Gia got into the bathroom that was attached to Liz and Ric's room just as Ric entered the house. She quietly closed the door and took her cell phone out of her pocket. She had Jason's number in her phone book so she dialed that. With each ring, Gia's heart seemed to drop a little more.
"Jason Morgan always answers his phone, why the hell can't he do so now?" She muttered.
The voice message came on, followed by the tone. "Jason it's me Gia, I'm at Ric's and I..." She stopped as she heard Ric coming up the stairs. She made a dash for the bedroom and slid under the bed. She sighed in relief but looked around in panic as she realized that she had dropped her cell phone in the bathroom. It was too late to go back and get it; Ric was entering the room now. She would just have to pray that it had hung up.
Ric walked into the bedroom and took off his shirt. He threw it on the bed and proceeded into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and was undoing his pants when he heard a beeping sound. Curious, he turned around. He walked over to the door and almost tripped over a cell phone. He frowned as he picked it up, placing it to his ear.
"Your message has been sent, please hang up."
He ended the call and went to the call log to see who the last person who was called had been. Jason Morgan.
"Oh you've got to be kidding me." He looked around frantically, the phone still in his hand.
He ran into the bedroom and started looking around. He threw open the
closet and rummaged through it like a madman. He looked everywhere he could think of until he spotted the bed. "Why didn't I think of that before?" He said to himself as he kneeled down beside the bed, looking under.
There was nothing, except dust under the bed so he stood up. "Damnit, what if he's on his way?"
He ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. He rummaged through the
hidden cupboard until he found what he was looking for. The chloroform. He grabbed it, along with a facecloth. He walked into the living room and pressed the button. The door slid open and he walked in.
"Ric?" Carly asked. She obviously hadn't been expecting him back so soon.
"You're in luck, we're leaving." He stepped towards her menacingly.
"What?" She asked.
He didn't answer, instead he just stuffed the facecloth over her mouth. As her body went limp, he unlocked the chain on her ankle. He picked her up when he heard a car in the driveway. He knew it couldn't be Liz; she was out of town visiting her sister for a few days.
He panicked and dropped the remote. He was in too much of a hurry to get out so he didn't stop to pick it up. He went out the back door and placed Carly in the passenger seat of his car.