A New Face in the Race
Chapter 10
Luke's
"Do you know how many addresses are on this sheet?" Luke asked, exhausted. He and Jason were looking through the list at his club.
Jason sighed, "Getting frustrated isn't going to help Luke."
Luke stood up and started to pace. "I know that! What would you be doing if you were in my shoes and your son or daughter was kidnapped?"
"I honestly hope that never happens." Jason answered.
Luke sat down heavily. "I hope you don't experience what I'm going through either, honestly."
"Hey, Luke." Jason said finding something on the list.
"What?" Luke said alarmingly.
"There's a couple of numbers here."
"Why don't we call them up?" Jason suggested.
"Then this Bowen guy will know I'm close." Luke explained.
"What if we get the daughter?" Jason asked, bringing up the topic neither wanted to discuss.
"How do we know she isn't as bad as him?"
"How do we know if she hates her father?" Jason answered Luke's question with a question. He continued when Luke said nothing. "We know this Bowen guy has quite a temper. He might be." Jason didn't want to finish. He couldn't imagine being in her shoes if he was.
"Abusive? There's always a chance she might help I guess. I'll try anything at this point." Luke grabbed his cell phone and tried a number. There was no answer. He tried another, but still no connection. Luke looked over at Jason.
"The third times always a charm." Jason shrugged.
Luke nodded and found what looked like a cell phone number. Luke put in the numbers. After a few rings someone picked up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Emily was huddled in a corner of a small room when she heard a ring. She looked around the small room and saw her father's cell phone. Emily debated to answer it or not too. She slowly crawled over to where it was and picked it up.
"Hello?" She said shakily.
Luke stopped at the sound of a young girl's scared voice. "Who is this?"
"I." a few seconds passed, "Emily."
Luke guessed this was the daughter and looked over at Jason. He just nodded.
"Bowen? Emily Bowen?'
"Yes." Luke took a deep breath when she said this.
"Okay. Do you know if your father is holding a hostage?"
"Yes." Emily answered once again. She wasn't sure how to answer this question. It was a direct but odd one.
Luke smiled. Now he just needed to track to where she was. Luke guessed he needed another minute for the tracking to be complete.
"Is his name Lucky?" Luke pressed on.
"It seems to be his nickname." Emily said.
"Be. He's still alive." Luke felt relief overcome him.
"Yes. He might be a little malnutritioned and tired maybe."
Luke was surprisingly glad to hear this. Those things can be fixed. "And you are as well I presume." Luke just needed a few more seconds.
Emily didn't know how to respond. She was about to when she heard some doors being slammed. She dropped the phone as the door to the room opened. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hello? Anyone there?" Luke asked. Luke hung up the phone, it didn't matter though. It was enough time to trace the call.
"He's in Port Charles at an abandoned warehouse." Luke found out.
"All along?" Jason was surprised.
Luke nodded and grabbed his coat. "Come on." Luke was walking to the door.
"What if it's a trap?" Jason said, catching up to him.
"I expect it to be."
Luke's
"Do you know how many addresses are on this sheet?" Luke asked, exhausted. He and Jason were looking through the list at his club.
Jason sighed, "Getting frustrated isn't going to help Luke."
Luke stood up and started to pace. "I know that! What would you be doing if you were in my shoes and your son or daughter was kidnapped?"
"I honestly hope that never happens." Jason answered.
Luke sat down heavily. "I hope you don't experience what I'm going through either, honestly."
"Hey, Luke." Jason said finding something on the list.
"What?" Luke said alarmingly.
"There's a couple of numbers here."
"Why don't we call them up?" Jason suggested.
"Then this Bowen guy will know I'm close." Luke explained.
"What if we get the daughter?" Jason asked, bringing up the topic neither wanted to discuss.
"How do we know she isn't as bad as him?"
"How do we know if she hates her father?" Jason answered Luke's question with a question. He continued when Luke said nothing. "We know this Bowen guy has quite a temper. He might be." Jason didn't want to finish. He couldn't imagine being in her shoes if he was.
"Abusive? There's always a chance she might help I guess. I'll try anything at this point." Luke grabbed his cell phone and tried a number. There was no answer. He tried another, but still no connection. Luke looked over at Jason.
"The third times always a charm." Jason shrugged.
Luke nodded and found what looked like a cell phone number. Luke put in the numbers. After a few rings someone picked up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Emily was huddled in a corner of a small room when she heard a ring. She looked around the small room and saw her father's cell phone. Emily debated to answer it or not too. She slowly crawled over to where it was and picked it up.
"Hello?" She said shakily.
Luke stopped at the sound of a young girl's scared voice. "Who is this?"
"I." a few seconds passed, "Emily."
Luke guessed this was the daughter and looked over at Jason. He just nodded.
"Bowen? Emily Bowen?'
"Yes." Luke took a deep breath when she said this.
"Okay. Do you know if your father is holding a hostage?"
"Yes." Emily answered once again. She wasn't sure how to answer this question. It was a direct but odd one.
Luke smiled. Now he just needed to track to where she was. Luke guessed he needed another minute for the tracking to be complete.
"Is his name Lucky?" Luke pressed on.
"It seems to be his nickname." Emily said.
"Be. He's still alive." Luke felt relief overcome him.
"Yes. He might be a little malnutritioned and tired maybe."
Luke was surprisingly glad to hear this. Those things can be fixed. "And you are as well I presume." Luke just needed a few more seconds.
Emily didn't know how to respond. She was about to when she heard some doors being slammed. She dropped the phone as the door to the room opened. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hello? Anyone there?" Luke asked. Luke hung up the phone, it didn't matter though. It was enough time to trace the call.
"He's in Port Charles at an abandoned warehouse." Luke found out.
"All along?" Jason was surprised.
Luke nodded and grabbed his coat. "Come on." Luke was walking to the door.
"What if it's a trap?" Jason said, catching up to him.
"I expect it to be."