DISCLAIMER
Well, I wish I could claim the Power Rangers, but unfortunately they belong to Haim Saban, Fox Kids, and Disney. In case I didn't put it in the previous chapter, this applies for that one too. I only own Jason's jerk of a father.
Hours later, the search party that the Scotts had gathered reconvened back at their residence.
"We came up totally blank," Kimberly reported.
"Affirmative," Billy agreed glumly.
"No one can find him and we've all searched everywhere," Trini added.
"Man, this stinks," Zack stated.
"Guys, we can't give up. Jason wouldn't want that," Tommy reminded them.
"Yeah, but what else can we do? Jason's just not anywhere to be found," Kimberly responded. Meanwhile, Jason's parents were conversing with the primary officers.
"What do we do now?" asked Becky.
"We extend the parameters to include Stone Canyon and the surrounding vicinities," one of the officers replied. Just then, the phone rang.
"Oh, I know it'd be an awful thing to pull, but please let that be the kid stating this was all just a joke," an officer pleaded. Becky picked up the ringing instrument.
"Hello?" she queried.
"Hi, Becky," a voice sneered.
"Gary! What do you want?" Becky asked.
"Someone wants to talk to you," Gary sneered again. Then, she heard the words, "I'm okay, Mom."
"Jason!" Becky exclaimed.
"Who's Gary?" a third officer asked.
"Becky's ex-husband. They divorced when Jason was eight," Mike told them.
"Is there another phone?" the same officer asked quietly.
"Yes. In the kitchen," Mike told them. The officer went into the kitchen and silently picked up the receiver.
"What do you want, Gary?" Becky snapped.
"I want ten grand to get me and the kid out of Angel Grove," Gary answered.
"Gary, no. You can't have Jason," Becky objected. The man gave a short bark of laughter.
"I've already got him, Beck. You just get me that money, or you'll never see the brat alive again," Gary warned. Before she could say anymore, he hung up.
"Oh, no. Jason," the woman said worriedly.
