Case #4: Terror streak
Rating: R
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Gil struggled some more at the though of Catherine being shot and bleeding to death in the next room.
"I need her" he whispered to himself " she can't die. I have to get out of here"
Gil began wriggling and pulling his feet back and forth in attempts to loosen the rope.
Gil then began rocking back and forth in the chair and pushing the chair up on two legs so eventually he would fall backwards and maybe.. Just maybe the chair might begin to crack like he bed frame had.
Paul walked back into the room where Gil was waiting. " What are you doing?" Paul smirked " you can't break free" he walked over and pulled the chair back on all four legs " no one has ever broke free and you can't, so stop"
"Why are you doing this?" Gil humoured him and joined in the conversation " Why?"
Paul shook his head " I don't know, I guess I am just crazy"
Gil shook his head " we can get you help, this does not have to end this way, you can let us go. Or at least let Catherine go, she needs to take care of her daughter"
Paul smiled " yeah, I heard about her. But Catherine begged me to let you go so you could take care of her daughter and she said she would stay with me forever and ever."
Gil made a face " Catherine would not say something like that, she loves me but her daughter is everything to her"
"Well" Paul smiled " she did and I agreed. Sort of. So I have come here to get rid of you"
Gil did not respond
"But now that I think of it I am changing my mind. I am not going to kill you, no way that's too easy. I think Catherine is going to do it, I bet I could convince her to pull the trigger"
Gil shook his head again
"Catherine would never"
Paul walked to the door to leave " well if she refuses, it will only be harder on her, making love to her was just the icing on the cake, there are so many other things I can do to her, or her to me" Paul smiled and walked out.
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Catherine sat on the floor and waited for Paul to return.
When the door swung open she staggered to her feet " Paul" she began only to see that the man in front of her was not Paul Winters but his equally crazy brother Jacob.
"What do you want" she snapped, " You came here to finish his dirty work?"
Jacob walked over to her "just be quite" he said as he began to untie her " just shut up"
Catherine shook her head in confusion " what are you doing?"
Jacob paused and looked her in the eye " I know you think I am just like Paul but I am not, you just don't understand. I had to help him otherwise I.." Jacob stopped talking and continued working on the ropes around her feet.
Catherine pulled away " if you are untying me just to hurt me then don't pretend to be my friend, don't try to act like the good guy"
"I'm not" he snapped " there are cops outside and all those people that you work with, they have the place surrounded, I am the one who told them where to find you. I am the reason you are going to get out of here alive."
Jacob finished with the ropes and helped her up " you have to trust me"