CHAPTER FIVE:

He found a place to hide before he enters the warehouse. The guards were chatting and laughing. Sam scowled and growled quietly.

How dare everybody laugh at Kristina when her life is at stake? They are evil. How could everybody or a few of them just beat her up for no apparent reasons? Why do they want her? She didn't' do anything! She's my girlfriend… and… possibly a wife…

He stopped thinking and he stepped on a twig.

Snap! He saw one of the guards was heading in his way.

"I thought I heard a noise back there."

Sam was silent and he couldn't move. The guard stopped and turned around.

"Nothing here, it's a false alarm."

Sam sneaked before the guard moves. He grabbed him and moved someplace dark. He then interrogates him.

"Who is in charge of The Sin?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Because I want to know about… a girl that disappeared for ten years, now who's in charge?" Sam pressed his thumb onto the guard's palm. The guard felt the pain.

"Wait a minute, you're…"

"That's right. Who's in charge?"

"I'm not telling."

"Then you will suffer." Sam found a chair and strapped him up. He took out his pistol and aim at the guard's forehead. The guard suddenly started shaking.

"Please don't kill me."

"Tell me!" Sam growled.

"No!"

Sam drew up his pistol to his forehead.

"TELL ME OR ELSE, THIS WILL BE A BLOODY MESS."

"OKAY! Put your gun down and I'll tell you!"

"Fine, I'm letting it down." Sam said.

"Alright, the person who's in charge of The Sin is the enemy you know that begins with a 'D'."

"Why does it have to be HIM? He's even stupid and he doesn't know any better than this."

"Actually no, his plans are brilliant."

"Oh? What plans?"

"Crap, I'm not supposed to say that."

"Tell me."

"Fine, he was taking her to a different location, I don't know where. They're planning to broadcast her on public national television."
"What the… Why?"

"So they will know who we are. We've been trying to tell the government that we're not kidding. We want the money."

"The money, no wonder why you guys dropped out of high school."

"Huh?"

"Never mind that, do you know anybody who contains the most information about the location, broadcasting her, etc.?"

"Yeah, the assistant or the boss's computer- they only have the information."

"Alright, where are the computer and the assistant?" Sam began to circle him.

"The computer's in the office. The assistant is near the office. That assistant of Boss's never come out or never with HIM."

"Why?"

"I don't know. I think he's kind of worried about things that are left behind that shouldn't be left behind."

"Smart. Alright, thank you." Sam knocked him out behind. He moved the body into the huge garbage bin where no one would find him.

"Nice work, Sam." Lambert said.

"It's not over yet." Sam replied.

He blended in the shadows, watching the guards walking around, and made his way to the hall that is close to the office. He saw the door and the room was empty and dark. He opened it and the assistant heard the noise.

"What was that?"

He signaled the guards and they all came in the same room with Sam. He turns on the lights. Sam found himself hiding in the closet, an empty closet where no one was able to find him. He listened carefully.

"Nothing here, false alarm, guys. I'm sorry. Go back to your posts." The assistant said. He watched the guards leaving and coming back to their posts and the assistant stayed in the room for a minute. He decided to leave and Sam jumped out and grabbed him. He closed the door and switched off the lights immediately.

"You will need to cooperate with me. If you don't cooperate, you will have to deal with pain." Sam took off the assistant's wired ear piece and broke it.

"What do you want?"

"You know who."

"Oh, ha, the boss, do you want me to get him? Who are you, first of all?"

"No, tell me where he is."

"I am not telling until you tell me who you are."

"Fine, if that's what you want." Sam squeezed his hand, and started twisting his arm.

"AHH, OK, OK… Stop…"

"Tell me."

"The boss is in New York City, New York. He's going to take the girl on the top of the Empire state building."

"Thank you… and oh, by the way… I'm Samuel Sandoval." He knocked him out. He got in the office and searched on computer about more information. There was an email that sent to the Boss.

Sir,

Everything is ready in New York. We'll broadcast her with you at 6pm by tomorrow night. If no one finds her, we get no money. She will be killed at midnight, confirmed as your request. I sent a helicopter and it should be there in about 2 hours at 3pm. Once when you get off, make sure no one sees you. Just go around the back of the Empire state building and bring the girl safely.

Mr. Polyester

"That reminds me I have to wash my clothes when I get back home." Sam chuckled, uploading the e-mail to Lambert.

"Alright, good work, Sam." Lambert Jr. chuckled.

"He's already there with Kristina."

"I know, we'll find her in time before tomorrow night."

"I'm going out."

"Copy that, I'll send a helicopter for you- go to your extraction point."

"Roger." Sam left the building and went to his extraction point back where he came from.