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Loyalties ch.4
"Okay Mr. criminal mastermind, I hope you can come up with a plan to get us out of this one."C-note whispered to Abruzzi, who was sitting on
the floor next to him.
Abruzzi looked at the man,an expression of annoyance on his face.
"Come on man, you were a mob boss right? Surely you must have some kinda plan forming in that head of yours." C-note pressed.
"The circumstances were generally quite different in my past experiences."Abruzzi replied.
"In other words, you don't have a plan."C-note said with a sigh.
"That would be correct. What about you?" he asked.
"I'm drawing a blank."he answered.
"Ah." Abruzzi said, and they sat in silence for several minutes, each lost in their own thoughts, until C-note spoke again.
"He ain't doing so good is he?" he asked looking at where Micheal lay on the other side of the room with his head in the teenaged girl's lap..
"No."was Abruzzi's quiet reply
"Think he's gonna die?"C-note asked.
Abruzzi turned his head to look at the man beside him as he answered,"I don't know."
"Yeah," C-note said, then added quietly,"I hope not."
Almost imperceptively, Abruzzi said,"Me neither."
Cassie looked at the man holding the phone out to her, annoyance crossing her face,"Why are you giving the phone to me you idiot? Give it to my
father!" she yelled. The man muttered a quick reply and handed the phone to one of the other men, who once you took a good look, was undoubtedly
the girls father. They both had the same dark hair, and blue eyes, the only difference being his hair was tinged with gray.
"Henry Pope," the man said in a deep voice,"I do believe it's been too long since we last spoke old friend."
Apparently Pope didn't immediately recognize his voice,"Come on Henry, it's your old pal Carl Ray, you haven't forgotten such a close friend have you?"
He was silent for a minute as the other man spoke from his end of the phone.
"Well Henry,I know you're wondering why I am calling and bothering you at work , with you being such a busy man these days it's the only
place I could reach you, So I'll get straight to the point Henry I want the money you owe me and I want Scott."
Another silence passed.
"Oh, I believe you'll give me anything I want Henry, that is if you don't want me to kill your family."he said lightly.
Their was muffled yelling heard from the phone, then Carl spoke again.
"Oh, I assure you Henry, I have your family, your wife,son, and granddaughter, right in this very room with me."he said smugly.
Silence,then "Sure, you can talk to her."he said kindly."Paul,bring Mrs. Pope over here for a moment."he ordered, to a tall blonde man, who
was standing over the woman.
He helped her to her feet, and they came over to Carl, who handed her the phone.
"Henry?"she asked in a quivering voice.
Silence as he spoke.
"Yes, they came to the house and forced me to come with them. I was so scared." she continued in a wavering voice.
he asked something from his end and she replied.
"Yes, they got Mark when he was leaving work, and Kim after she was leaving cheerleading practice."
More questions from him.
"No Henry, they haven't hurt any of us, but there's other people here that are being held just because they were in the wrong place at
the wrong time, and a young man's been shot, you've gotta do something Henry."she cried,and Carl jerked the phone from her hands.
"Now you believe me Henry?"Carl asked.
silence.
"Well I suggest you get to work on getting my boy out of that hellhole you run, and getting me my money, if you don't want the missus and the kids
to suffer the same fate as the young man she mentioned."he said with an evil laugh.
silence.
"I expect a call back within the next three hours Henry, oh and don't bother trying to trace the call,it'll be a waste of time, I assure you. Three hours."he repeated
then hung up.
"Dad! Why did you make him think we were the ones who shot Micheal?" Cassie asked angrily.
"Dear, if he thinks we mean business, and thinking we shot someone will achieve that, he will comply much quicker. See this whole mishap is going in our
favor Cass."he answered with a smile.
"But we are going to let them go when we get what we want right?"she asked, and when he didn't immediately answer she said it again,"Right?"
"Of course baby. Of course."he finally answered, but she was not convinced he was being truthful.
Micheal had drifted off into a restless sleep, but was now awakening, and all the pain came rushing back on him at once, as he looked around
at his surroundings through unfocused eyes.
"L-lincoln?" he said through chattering teeth,as he looked around trying to find his brother.
"He's right over there Micheal."Kim said in a hushed tone."See? Over there sitting with your other friend."
He finally made out the sight of Lincoln, who was staring in his direction.
"Y-yeah I see him."he said, slowly laying his head back in her lap."W-was afraid he left me."
"Don't be stupid Micheal, I'm pretty sure it would take about ten mack trucks to pull that man away from you, so you don't even worry about that mister.
And that's an order."she said, wagging her finger at him in her best impression of her grandmother.
"T-these people,they're not gonna l-let us go."he said slowly.
"Yes they are. You don't know my papa Pope, he'll do whatever it takes. We'll be outta here in no time."she said, holding no doubt in her mind that
what she said wasn't the truth. Her papa would come.
She felt him turn over, and heard him let out a deep moan, and feeling helpless all she could do was rub his back and try to reassure him that he'd be
fine while he moaned and occasionally cried. How could these people let him suffer like this when he didn't have anything to do with it at all. She
looked up and met the eyes of Micheals brother, and she saw in that one glance how much he loved his brother, She felt a renewed confidence that
no matter what Lincoln wouldn't let his brother die like this, and she gave him a small smile, which to her surprise he returned. And in a typical teenage
moment she thought, whoa he's cute too. Not quite as cute as baby brother here, but definetly a hottie. She was pulled away from her immature
thought though by Micheal moaning again, and the man who had been called Paul saying harshly,"Shut him the fuck up. All that whining is getting on my
nerves."
"Well excuse him. Let's see how you'd act if you had been shot and a buncha assholes wouldn't get you any help you prick!"Kim yelled at the man, who face
flushed red with anger.
"Honey, be quite."Carl said to his daughter, knowing she wouldn't listen, but trying it anyway.
"Listen you little bitch, if you want to blame anybody for that boy not getting help,you can blame your old papa Pope." he said, snarling at her."So like I
said, keep him quiet or I'll make him stay quiet my way! Understand?"
She glared at him through narrowed eyes, but finally nodded her head and looked down at Micheal, who was staring at her.
"Thanks."he said, and she realized he must have been coherant enough to have heard what had just went on.
"My pleasure."She said, giving him a smile."You gotta try and not moan so much, okay Micheal? Think you can do that for me?"
"No,"he answered truthfully, as his eyes filled up once again."B-but I'll try."
"That's enough for me." she said and gave in to the urge she felt and hugged him,careful not to touch his back, then kissed him on his forehead."How old
did you say you were?" she asked with a grin.
Lincoln sat with Sucre watching the young girl caring for his brother, and felt helpless. This was all his fault. And he was going to do something to fix it.
And it would have to be done soon, He let his eyes travel to Cassie who was looking at her father with a mixture of love,confusion, and also distrust. He
felt a plan forming just watching her, and felt hope for the first time that day.
TBC
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