Chapter 7
Note- Once again sorry for the wait... I've just been so busy. Plus I was having trouble thinking of how to continue this, but I had a break through and this is what you get.
Carter laid in the doorway with blood trickling down his head to the floor. His eyes met with Abby's and he shot his eyes in the direction of the closed curtain. Abby scrambled behind the curtain while holding Jennifer tightly. They sat up on the gurney and remained silent.
Carter could feel the man's grasp on his hair as he pulled Carter's head up and placed the gun under his chin again. "Where is she?" he yelled. He knelt on Carter's back causing Carter to clench his teeth and close his eyes against the pain. The man got up and kept the gun pointed at Carter. "Get up," he ordered. Carter placed his hands on the ground and he could feel the glass digging through his skin and he pushed himself up. In a few seconds Carter was standing in the doorway. He took a glance into the room to secure that Abby and Jennifer were out of site.
The man took a look at all of the pleading faces watching his performance. "Tell me where my daughter is or else..." he stated while waving his gun. The room remained silent, as they watched Carter shaking his head from behind the man.
Abby held the crying girl tightly and tried her best not to break down as well. "Shh.... he'll be ok" she reassured. Jennifer looked up at her, "sorry" she said in a whisper. Abby was confused. Jennifer laid silent for another moment then suddenly and erratically broke out of Abby's grasp. "No" Abby stated as if yelling, but in almost a whisper.
Carter saw her running in the corner of his eye. Before she could get by him he grabbed her and held her back with one hand out of site behind the doorframe. "Let me go, he'll leave" she pleaded softly. Carter refused to give her up to this madman. He looked down into her precious eyes, pleading silently for her to stay back. "I can't," she said sniffling lightly. "Daddy!" she called out getting his attention. Carter's eyes widen with fear as the madman turned and looked over in the direction of the call.
"Jenny, come out here so we can go home." He said in a soft yet scary tone. Jenny found a way to push past Carter, but he quickly pulled her back behind him. "Let her go" her father snapped tightening his grip on the gun. Carter didn't move he just stood there staring back at the man before him and the gun strictly aimed at him.
Carter knew that he was fighting a losing battle if he didn't act soon. He had to get Jennifer away. He had only one hope. The man took a step closer and Carter took his chances. Before anyone could acknowledge what had happened Carter had jumped at the man and tackled him to the ground. Benton ran out to help Carter, Mark ran over and scooped up the child.
Carter swung at the man hitting him across the jaw. The man reached around and pulled Carter to the ground, giving him the strength in the battle. The man's weight pressed Carter's back to the ground. He looked away for a moment and saw that people were getting closer and he had lost his gun. Benton was only a few feet away when he was stopped dead in his tracks. The man pulled out a knife from the inside of his boot. He held it to Carter's throat and shook his head. Carter looked to his side and spotted the dropped gun. "Stop!" he screamed out. "Why didn't you just listen?" he questioned while sliding the knife down Carter's arm, causing blood the slowly stream down his right arm.
Mark was back behind the desk holding Jennifer out of site. Mark looked up at Carol standing beside were he was seated on the floor. "Carol," he whispered, "give me the phone." Carol carefully and slowly removed the phone from the desk and gave it to Mark. He quickly called for security. Once he hung up the phone he silently prayed for a miracle as he rocked slightly to calm the girl.
Note- sorry again. Hope that you enjoyed this chapter...please review, thanks a ton.