LIFE OR DEATH
Part 10: Like a Circle
Disclaimer: Not mine. . .not gonna say anymore.
Author's Note: Hey, hey, people! I'm feeling really, really, really, really hyper! *bounces up and down in her seat* As if you couldn't tell! Today, I got to thinking, and I got an idea. Well, lots of ideas. I ended up making a complete plot outline for the rest of the series. So, I now know exactly how many parts this thing is gonna be, and what the basic plot is for each of those chapters. Now that I look back, wow! This is gonna be fun! I'm not gonna tell you what all's gonna go on, but there is one clue: crossover. If you can guess what show is going to merge with Pretender, you get a cookie. Anywho, on with the roller coaster! Please pull down your lap bars and keep all appendages inside the car for the duration of the ride. . . ~~Samantha
Sitting in the dark, he curled and uncurled his fingers in anger. He'd gotten away. . . with her. How she had known about him, the fact that he was living and not dead like she'd previously been told, escaped the man. He had an idea that Angelo had a hand in it, but enough evidence to prove that suspicion simply did not exist.
Raines had been furious. Cox was "terminated", for lack of a better word. Clenching his fist again, he recalled the threats against his own life if they were not brought back.
"I want them back," Raines had rasped.
"Alive?" Lyle had replied. The older man had chuckled sinisterly, and Lyle inwardly shivered.
"Preferably. Be a little more careful with Jarod. Do whatever you want with Miss Parker," he'd hissed. He paused for a bit. "Remember," he continued, "you'll wish I'd cut off your other thumb if you fail." With that, he walked out of the room, leaving Lyle with the solitary darkness of Parker's office.
Back to the present, Lyle worked his fingers again. He couldn't believe that his sister could be that stupid! She never let sleeping dogs lie. Of course, good ol' Dad giving her a two week vacation for no apparent reason was a bonehead move. He never knew the value of subtlety.
Taking a deep breath, Lyle hit a button on the phone. He waited for the other line to pick up. Then he murmured menacingly, "Willie, I want Parker's whereabouts, and I want them yesterday!" After hanging up, he rubbed his face and leaned back in his sister's leather chair.
3 Hours Later
"Mr. Lyle, sir?" Willie asked tentatively. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, Lyle opened his eyes and sat forward in Parker's chair.
"What, Willie?" he snapped in reply. The Sweeper walked into the room holding a piece of paper.
"We've found them, sir." After a few moments of silence, Lyle looked at the man.
"Well, where are they?!" he demanded, veins beginning to show on his forehead. Willie swallowed before continuing.
"They're in Montana, sir. They've rented a cabin and a car. I have a team on standby, sir. We can fly there and have them out by this time tomorrow." Lyle pondered this for a few moments while Willie shifted his feet anxiously.
"Go. Bring Jarod back alive. Preferably, Parker as well. But if you must, go ahead and shoot. God knows her mouth gets to be unbearable." Lyle was finished with the conversation, but Willie apparently didn't pick up on that factoid. He was still standing there, waiting for orders.
"Go!" he dismissed the Sweeper with a curt wave of the hand. Willie rushed out of the room and headed to whatever it was that he did. Lyle sat back in the chair again. He swiftly fell back to sleep, forgetting about his current situation.
Author's Note 2: Ok, ok, I know that it was short! But they have to be getting longer, or my aforementioned plot outline won't work. I'm workin on it. Keep in mind, though, that because they're longer, it will take longer to post them. So, I can't update everyday. Well, I don't do that now! But, anywho, it's starting to pick up now. He he he, I'll see you guys next chapter! ~~Samantha
Part 10: Like a Circle
Disclaimer: Not mine. . .not gonna say anymore.
Author's Note: Hey, hey, people! I'm feeling really, really, really, really hyper! *bounces up and down in her seat* As if you couldn't tell! Today, I got to thinking, and I got an idea. Well, lots of ideas. I ended up making a complete plot outline for the rest of the series. So, I now know exactly how many parts this thing is gonna be, and what the basic plot is for each of those chapters. Now that I look back, wow! This is gonna be fun! I'm not gonna tell you what all's gonna go on, but there is one clue: crossover. If you can guess what show is going to merge with Pretender, you get a cookie. Anywho, on with the roller coaster! Please pull down your lap bars and keep all appendages inside the car for the duration of the ride. . . ~~Samantha
Sitting in the dark, he curled and uncurled his fingers in anger. He'd gotten away. . . with her. How she had known about him, the fact that he was living and not dead like she'd previously been told, escaped the man. He had an idea that Angelo had a hand in it, but enough evidence to prove that suspicion simply did not exist.
Raines had been furious. Cox was "terminated", for lack of a better word. Clenching his fist again, he recalled the threats against his own life if they were not brought back.
"I want them back," Raines had rasped.
"Alive?" Lyle had replied. The older man had chuckled sinisterly, and Lyle inwardly shivered.
"Preferably. Be a little more careful with Jarod. Do whatever you want with Miss Parker," he'd hissed. He paused for a bit. "Remember," he continued, "you'll wish I'd cut off your other thumb if you fail." With that, he walked out of the room, leaving Lyle with the solitary darkness of Parker's office.
Back to the present, Lyle worked his fingers again. He couldn't believe that his sister could be that stupid! She never let sleeping dogs lie. Of course, good ol' Dad giving her a two week vacation for no apparent reason was a bonehead move. He never knew the value of subtlety.
Taking a deep breath, Lyle hit a button on the phone. He waited for the other line to pick up. Then he murmured menacingly, "Willie, I want Parker's whereabouts, and I want them yesterday!" After hanging up, he rubbed his face and leaned back in his sister's leather chair.
3 Hours Later
"Mr. Lyle, sir?" Willie asked tentatively. Shaking his head to clear the cobwebs, Lyle opened his eyes and sat forward in Parker's chair.
"What, Willie?" he snapped in reply. The Sweeper walked into the room holding a piece of paper.
"We've found them, sir." After a few moments of silence, Lyle looked at the man.
"Well, where are they?!" he demanded, veins beginning to show on his forehead. Willie swallowed before continuing.
"They're in Montana, sir. They've rented a cabin and a car. I have a team on standby, sir. We can fly there and have them out by this time tomorrow." Lyle pondered this for a few moments while Willie shifted his feet anxiously.
"Go. Bring Jarod back alive. Preferably, Parker as well. But if you must, go ahead and shoot. God knows her mouth gets to be unbearable." Lyle was finished with the conversation, but Willie apparently didn't pick up on that factoid. He was still standing there, waiting for orders.
"Go!" he dismissed the Sweeper with a curt wave of the hand. Willie rushed out of the room and headed to whatever it was that he did. Lyle sat back in the chair again. He swiftly fell back to sleep, forgetting about his current situation.
Author's Note 2: Ok, ok, I know that it was short! But they have to be getting longer, or my aforementioned plot outline won't work. I'm workin on it. Keep in mind, though, that because they're longer, it will take longer to post them. So, I can't update everyday. Well, I don't do that now! But, anywho, it's starting to pick up now. He he he, I'll see you guys next chapter! ~~Samantha