link between the pain and his brain. What he was best at was thinking, now this was the real test of genius, thinking under pressure. He had planned ahead for such a thing, but he had hoped that Butler would be free. Clearly this was not the case.
Suddenly the pain stopped. Lars had moved back and the face of Mike Tower's, no longer grinning, moved in on him.
"Very well Fowl have it your way, we'll do this the hard way."
Mike Towers walked behind Fowl, and placed his hands on his shoulders, gripping them tightly, making Artemis wince.
The two gorillas dragged a bundle from the corner and with horror Artemis realised it was Butler. He was unconscious, and if it wasn't for the slow movement of his chest, Artemis would have thought him dead. Mike placed his gun next to Butler's head.
"Your choice, Fowl. Either you tell me where my daughter is or I'll kill your big friend here." His finger flexing on the trigger.
Chapter seventeen ~ A choice.
"So what now?" Emma asked, as Mulch and Holly stood in front of her. Tamarisk had taken Butler's place by the window.
Holly shrugged. "I don't like the way Artemis went like that. I think it's a trap."
"That means."
"It means," said Mulch, glumly. "It's time to put plan B into action."
Artemis eyes opened slightly as he groggily awoke. His head was thudding at the back, he tried to rub it but his hands were tied tightly round his back. He struggled as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. All around him were dull grey walls, they were in a warehouse of some description. He was tied to a chair.
Towers walked up to him with a smile, he held out a brief case full of money.
"There it is Fowl, four million, but you're not going to live to enjoy. Now tell me where Emma is and I'll finish you quick, if you don't I'll make this last three weeks."
Artemis was dazed by the pain in his head. He managed to stare up at Mike Tower's thundering above him. On the right of Towers was two big gorilla men, and on the left was Lars, grinning widely.
Artemis managed to speak. "Did you extend the same courtesy to my father?"
Towers nodded, Lars stepped forward and punched Artemis in the face. the teenager reeled with the blow and he could feel the blood pouring from his broken nose, and trickling backwards down his throat.
"Where is she Fowl?" Towers asked again.
Artemis didn't even bother to reply, he steadied his breathing down in an attempt to ignore the dull pain in his head, and the sharp twinge from his nose.
Towers nodded again. Lars punched him this time in the stomach and he was thoroughly winded. He gasped for breathe, each intake was painful as he struggled to breath.
He looked miserably around for Butler, but he was no where to be seen, he could only presume that Butler had been shot.
"Now Fowl, you're a clever boy. Tell me where Emma is and the pain will stop."
Artemis stared up at him. "Where is Butler?"
Lars didn't wait for a nod as he broke two of Artemis's ribs. The crack sounded sharp in the deserted warehouse. Artemis closed his eyes, he needed to think. But all he could think of was the pain as Lars hit and kicked him. He kept his eyes firmly shut, and almost managed to severe the link between the pain and his brain. What he was best at was thinking, now this was the real test of genius, thinking under pressure. He had planned ahead for such a thing, but he had hoped that Butler would be free. Clearly this was not the case.
Suddenly the pain stopped. Lars had moved back and the face of Mike Tower's, no longer grinning, moved in on him.
"Very well Fowl have it your way, we'll do this the hard way."
Mike Towers walked behind Fowl, and placed his hands on his shoulders, gripping them tightly, making Artemis wince.
The two gorillas dragged a bundle from the corner and with horror Artemis realised it was Butler. He was unconscious, and if it wasn't for the slow movement of his chest, Artemis would have thought him dead. Mike placed his gun next to Butler's head.
"Your choice, Fowl. Either you tell me where my daughter is or I'll kill your big friend here." His finger flexing on the trigger.