"Scotty?" He couldn't believe that he was hearing Lilly at the other end. She sounded quite all right, albeit scared.
"Lil? Are you okay? Where are you?" Stillman looked over quickly at Scotty when he heard Lilly's name. He motioned to speak but Scotty shut him up with his hand.
"Scotty." She didn't answer she simply stated his name. He couldn't help but notice the slight hint of relief in her voice. Yet there still was that feisty determination he was so used to. He tried again.
"Lil, are you hurt?" He hoped not, he needed her to tell him that she wasn't, that she was all right. However, instead of her sweet voice he heard a much deeper, colder one.
"Well she's doing all right, Mr. Valens, for the moment. But, you see, I can hurt her anytime I want. So just give me a reason to."
"What the hell do you want!" Scotty poured all his anger and frustration into that phrase. He hadn't meant for it to come out that way, but he'd let his temper get the best of him. He immediately regretted it when he heard a scream on the other side of the line, one that was undoubtedly Lilly's.
"Manners, Mr. Valens, that's all I'm asking. Or rather… not. You see there's a friend of mine in prison that you and this little bitch helped put in jail. Jimmy Orwell… rings any bells? I bet it does. Well, I want him out." Scotty closed his eyes, not believing his ears. Jimmy Orwell was one criminal that no one would want to risk putting in the streets. He was both mental and dangerous. Bad combination. The man spoke again.
"And I think you'll want to rush with that. Because the longer you take, the longer your friend stays here. You know why I took her? Taking you would've been much easier, you would've fought much less." Scotty ignored the mocking tone and the fact that the man was trying to insult him. All he did was hope that the guy wasn't about to say what he thought he was about to say. And his hopes were shot down when he heard the voice speak again.
"She's really pretty, you know, and really smart, and strong-willed too. She's my kind of woman. We'll have so much fun together." He was taunting Scotty and it was working like a charm.
"YOU TOUCH HER, I'LL MURDER YOU!" Scotty had the feeling he had said that before and then he remembered. A couple of months ago, he had yelled that exact same phrase to George. The shock of being forced to say it again made him wonder what could Lilly have done to deserve all this.
"What did I tell you about manners, Mr. Valens?" A scream was heard again. Scotty clenched his fists and said nothing. "It's not helping Miss Rush you know. Oh, and don't bother setting up a trace now. I will not call again, or you should better hope not. If I have to, it won't be good news for Lilly here."
"Just let her go, please." Scotty knew it was a lame attempt and almost laughed at himself. The man on the other side of the line did laught, it was a cold bitter laugh
"Resorting to begging now? Well it's not doing you any good. I'll let her go when you get me what I want. Au revoir, Mr. Valens." The line went dead.
AN- Short, I know. Next one will be longer, I hope. Thanks for all the reviews, keep on reviewing.
