Chapter 6: Unconcious CSI

Sunday 29th June

09:13

Sleep had not visited Calleigh last night. It showed vividly on her face, great bags under her eyes. But as she drove the immense Hummer down the road, sleep was not an option. True was the verdict that last night had been devoted to mostly crying and panicking. But somehow, she had thought back to those terrible moments and realised something. But what chance did they have if the kidnapping had been done so well that no clues had been left? Calleigh shook her head.

Normally Calleigh would be at home, getting ready, but at half six this morning, Calleigh had gotten dressed and into the Hummer and drove off. She needed space, not the bustle and harsh nature of the CSI lab. Her cell phone had been switched off along with her pager. But she still had them with her, to try and find them. But, the kidnappers should have taken Horatio's phone off him, surely. But, was there a slight chance that, they hadn't done so. Calleigh pulled the Hummer swiftly over and grabbed her cell phone. It beeped as the screen flickered on. Calleigh scrolled down the phone book list and… there it was. Horatio's number. Suddenly Calleigh felt hesitant, but pressed her finger down on the call button and lifted it to her ear. There were a few seconds of machine silence and then it began to ring. Calleigh didn't breathe. Her chest was tight and her lungs were frozen. Her fist was clenched tightly on her knee. The ringing carried on for about a minute and then…

"Calleigh?"

"Horatio!" Calleigh felt like bursting into tears. "Where are you?"

"I wish I knew that as well." He replied. Suddenly there was a yell and Calleigh heard the phone drop. But she heard the distant voices of the two captives.

"Leave him alone!" Cried a girls' voice. That was definitely Chloe. There was a laugh and Calleigh heard Horatio yell, "BACK AWAY FROM HER!" Someone fell on the phone.

"HORATIO?" Calleigh screamed. There was the sound of muffled movement and then the phone went dead. Calleigh looked like a statue, sat there, her mouth open and her hand tight around the phone. Then a single tear passed down her cheek and she leant forward on the steering wheel, sobbing hysterically.

Mark stared down at the two unconscious captives, with a sour look on his face. He now wore a cashmere suit with gold cufflinks. As he turned sharply, he rounded on Joe.

"You idiot! Now, thanks to the lack of your brain power, we shall have to move! The CSI shall track that call and find us. Lucky for you it was the female CSI and it shall take some time for her to reach the lab. And…" His voice suddenly turned sharper, his eyes at a squint, "since when did I give you permission to beat the girl like that!"

"I don't need permission." Joe growled, cracking his knuckle threateningly.

"You will ask for it when this girl escapes and it's your fault." Mark hissed. He waved his hand at Chloe and Horatio. "Go put her in the truck. We'll leave the CSI here as a warning."

"Is that a good idea? I mean, he knows what we look like and stuff." Joe grunted, looking idiotically at Mark.

"No, it is exactly what we need. Just threaten the girls' life and get the information. Then, to prove what we can do, we'll kill her." Mark replied, stroking his gun fondly.

"But that's just…unfair." Joe said, frowning at Mark.

"Whoever said that kidnapping was fair?" Mark laughed and he left. Joe followed him with his dark eyes. He grabbed the scruff of Chloe's neck and dragged her to a white Toyota van. He opened the back door and threw her inside. He heard her groan and shut the door silently. He couldn't risk the CSI waking up.

Two minutes later, Mark came back down, a metal suitcase grasped in the other hand. He gave one more glance at the unconscious CSI and then climbed into the van. Joe followed. The van engine awoke with a growl and they drove away.

"Where are they, Stone?"

"I'm telling you man, I don't know!"

"Look, you know where they were and what they were talking about. So you know where they are now!"

Frank looked seriously pissed off as he glared down at the guy Calleigh had caught. His skin was tanned and he was wearing a black shirt with black trousers. His hands were cuffed under the desk and as he stared back, nothing let on to Frank where Horatio and Chloe were. There was a sudden clicking at the door and Alexx came in, looking mortified.

"Frank, come out here quick!" Frank gave one last death glare at Stone and walked out into the corridor.

"The kidnappers have been located!"

Short, yes, I know. Sorry.

From TheNextTitan