The room was dark, with no sounds but the distant drip from water coming in from the ceiling. In the dark, tied to a chair was Mercedes. Arms duct-taped behind the chair, legs duct taped to the chair legs. She was unconscious, head hanging down against her chest. Her shirt was removed, leaving her in the halter-top she had underneath. As she started to come to, she moaned a few times. Unsure of what had happened. She didn't know what hit her. She thought she had passed out until she tried to move. She looked up to see total darkness. She heard the dripping and tried to look around, but her head hurt. A light in the room came on, making her wince and look down.
"Hello Sleeping Beauty..." The voice was coming from a speaker box across the room. After her eyes adjusted to the light she looked around, not seeing anything. There were boarded up windows, but the room was small. Like a closet. She shuddered and started trembling, thoughts of childhood springing on her.
"Glad to see you're awake... Sorry you had to be involved in this, but. Frankly, I hate your kind, and the less of you there are, the happier I am. You can stop trembling. There are no spiders here...yet. Yes, I know all about you, and your family. You don't like enclosed spaces, and spiders scare you. Your mother Rose. She's afraid of being alone. You're oldest brother Maurice. He's afraid of the dark and open windows. And I won't even begin to tell you about your father, Anthony and your other brother Mikey. I've been watching for family for a long time."
Mercedes looked for how he could see her, but saw nothing. After a moment she saw something in the corner. The teddy bear Carlos gave her after she woke up form her coma. Eyes widening, she wondered how it came to be where she was. Last time she saw it, it was on her bed, at home. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She would never let anyone see her cry, especially not someone that seemed to know every weakness of her family. "What do you want..."?
"I want to see your family suffer, the way mine has. I hate your kind. Always out to save another. Luckily Mikey doesn't have much of a conscious anymore. Only you and Maurice seem to. Too bad. Had you been like Mikey, we might not be here now. But you chose your path, and I chose mine. Now. I am coming in. You will not see my face, since I covered it, and we are going to call your brother."
After a moment the door opened and a man wearing a Bill Clinton mask walked in. Her eyebrows furrowed as she saw it. She thought to herself you have got to be kidding me. Moving towards her, he had a cell phone out. It was her cell phone and she knew it. She sighed, shaking her head. She knew she never should have gotten one. The man walked up to her and pressed call. It said "Mo" on the screen. After a moment if dialing someone picked up.
"This is Boscorelli." Came from the receiver.
The man spoke into the phone as 2 other men walked into the room, walking to either side of Mercedes. "Hello Maurice. Remember me? You probably don't. But I'll make you remember. I have someone who wants to talk to you. Talk."
"Moving the phone to Mercedes ear, she said one word. "Mo?"
She heard her brother talking, asking her where she was. As she tried to talk, the phone was pulled away.
"As you can see, she's fine. Now. Is that anyway to talk to someone has your baby sister bound to a chair, in a closet? Just like your father used to do to her? I think not. You will listen to me and closely. Want her back, listen to my demands. Don't..And just say the word; I will make her disappear."
The receiver was quiet, then a response. "What do you want?"
"I want you, and your family. Mikey, Rose and Anthony, together, or someone gets hurt." Nodding to the 2 men they each pulled out a switchblade.
"And just so you are clear. I am not joking. Here is an idea of what can happen when you don't follow instructions." Nodding the 2 men held her arms as the man moved the phone near her mouth. Both men slowly moved the knives down her arms, making a jagged slice. Mercedes screamed in pain and cried out.
"You son of a bitch! Stop it!" The receiver was louder, Bosco was yelling. Putting the phone back to his ear, the men tisked.
"Now you know. Be together, the entire family, in 3 hours under the Hudson Bridge, near the field by the east bank. I will be watching it, I see any sort of cop, and Mercedes here gets sent you in pieces." Hanging up, the man snickered as blood trailed down Mercedes arms, making a small puddle behind her.
The reciever was quiet, then a response. "What do you want."
"I want you, and your family. Mikey, Rose and Anthony, together, or someone gets hurt." Nodding to the 2 men each other pulled outa switchblade.
"And just so you are clear. I am not joking. here is an idea of what can happen when you don't don't follow instructions.." Nodding the 2 men held her arms as the man moved the phone near her mouth. Both men slowly moved the knives down her arms, making a jagged slice. mercedes screamed in pain and cried out.
"You son of a bitch! Stop it!" the reciever was louder, Bosco was yelling. Putting the phone back to his ear, the men tisked.
