Moss spied his son, walking away from the phone booth and back to the warehouse they were holding Daphne and Danny captive in. He casually pulled up alongside Jake, whose eyes flashed with unmistakable fear and guilt for a moment before he regained his composure.
"Jake what the hell are you doing here I told you not to leave them alone" Moss sounded displeased but not angry.
"That agent is not going anywhere at the moment, I don't think he would be able to stand after what you did to him" Jake's tone was accusing. 'You promised nobody would get hurt"
He's just a smart arse agent Jake, it's your fault we had to bring him, now get in" Moss simply demanded. Jake nervously slid into the passenger side. They drove in silence for a while. Jake unwilling to engage in conversation, Moss biding his time.
"Who were you calling Jake?" Moss finally asked.
"I wasn't calling anyone dad, I just needed a walk" Jake confidently stated.
Moss seemed to accept this explanation, driving on calmly. He eased the car into a lay by on a deserted lane. Suddenly, Jake felt the full force of his father's fist catching him full in the face.
"Don't lie to me Jake!" he shouted, Jake was too stunned from the blow to initially respond.
"I'm not" he eventually muttered. Moss nodded, calmly got out of the car, walked around to the passenger side, yanking Jake out, sending him sprawling into the road.
"OK then Jake explain this to me" Moss stated pressing the button that replayed the conversation he had with the Agent and Daphne.
Jake initially recoiled in horror before his eyes began to blaze angrily. "OK yeh I talked to them and I tried to get them free, you're sick dad and I want nothing to do with you, I'm ashamed to be your son!" Jake spat out his last words, knowing that they would sting him.
Moss was furious and grabbed his son and pushed him against the car, his gun at his head.
"Go on then kill me! You're a bastard for what you did to her!" Jake challenged, all fear gone, standing rigid. Moss looked Jake in the eyes ready to squeeze the trigger on his betraying son but found he couldn't do it, lowering the pistol. Jake breathed heavily as Moss still held a tight grip on his collar, he spun him around fiercely, slamming his head against the car
"Nobody betrays me" he hissed, taping Jake's hands behind his back, he turned him around to face him once more simply saying "Sorry" before taping Jake's mouth shut and bundling him into the boot. The last thing he saw as he slammed the lid closed was the defiant but terrified look on his son's face.
He found himself shaking as he once more started his engine. Why couldn't he kill him? He had killed before and would kill again, his son had betrayed him and deserved to die but he couldn't do it. He sped back to the warehouse contemplating his turmoiled thoughts and wondering how much time he had before the cavalry would arrive.The dot on the screen, told him his targets were in range, he got on his phone to order the two attacks, getting closer to the ultimate conclusion.
Martin was sat in the back of the car that Velma Dinkley was driving when the call from Jack came through about the anonymous phone call. Martin breathed a sigh of relief hoping the nightmare would soon be over for his friend. He was just about to tell Velma the good news when the car was rammed viciously from behind causing Velma to skid "Shit" he hissed as the truck that was pursuing them got right up Velma's taillight. It rammed again harder trying to force them off the highway completely, Velma was losing control as the car took shove after shove as it tried unsuccessfully to pull away. Then from out of nowhere, another car came head on, they crashed straight into it before the car spun off the road and down a large ditch. The truck driver, job done, satisfied drove past the wreckage as people stopped to help.
He parked up a safe distance from the accident calling Moss to declare "It is done", before he set off on foot to complete the next part of Moss's deadly plans for revenge.