Ch.14

"Sean."

"That's right Sethy...the one and only."

Seth's blood boiled.

Sean was calling, they might actually find Summer.

Sandy sat down on the bed, watching his son carefully.

"Be calm," he whispered.

Seth gulped.

"Where is she Sean?"

"I don't know who you're talking about..."

"DAMMIT SEAN, just tell me where she is!" Seth yelled.

Sandy grabbed his arm.

"Easy, Seth..."

Sean laughed.

"Calm down buddy...I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

"Is she ok?"

No response.

Seth felt a lump form in the pit of his stomach.

"Just tell me if she's ok...please."

"She's fine Seth. She's right here next to me, perfectly healthy. A little banged up maybe, but no permanent damage."

Seth growled.

"If you lay one more hand on her..."

"Don't threaten me Seth...I'm in charge here alright? Now, I've called you because I am willing to make a little business arrangement. Is your daddy still there?"

Seth looked at Sandy.

"Yea, he's right here."

"I understand that your family has quite bank account Mr. Cohen. SO here's what I'm going to do: you tell your daddy that I want 10 million dollars by midnight tonight, and I'll give you back your Summer."

"10 million dollars? Jesus Sean..."

"No excuses Seth. 10 million, in cash. Meet me tonight, you or your daddy, I really don't care which one under the boardwalk by the Surf Shack with the money."

"But-"

"12 o clock Seth. IF you're not there by 12:01, she's dead, you understand me?"

Seth gasped.

"Let me talk to her."

"What?"

"I want to make sure she's really ok before I agree to any of this."

Sean grumbled.

"Ahh, hold on."

Seth held the phone close to his ear, waiting for her voice.

Then, like magic, it came.

"Cohen?"

Seth's eyes instantly swelled with tears.

"Summer..."

She started to cry.

"I'm ok Seth...really, I am."

"I was so worried about you...I thought..."

"I know...I thought you were too...that night when you got shot, I've never been so scared in my life."

"I know Sum...but I'm coming for you ok? I promise. I'll be there tonight."

She laughed, still sobbing.

"My hero..."

Sean grabbed the phone from her.

"That's enough. Now, you've heard her. You know she's ok. You know what the terms are. And I mean it Seth, one minute late, I'll kill her. Don't think I wont."

"I'll be there." Seth said sternly.

"And don't even think about bringing the cops with you Cohen. I have backup coming with me, and at the first sign of a cop, she's a goner as well, alright?"

Seth nodded.

"OK."

Sean laughed.

"It's been a pleasure doin business with you Mr. Cohen. I'll see you tonight."

The phone went dead.

Seth didnt move.

"What did he say?" Sandy asked.

Seth looked at his father.

"He want's 10 million in cash by midnight tonight...or he's going to kill her."

Sandy stood up angrily.

"5 million dollars? We don't have that kind of money Seth."

"What are you talking about? Of course we do. With the money from the Newport group, and my savings, we have plenty."

"No we don't. The Newport Group is useless. Your grandfather is filing for bankruptcy later this week."

"WHAT?"

"I'm sorry kiddo, but with your savings, and all the money from the house, and between your mother and I...I don't see how we can get 10 million by 12 o clock..."

"So we're just going to let him kill her? Is that what you're telling me?"

Seth jumped up from the hospital bed, this being the first time he had really stood since the shooting. His legs felt weak.

"Easy Seth," Sandy said, grabbing onto his arm so he didnt fall over.

"Don't touch me," Seth said. "We have to get that money. If we don't get 10 million dollars in about 9 hours, then he's going to KILL HER dad."

"Seth, I know, but-"

"No buts. I'm getting that money somehow. I don't care if I have to rob a bank to get it, but I am getting that 10 million."

Sandy sighed.

"Just sit down and let me think for a minute ok? There might be some stocks we could cash in, but I have no idea what they're worth. We can trade in the car, that's a nice chunk of change."

"Grandpa has to have money somewhere Dad. Even if the Newport Group is shot to hell, I know he has to have a sercret stash somewhere."

Sandy's eyes lit up.

"You're right...he does. I cant believe I forgot about it..."

Seth looked at him.

"He has one private bank account...he wouldn't tell Kirsten or me what the money was for...just that he was saving it for something really important..."

"This is important, this is Summer's life we're talking about here."

"You're grandfather is a very selfish man Son. He's not going to think that your girlfriend is worth millions of dollars. There's no way he would ever give us that money."

Seth smiled.

"Then we're just gonna have to steal it from him."

Sandy laughed.

"Now you know I don't condone stealing son...but when It comes to Caleb Nichols, I'm in."

Seth walked over to his dad and gave him a hug.

"Thank you."

Sandy smiled.

"Oh no son...thank you. It's not every day I get to steal from the richest man in Newport."

Seth laughed.

"Now, Sandy said looking around the room. "How are we going to sneak you out of this hopsital, get to the bank, and get the money?"

Seth thought for a moment.

"There's no way around it. We're going to have to tell mom."

"You're mother isnt going to agree to steal from her father Seth..."

"She's the only one who could ever have a chance of accessing that account Dad. It has to be her. Unless you want to rob the place at gunpoint..."

Sandy gulped.

"Ok, ok we'll tell her. But promise me one thing."

"What?" Seth asked.

"Make sure she wait's until after we have the money before she kills me..."

Summer looked out the window, a smile beaming across her face.

She was free, tonight.

Less than 10 hours, and she would be back where she belonged, with Seth.

"Well, darling daughter of mine, it looks like we're almost ready to go." Sara walked in with a suitcase.

"Baby, I cant believe this all worked out for us," Sean said walkin through the front door. "10 million dollars...can you believe it? We each get 5 million!"

Sara walked over and gave him a kiss.

"See, Seany, that's where you're wrong."

"What?" he looked at her.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a gun.

"Sara," Summer said backing away.

"What are you doing?" Sean asked.

"I'm sorry Sean...but I'm afraid the party's over for you."

He lunged at her, but it was too late.

She pulled the trigger.

Summer screamed.

Sean fell to the ground, gasping.

Sara looked down at him.

"Stupid Boy. Did you honestly think I was going to share the money with you? I killed my husband for that cash Sean...that 10 million is mine."

Sean looked over at Summer, her hands covering her face. Blood had splattered across her clothes.

He looked back at Sara. He felt his body go numb.

"Bye Baby." she said, giving him a smile. "See ya."

She walked over and grabbed Summer, dragging her to the car.

Sean heard them slam the doors and drive away, leaving him alone, to die.

"That Bitch," he said, gasping, his last words.

The air left his lungs, his eyes closed shut.

He was gone.