"Now you know. Be together, the entire family, in 3 hours under the hudson bridge, near the field by the east bank. I will be watching it, I see any sort of cop, mercedes here gets sent you in pieces." Hanging up, the man snickered as blood trailed down mercedes arms, making a small puddle behind her.
"Hello Sleeping Beauty..." The voice was coming from a speaker box across the room. After her eyes adjusted to the light she looked around, not seeing anything. There were boarded up windows, but the room was small. Like a closet. She shuddered and started trembling, thoughts of childhood springing on her.
"Glad to see you're awake... Sorry you had to be involved in this, but. Frankly, I hate your kind, and the less of you there are, the happier I am. You can stop trembling. There are no spiders here...yet. Yes, I know all about you, and your family. You don't like enclosed spaces, and spiders scare you. Your mother Rose. She's afraid of being alone. You're oldest brother Maurice. He's afraid of the dark and open windows. And I won't even begin to tell you about your father, Anthony and your other brother Mikey. I've been watching for family for a long time."
Mercedes looked for how he could see her, but saw nothing. After a moment she saw something in the corner. The teddy bear Carlos gave her after she woke up form her coma. Eyes widening, she wondered how it came to be where she was. Last time she saw it, it was on her bed, at home. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't. She would never let anyone see her cry, especially not someone that seemed to know every weakness of her family. "What do you want..."?
"I want to see your family suffer, the way mine has. I hate your kind. Always out to save another. Luckily Mikey doesn't have much of a conscious anymore. Only you and Maurice seem to. Too bad. Had you been like Mikey, we might not be here now. But you chose your path, and I chose mine. Now. I am coming in. You will not see my face, since I covered it, and we are going to call your brother."
After a moment the door opened and a man wearing a Bill Clinton mask walked in. Her eyebrows furrowed as she saw it. She thought to herself you have got to be kidding me. Moving towards her, he had a cell phone out. It was her cell phone and she knew it. She sighed, shaking her head. She knew she never should have gotten one. The man walked up to her and pressed call. It said "Mo" on the screen. After a moment if dialing someone picked up.
"This is Boscorelli." Came from the receiver.
The man spoke into the phone as 2 other men walked into the room, walking to either side of Mercedes. "Hello Maurice. Remember me? You probably don't. But I'll make you remember. I have someone who wants to talk to you. Talk."
"Moving the phone to Mercedes ear, she said one word. "Mo?"
She heard her brother talking, asking her where she was. As she tried to talk, the phone was pulled away.
"As you can see, she's fine. Now. Is that anyway to talk to someone has your baby sister bound to a chair, in a closet? Just like your father used to do to her? I think not. You will listen to me and closely. Want her back, listen to my demands. Don't..And just say the word; I will make her disappear."
The receiver was quiet, then a response. "What do you want?"
"I want you, and your family. Mikey, Rose and Anthony, together, or someone gets hurt." Nodding to the 2 men they each pulled out a switchblade.
"And just so you are clear. I am not joking. Here is an idea of what can happen when you don't follow instructions." Nodding the 2 men held her arms as the man moved the phone near her mouth. Both men slowly moved the knives down her arms, making a jagged slice. Mercedes screamed in pain and cried out.
"You son of a bitch! Stop it!" The receiver was louder, Bosco was yelling. Putting the phone back to his ear, the men tisked.
"Now you know. Be together, the entire family, in 3 hours under the Hudson Bridge, near the field by the east bank. I will be watching it, I see any sort of cop, and Mercedes here gets sent you in pieces." Hanging up, the man snickered as blood trailed down Mercedes arms, making a small puddle behind her.
The reciever was quiet, then a response. "What do you want."
"I want you, and your family. Mikey, Rose and Anthony, together, or someone gets hurt." Nodding to the 2 men each other pulled outa switchblade.
"And just so you are clear. I am not joking. here is an idea of what can happen when you don't don't follow instructions.." Nodding the 2 men held her arms as the man moved the phone near her mouth. Both men slowly moved the knives down her arms, making a jagged slice. mercedes screamed in pain and cried out.
"You son of a bitch! Stop it!" the reciever was louder, Bosco was yelling. Putting the phone back to his ear, the men tisked.
"Now you know. Be together, the entire family, in 3 hours under the hudson bridge, near the field by the east bank. I will be watching it, I see any sort of cop, mercedes here gets sent you in pieces." Hanging up, the man snickered as blood trailed down mercedes arms, making a small puddle behind her.