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Chapter 2.

Chase grabbed Syd's arm she tried to struggled out of it, only increasing in the squeezing and pain in her arm. She didn't want to give up, but she saw Carlos near Gage and decided not to get him into this and tried to figure a way out.

"Let me go, please" Sydney pleaded to Chase, only to get a jerk as he pushed her up to the front of the bank where his twin brother, Carlos, stood. Sydney noticed Gage was near.

"Carlos, take the girl and tie her up. Separate her from the rest of the people. I'll round up the bank tellers and everyone else. Then we'll try to find a way out," Chase demanded as he shoved Sydney into him.

Carlos pushed Syd to the corner of the bank and reluctantly tied her up. He tied her feet up, and then her hands behind her back and around a pole.

"Damn you, let me go. Don't do this." Syd half way screamed at him. Carlos stared at her backhanding her in the process.

Sydney shifted and could feel a bruise developing on her cheek and dropping her head down as her hair cascaded down covering her face.

Meanwhile Chase had everyone in the other corner of the bank. He had them in a sitting positions except for the policeman who was suppose to be guarding the bank, he was laying on the ground with his hands behind his back in handcuffs Chase used to hold him.

Gage just happened to watch Carlos deeply as he backhanded Sydney. Anger raged in Gage, not being able to help her. He moved slightly in the direction twords Syd, scooting about a foot. Chase never even seen him move.

Chase held his pistol to his side for control. He watched as his brother backhanded the girl, and only snickered with a chuckle.

"Crazy old bitch, nobody, NOBODY..talks back to me. Your' sure to die when we get out of here." Carlos yelled at her backhanding her once again, the bruise becoming more visible than last time.

"Your only good to us until you get me and my brother out of here." Almost instantly a phone rang from beyond the commotion.

Carlos headed to the phone to hear someone on the other end of it.

"Let the hostages go? I think not. Our demands are simple, a hundred thousand dollars as soon as you get someone in here to open the safe for us to get it and a ride out of here with no following, Safety all through the state. If not, a certain hostage will die."

He said looking to Sydney who still had her head facing the ground. As his last word stated, he slammed the phone down on the receiver.

He took his rifle and sat it beside his brother while he went to look out of the window. Out side stood the police, Walker and Trivette.

Outside:

"How long they been in their?" Walker asked looking at the situation.

"Not sure, about an hour. One of the tellers tripped the alarm just recently and we got the call." The sherif reported. "Right now we've got a hostage situation if we don't do as they demand."

"Two of our rangers are in their and their sure to keep that hostage safe. If we can get one of them to answer their phones. We can arrange a plan." Trivette replied flipping his phone on dialing Sydney's number, not knowing the specific detail of 'who' the hostage was.

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Once again another cliffy. What will happen when Trivette calls? If you want to find out..I want at least two more reviews...Yet I'm sorry this is such a short chapter...A mean thing called Writers block hit me. But next time I will have more....Promise!!

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Amara