Chappy 13 and they still haven't been freed! I am so freakin evil! Oh well I love it and I'm sure you do too.
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"Where are we going?" Greg asked timidly, in the dark tunnel. Claustrophobia was starting to take affect and he wanted out of the tunnel as soon as possible.
"Somewhere away from the cops where I can dispose of you," Boss told him calmly.
Greg did not like the sound of that. Twisting his head painfully, he looked behind him and Boss, to glance a Sara. She was stumbling along, trying desperately to keep up and avoid being dragged. She had been able to spit out the gag, but stayed quiet.
Did the cops not notice that they weren't in the house anymore?
Sara jerked her rope as she tried to run the other way in desperation. Boss rolled his eyes and kept moving forward, easily overpowering her and forcing her to keep following him.
They feared the light at the end of the tunnel for to them it meant almost certain death.
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"No noise has been heard in there for ten minutes," one of the federal agents announced.
"Ok, storm it. We have no idea what he's doing to them in there," the lead agent (Agent Hareda) ordered.
"What about my son?" Mrs. Sanders asked. Her husband had joined her and had an arm wrapped around her waist.
"We'll do our best to get him out safe," the agent assured.
"You won't try to save him, you will," Mr. Sanders told the agent intimidatingly.
"We'll do whatever we can," he said and turned to his walkie talkie, "Snipers ready? Ok, everybody in!"
A mob of agents rushed into the house to find it empty, except for a body and a whole lot of blood.
"Search the residence carefully! Lives are depending on it!" Agent Hareda yelled.
The cops and FBI agents worked in a joint effort to search the house, but they came up empty. Nobody noticed the trapdoor underneath the basement stairs.
"Clear!" One of Hareda's agents shouted.
Agent Hareda waved Grissom over, "Your guys want to process it?" He asked.
Grissom nodded, finally a Fed who wasn't an ass. Grissom took out his cell phone and paged everyone of his CSI's, except for Greg and Sara.
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Boss neared the end of the tunnel. He knew it would be difficult, if not impossible to climb up the rope ladder carrying Greg, not to mention Sara would try to jerk him off it.
Luckily Boss's earlier caller had thought of this, "Pass up the girl to me first," the man yelled down into the tunnel. Boss put Greg on the ground and grabbed Sara. He lifted her upward toward the hands reaching down. The hands closed around her and lifted her the rest of the way up.
"Ok, pass up the guy," the man called. Boss picked Greg up again and the hands grabbed him and pulled him up as well. Greg winced as his arm was jostled in the process.
Boss through up the duffel bag containing the money and climbed up the ladder. He looked up at the starry sky. He had defied the odds and escaped the FBI.
"What do you want to do with them?" He asked his friend, pointing at Greg and Sara.
"Pretty girl, it would be a shame to waste beauty like that," the man pointed out.
"Yeah, Mick. Such a shame, but what about him?" Boss asked.
"Keep him for now. He seems to be a good punching bag from what I see," Mick observed.
"Hey, I got mad," Boss explained.
"Sure..." Mick said sarcastically.
Boss punched him lightly and Mick went to put Greg in the backseat.
"Stop, put him in the trunk," Boss said cruelly, forgetting about his eariler sympathy.
"No... please, no," Greg begged, but his cries fell upon deaf ears and he was put into trunk.
"You sick bastard," Sara voiced as she was put into the backseat.
"Get used to it," Boss told her laughing.
Sara was releived to find it was one of those cars where there was a small opening leading to the trunk. Carefully manuvering her bound hands she opened it.
"Greg," she whispered.
"Sara, thank god," Greg whispered back as the engine started up and the car began moving.
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Nick and Warrick had arrived together and were followed shortly after by Catherine. Grissom told them that Greg and Sara's kidanpper had dissappeared.
"It's our job to find out how and where they might have gone," Grissom explained and they needed no further prodding. Quickly they got to work at finding their friends, again.
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Well there you all go, hope you enjoyed.
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