Well I heard through the grapevine that people were begging for a new chapter. Who am I to let anyone down?
Here's Chapter 8. I wonder if Nick's going to be in it. HMMM I guess you are just going to have to read it. I know I'm so evil.
Catherine ran her fingers through her hair as she pulled up to the MVA. After she turned the ignition off, she sat in her car for a few minutes. She had to pull herself together. She was still in shock after receiving the news of Nick's disappearance.
'Why the hell did this have to happen?' She thought to herself as she exited the car. "I swear when I get my hands on those guys they are going to wish for a quick death." She said to herself out loud.
"Catherine, were you talking to me?"
Catherine quickly turned around to see Detective Vega standing there. She smiled. "No sorry. I was just talking to myself. Don't tell anyone … OK?
Vega smiled. "It will be just between the two of us. I heard about Nick, tough break."
"Yeah … thanks." She said while retrieving her camera and kit. "So what have we got here?" Catherine got right down to busy.
"The suspect came through here during the pursuit, Brass said that the Cadillac over there ran the red light. It seemed a bit too convenient and may have been a diversion so the van could get away. Just after the accident the driver and passenger disappeared. A coincidence … I don't think so.
Catherine processed what Vega had just told her. "This doesn't sound like a random kidnapping. This kidnapping was planned and intentional. They were definitely after Nick." She said to Vega as she looked at the Cadillac sitting in the middle of the intersection.
The rush that Nick had been feeling was starting to wear off. He struggled with his ropes. He felt closed in … he couldn't breath.
He was in the box again.
He could hear the guards laughing at him he didn't care. He had to get out and get away.
He was in that damn box again.
'Why him? What did he do to deserve this? Please somebody find me before I run out of air.' He cried to himselfHe continued to struggle, sucking in as much air as he could through his nose. Then suddenly it stopped. As quickly as the anxiety started it went away.
Nick took in a couple of deep calming breaths just like his doctor showed him. He was back in control.
It had only been minutes that had passed since his anxiety attack, but it seemed like hours. He sat silently in his chair concentrating on his breathing. He attempted to swallow but his throat was too dry.
He was still in the dark as to why he had been grabbed. His captors had hardly said a word since they grabbed him. He heard the door open and footsteps coming in. He jumped when he felt a hand on his right shoulder.
"Gee Nick a little jumpy aren't we?" Brent said as he pulled a chair over to Nick and sat down. All Nick could do was listen.
Brent looked up at the two men that were on either side of Nick now and spoke. "Take off his gag and blindfold."
Nick could feel both the blindfold and gag being removed. He squinted as he looked around. He noticed piles of old boxes with the name Hannah's Honey stamped all over them. He probably was in some old warehouse or factory.
His head turned back towards his captor. It was the same man that Nick had seen in the alley. Brent was looking at Nick like he just won the lottery. This made Nick nervous.
Nick licked his lips, swallowed and with an unsteady voice asked. "Who are you? What's this all about? Why did you bring me here?"
Brent smiled. "All very good questions Nick."
"And how do you know my name?" Nick interrupted.
"Interrupting me again would be bad for your health Nick. But I guess introductions are in order. I know your name; it would only be fitting if you knew mine. I'm Brent Mitchell and I can't tell you how happy I am to have you here."
"Yeah well the pleasure is all yours." Nick responded sarcastically while he was still looking around the room.
"Nick … I don't think you know how important your role here is."
"What the hell are you talking about?" he said confused
Brent stood up grabbed Nick's shirt and punched him in the face. "If you do not stop interrupting I will have you gagged again. Do you understand?" Brent screamed.
Nick struggled to get free so he could fight back, but was held down by the two linebackers standing next to him. He didn't answer. Brent punched him again.
"I said understand."
Nick drew in a shaky breath and finally said. "Yea, I understand."
Brent sat back down in is chair. "Good. Now where was I? Oh yea, your role here. You have been brought here as leverage."
"Leverage?"
"Yes … you my friend will be the leverage I need to convince the honorable William Stokes to free my brother. He's currently being held at the Dallas State prison until his trial starts."
Nick was shocked. He didn't see that coming. Nick's parents had been in the Criminal Justice field for close to 40 years, they always knew it was a possibility that something like this could happen. Nick always thought it would have been one of his sisters not him.
Brent saw the shocked look on Nick's face and couldn't help but smile.
"Now do you understand your value Mr. Stokes?
Nick let out a nervous chuckle, then answered.
"If you are going to use me for leverage. You are in for a very big surprise."
"Oh and why is that?"
"My father doesn't negotiate. He takes his job as a Supreme Court Justice very seriously. He will not fall for this and I won't let him. If your brother is anything like you then he probably deserves to be in jail." Nick sounded more confident then he really was. He could feel his heart racing. Another anxiety attack was coming. He closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.
Brent watched Nick with amusement. "That may be so Mr. Stokes but I have a feeling your father will eventually see things my way." He said standing up from the chair.
He continued to speak. "I'm not an ungracious host. You will be allowed to use the facilities with an escort of course and handcuffed." Brent reached into his coat pocked and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. "If you try to escape you'll regret it. Do you understand?"
Nick looked up at Brent. Every time Brent asked that question it made him feel like a trained dog. He had no choice but to answer.
"Yes I understand."
Nick watched Brent toss the handcuffs to the guy on his right giving him directions as well.
"Before you untie him get two more guys in here. I want him covered. He doesn't leave any of your sights for a single minute. Put those cuffs on him while he's out of that chair. When he's finished bring him back here and tie him back up. You can leave the blindfold and gag off. If he starts to get loud go ahead and put the gag back on."
Both men acknowledged their orders.
Brent looked back down at Nick. "Well Nick … I'm afraid I have to leave right now, but I will be back."
"Can't wait." He closed his eyes and mumbled to himself.
Before Nick knew it two more guys had joined him in the room. He was untied and handcuffed then led into an office by four men. The office was hidden in the corner of the room where he was held.
When he walked in he saw a desk slid into the corner with years of dust laying on it. There were old papers spread on the floor. Nick lost his footing and slipped as he was pushed towards and through another door.
The second room was a bathroom. There was an old rusted toilet to the left of the door. The sink, which was just as rusty, hung from the wall just few feet away. Papers also littered the floor. Nick was a bit uncomfortable, he wasn't used to being watched. He finished up quickly and was led back to his chair.
As Nick was led back to his chair he looked around and thought to himself. 'This was his chance to make a break. If I could just knock these guys out of the way, and get through that door.
Before the four guys could react Nick went into action. He head butted the guy to his right, as the guy bent over Nick kicked him. He then elbowed the other one in the face. He turned quickly with speed he didn't know he had. He grabbed the back of the chair with both hands picked it up and hit the two remaining guys with it. He threw the chair down and started running towards the door. As he reached the door, a single gunshot was heard.
BANG!
Well there you have it Chapter 8. I really had a hard time with this chapter. I hoped you liked it. Please let me know your thoughts and suggestions. Review Puh-lease!