Loose-home syndrome is something that most often accurse when ones partner or spouse perhaps betrays that person. It has five stages:

Stage one: depression, the person slips into a deep depression for a few days after the accident sometimes it will last years.

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"Lisa, that wasn't a very wise move, now Jackson can kill every single person in there," Keefe said.

"Yeah, but he won't. He knows that the moment he's out of hostages he'll be taken back to prison; at least at the moment he can negotiate." Lisa said firmly hoping that she was right and Jackson was smart enough not to kill the people inside the building.

"Let's pray you're right."

"I swear you can read my mind," Lisa said fixing her gaze at the hotel.

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Jackson was quit amused with what Lisa had said, and he knew she was right. If he killed all of them he would be sent to jail, but he could give them freedom in exchange for his freedom, and a few quirks that would work out to his liking he sat back and contemplated the exact demands that he would make.

"I think we may an opportunity yet to get this thing under way."

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Lisa's blue eyes turned to Keefe (yes Lisa has Blue eyes I checked) as her cell phone started to ring. "Hello?" she said picking up her phone, "Hello Leese, no doubt you were expecting this call."

"What do you want, Jack? I don't like chatting with you," she spat into the phone.

"Aww Lisa, you'd think after what we went through you might as well want to chat a little bit."

"Cut it Jack! What do you want?"

"Alright, you're awful whiny you know that? I'll let out all the rest of these people for three little things."

"And what would those be, Jack?" she said having a hard time trying to mask the anger boiling inside her.

"I would like a signed letter from DA headquarters to have all the charges lifted, in all states, I would also like transportation. Oh say maybe, a limo perhaps," Lisa smirked a habit that she was quickly picking up from Jackson.

"Done, the head of the DA is almost here he'll have a letter ready within moments of his arrival."

"And I would like it to include in the letter something being placed as my property," he said and Lisa became confused at his choice of words, but quickly regained her words.

"And what would that be?"

"You."

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Lisa couldn't believe her ears, did I hear him right? she thought falling into a trance. "Lisa, that's the offer unless you come with it then I'm not letting any one go."

Lisa took a deep breath hoping that she would wake up in the morning to find that this was all a bad dream, "Why?"

"Well I thought I told you why in the parking lot remember? You need to start your training," he said with a hint of laughter in his voice. She took another deep breath trying to steady herself, 'If I don't agree to this, then many others could die! But if I do then I might kill thousands of people!' She thought to herself.

"Well forget it! Pick someone else," she nearly shouted into the cell phone; she wasn't about to let Jackson train her to be some manager like him.

"Well, then I guess that I'll just have to kill off some of these hostages," he said giving a small sigh while doing so as if he was about to be forced into doing something he didn't want to do.

"Wait... I'll tell the head of the DA he should have something written up within the hour."

"Thank you Leese, and by the way Keefe will die, even if it's not today or next year he will die by your hand."

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I hope you liked this chapter the next one should be up soon!