Dallas opened her eyes and tried to figure out where she was. Her
vision was blurred and she didn't really remember what happened. She moved
her right arm and realized that she was handcuffed to a bed. She rubbed
her face with her free hand and sat up. She blinked to clear her vision
and looked around the room. There were metal blinds on the windows, there
was a big chair in the corner, and there were three doors, one was a
closet, one led to a bathroom, and one led out of the room.
As she was looking around, she heard someone messing with the door, probably unlocking it. Deacon entered the room. "You're awake. Good."
"What do you want?" She asked, more pissed than scared.
"You're gonna help me with a little problem I have."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. You're gonna tell me what you know about your brother."
"Hmmm.how bout no?"
He was over by her, holding her by her throat, in lightening speed. "You're gonna tell me or I'll kill you."
"I don't know anything about my brother. I've never even met him. He probably won't care if you killed me or not."
"I'm bearing that all in mind, I want you to come with me." He unlocked the cuff from the bed and put it around her free wrist. He dragged her out into the living room and pushed her to the floor. She rolled over onto her back and went to kick him but he stopped her. "You wouldn't want to be bleeding the first time you see your big brother, now would you?"
"Fuck you."
"That can be arranged. Maybe later." He sat down and opened his laptop. He clicked on a couple things and pressed a couple buttons. A few seconds later, Blade appeared on the screen. "Blade."
"Frost." Blade said, not sounding happy at all. "What do you want?"
"I have someone who wants to meet you." He turned his web cam to face Dallas. "Meet your little sister, man. Beautiful, ain't she? Say hi to your brother, Dallas."
"Eric." Dallas said, amazed at the resemblance between him and her father.
"Dallas. How'd you get her, Frost?"
"It wasn't easy. Your sister puts up a good fight. She's just like you. That's not important, though. What is important is what I want in return for your sister's safe release."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to stay away. Stay away from my clubs, stay away from my familiars, stay away from my buildings. If you do as you're told, your sister will be returned to you in one piece when I'm done with her. If I hear that you've been wreaking havoc on my property, she's turned. If you kill anyone under my command for any reason, she dies. Got it?"
"Yeah."
"Good." He cut the link to Blade's computer before he could say anything else to him or Dallas. He grabbed Dallas by her hair and pulled her up off the floor. He led her back to the bedroom and handcuffed her back to the bed.
"You know he's not gonna listen to you. He doesn't care about me. He doesn't even know me. He probably wants me to die. Our father never did anything for him. He'll probably be happy to hear that you snapped my neck or shot me in the chest."
"As much as I would love to do that, I can't. I've got plans for you and I can't do anything with a dead body, now, can I?" He left the room and locked to door behind him, leaving her sitting on the bed in the dark by herself.
As she was looking around, she heard someone messing with the door, probably unlocking it. Deacon entered the room. "You're awake. Good."
"What do you want?" She asked, more pissed than scared.
"You're gonna help me with a little problem I have."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah. You're gonna tell me what you know about your brother."
"Hmmm.how bout no?"
He was over by her, holding her by her throat, in lightening speed. "You're gonna tell me or I'll kill you."
"I don't know anything about my brother. I've never even met him. He probably won't care if you killed me or not."
"I'm bearing that all in mind, I want you to come with me." He unlocked the cuff from the bed and put it around her free wrist. He dragged her out into the living room and pushed her to the floor. She rolled over onto her back and went to kick him but he stopped her. "You wouldn't want to be bleeding the first time you see your big brother, now would you?"
"Fuck you."
"That can be arranged. Maybe later." He sat down and opened his laptop. He clicked on a couple things and pressed a couple buttons. A few seconds later, Blade appeared on the screen. "Blade."
"Frost." Blade said, not sounding happy at all. "What do you want?"
"I have someone who wants to meet you." He turned his web cam to face Dallas. "Meet your little sister, man. Beautiful, ain't she? Say hi to your brother, Dallas."
"Eric." Dallas said, amazed at the resemblance between him and her father.
"Dallas. How'd you get her, Frost?"
"It wasn't easy. Your sister puts up a good fight. She's just like you. That's not important, though. What is important is what I want in return for your sister's safe release."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to stay away. Stay away from my clubs, stay away from my familiars, stay away from my buildings. If you do as you're told, your sister will be returned to you in one piece when I'm done with her. If I hear that you've been wreaking havoc on my property, she's turned. If you kill anyone under my command for any reason, she dies. Got it?"
"Yeah."
"Good." He cut the link to Blade's computer before he could say anything else to him or Dallas. He grabbed Dallas by her hair and pulled her up off the floor. He led her back to the bedroom and handcuffed her back to the bed.
"You know he's not gonna listen to you. He doesn't care about me. He doesn't even know me. He probably wants me to die. Our father never did anything for him. He'll probably be happy to hear that you snapped my neck or shot me in the chest."
"As much as I would love to do that, I can't. I've got plans for you and I can't do anything with a dead body, now, can I?" He left the room and locked to door behind him, leaving her sitting on the bed in the dark by herself.