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Killhill2003 – don't worry read the next bit and you'll learn what's going on. And please keep on reading and reviewing it keeps my muse happy and my mate said the exact same thing as you when she read it

Chapter 7 Thursday

Part I – Sly tricks

The phone rang noisily and echoed around the Creighton-Ward mansion, alerting all who were there that it was breaking time.

There had been nothing since yesterday morning and the air was tight with frustration and other emotions.

Lucille stared as the phone rang again and then glanced up at the Detective who nodded.

All of the police officers had the tape machines going and listening devices.

So far there had been no communication from anyone other than one of Penny's friends who had heard about it on the news and called to see if everything was all right.

As the first tones of the third ring sounded Lucille grabbed the phone from it's holder and raised it praying that it was nothing bad.

"This is Lucille Tracy speaking, whose there?" she asked trying to keep the fear out of her voice.

"Momma?" she heard a tiny whisper filled with fear and tears before a brief struggle and a stifled scream, "Hello Lucille" came the almost melodic tone of James voice causing Lucille to shudder inwardly.

"Where's my daughter?" it was a statement and not a request.

"She safe for the time being, Lucille. But your next set of actions could easily end up with her dead" his voice was monotone and serious in every respect.

Lucille was visibly shaking and Scott had to hold John back so that he would not go towards her.

"What do you want so badly that you would take my daughter?" the reply made her shudder, "I want you back"

Phil starred transfixed at the floor, trying to keep the tears from her eyes but failing every passing second.

The conversation between James and her mother was lost on her and fear was slowly gnawing at her very being. She may have been strong when around her brothers but here all she could be was a very scared eight-year-old who wanted only to return home.

The phone slammed down and then was pulled out of the wall making it impossible for any more calls to be made or received.

Phil tried to keep her eyes on the ground and not look at her tormentor but the sound of his approaching boots made her look up with a slight cry of fear.

James's eyes remained blank as fresh blood trickled down Philadelphia's face. The knife was only small but it would be enough to hurt her and James intended to make life hell for Lucille and her other five brats before any of this was over.

"You stay here and don't cause me any problems. It's up to them now what happens to you and if I find out that they're not going to respond to my simple request then I will kill you"

Fresh tears fell down Phil's face and mixed with the blood from the fresh cut on her cheek. James had been serious and if anything did go wrong then he would carry out everything he said.

Rydal pulled off the remainder of the ropes and ran towards the child, scooping her up into his arms almost like a father would do.

Tears were in his eyes at that point and he already knew that there would be more to spill before this was finished.

But somehow he knew that she would survive though in what state had yet to be seen. In his minds eye a much older version of Phil wandered past him.

She looked different with short bleach white hair, flashing green eyes and a long straight scar running across her left cheek.

"You'll be okay, Phil...he's not going to kill you whilst I am around" he said praying that was his vision was telling him was real and not just a possibility of the future that was never to happen.

A.N

It's getting there and luckily my mate is acting as a second muse and has come up with some more twists for this My next update might be heavily delayed as I'm currently going through the start of Uni and no idea of when I'll be able to write the next but.

Still review for the time being