He sat back on the bed, his shirt half open, a drink in one hand, a cell
phone in the other. "I understand," he said. "I understand completely.
Believe me, I have all my ideas plotted out... I have everything under
control... Even you will be surprised with the way I've managed to pull
this off... It's called corporate takeover... You don't have anything to
worry about, I assure you... By the end of the week... without a doubt. I
won't let you down this time... Until then." He clicked to end his call
before placing the cell phone on the dresser.
He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, stretching his neck from side to side before standing and buttoning his shirt. He checked himself in the mirror quickly, grabbed his cell phone and car keys, and headed for the door.
Dixie stepped off of the elevator, looking around quickly to make sure that she was in the right place. There was no mistake, she was standing in Fusion. She tightly wrapped her arms across her chest and walked further inside.
"Look who's here," Mia said turning from Liza and approaching Dixie. "You mean you finally broke away from Tad for more than ten minutes?" Dixie was silent, pursing her lips. "Dixie? Did something happen with you and Tad? Are you OK?" Liza slowly walked up to Mia and Dixie.
Dixie's bottom lip began to quiver. "Somebody took him." Dixie began to cry. "Mia... somebody took him."
Mia led Dixie to a seat. "Slow down, Dixie," she said. "Somebody took who? What happened?"
"Junior." Dixie cried. "My baby is gone."
Mia looked over at Liza. "Does Tad..."
"He was there.... he was with me." Dixie said. "We took Junior to the park... Oh, my God, he was there one second and then he was gone. He was gone and now... I'm never going to see him again."
"Don't talk like that," Mia said, crouching down in front of her. "Hey. The police are on this, right?" Dixie nodded. "Derek Frye?" She nodded again. "He knows what he's doing, Dixie. Derek will find Junior and he'll bring him home to you."
"Everyone keeps saying that." Dixie said, standing. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it until... I have my little boy in my arms. Until he's home, running in the backyard, kicking the soccer ball around with Tad..." Dixie brought her hands up to her face and began to sob.
Mia put her arms around Dixie soothingly. "Maybe we should call Tad," Mia said, after a short pause. "Tell him you're here, so he doesn't flip out. OK?" Dixie sniffled and nodded. "Alright."
"I'm going to..." Liza started. "Can you handle this place on your own?" She looked at Mia.
"Go, Liza." Mia said. "Greenlee and Kendall should be here in an hour. Go." Liza nodded quickly, grabbing her purse and leaving the office. "Here we go." Mia said. "We'll just give Tad a ring. Everything will be fine. I'll help you anyway I can, OK?" Mia took Dixie's hand as she picked up the phone in her other and dialed Tad.
He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, stretching his neck from side to side before standing and buttoning his shirt. He checked himself in the mirror quickly, grabbed his cell phone and car keys, and headed for the door.
Dixie stepped off of the elevator, looking around quickly to make sure that she was in the right place. There was no mistake, she was standing in Fusion. She tightly wrapped her arms across her chest and walked further inside.
"Look who's here," Mia said turning from Liza and approaching Dixie. "You mean you finally broke away from Tad for more than ten minutes?" Dixie was silent, pursing her lips. "Dixie? Did something happen with you and Tad? Are you OK?" Liza slowly walked up to Mia and Dixie.
Dixie's bottom lip began to quiver. "Somebody took him." Dixie began to cry. "Mia... somebody took him."
Mia led Dixie to a seat. "Slow down, Dixie," she said. "Somebody took who? What happened?"
"Junior." Dixie cried. "My baby is gone."
Mia looked over at Liza. "Does Tad..."
"He was there.... he was with me." Dixie said. "We took Junior to the park... Oh, my God, he was there one second and then he was gone. He was gone and now... I'm never going to see him again."
"Don't talk like that," Mia said, crouching down in front of her. "Hey. The police are on this, right?" Dixie nodded. "Derek Frye?" She nodded again. "He knows what he's doing, Dixie. Derek will find Junior and he'll bring him home to you."
"Everyone keeps saying that." Dixie said, standing. "I can't believe it. I just can't believe it until... I have my little boy in my arms. Until he's home, running in the backyard, kicking the soccer ball around with Tad..." Dixie brought her hands up to her face and began to sob.
Mia put her arms around Dixie soothingly. "Maybe we should call Tad," Mia said, after a short pause. "Tell him you're here, so he doesn't flip out. OK?" Dixie sniffled and nodded. "Alright."
"I'm going to..." Liza started. "Can you handle this place on your own?" She looked at Mia.
"Go, Liza." Mia said. "Greenlee and Kendall should be here in an hour. Go." Liza nodded quickly, grabbing her purse and leaving the office. "Here we go." Mia said. "We'll just give Tad a ring. Everything will be fine. I'll help you anyway I can, OK?" Mia took Dixie's hand as she picked up the phone in her other and dialed Tad.