31/05/2006 06:23:00
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As soon as Jeffery stormed out of the room, the doctor shook his head. "Operate without anesthetic?" he mused out loud. "No. I don't think so." He shoved a paper cup into Joe's hand.
Joe looked at him curiously. The cup had what appeared to be water in it. Looking at the doctor he noticed he had some pills in his hand.
"Come on, mister," Joe whispered. "This is the only link I have to my dad."
"Sorry," the doctor said, although he didn't sound a bit sorry as he shoved the pills into Joe's hand. "This won't put you to sleep, but it will numb the pain."
Joe sighed and swallowed the pills. He laid back down on the operating table as the doctor turned him over on his back.
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Frank shook his head. How could he have known about the tracking device? Unless… his eyes grew wide.
His room was bugged! He smacked himself in the head. He should've known, should've, should've – his thoughts were interrupted as a servant came into the door.
"Boss wants you to type these up, then we switch locations," he said. "You have two hours to type up the 15 documents, and if ya don't, your brother doesn't eat tonight, and neither do you."
Frank nodded as the man left the room. He bit his lip. He hadn't had anything much to eat since he'd been kidnapped, and his stomach growled. He shook his head and quickly typed up the documents.
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The doctor carefully used the knife to cut off a sliver of Joe's skin and Joe yelped in shock. The doctor struggled to hold him down and his assistant came and helped him. "This is why you give medicine," he growled as he scraped Joe's skin. Joe struggled to break free, but the assistant's grasp was too strong.
After about ten minutes of the operation, Joe gave up struggling and laid on the table, out of breath. The doctor had continued the operation and within fifteen minutes, had taken out the tracking device. He soaked it in the sink, sizzling the electronic device.
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Fenton gasped as the tracking device bleeped OFF, then switched to the last place Joe had been seen. He sighed. He'd been so close, but yet, so far. He shook his head. If he hurried, he could still get there before anything happened.
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Joe bit his lip as the doctor covered his back with gauze. He yelped when the doctor misplaced a piece. The doctor rolled him over on his stomach and attached an IV to his arm. "It's just liquids," the doctor assured him.
Jeffery came into the room. "I trust the tracking device is removed?"
"Yes, it is," the doctor said. "We need about fifteen minutes for the IV, then we can take off."
"Alright, sounds good," Jeffery replied. "Everyone is loaded into the plane, and I told them to go on ahead."
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Frank gave a sigh of relief as he finished the documents. He glanced around his damp prison. Will I ever get out of here? He wondered. Will Joe ever get out of here?
"Are you done?" the servant demanded, supervising him. He had been supervising Frank.
"Yes, sir," Frank replied. "I'm all done."
"Good," the servant said, going to alert Jeffery.
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Twenty minutes later
Joe bit his lip. He was in pain, and Jeffery knew it. "I trust you operated without medicine?"
"Of course," the doctor lied smoothly. He washed his hands and threw out his gloves. "The IV can be stopped now if necessary," he said.
"Good. I believe Fenton has found out our location. I don't know how well that tracking thing works and I don't want to take a chance."
"I will load him up into the plane. Which destination shall we go to?"
Jeffery paused. "Whichever one will hurt the least if it's shut down. I own thousands, pick the smallest that has the most comprehensive security."
"How about the one in China? That would cause mass problems if they should try to escape."
"True, not many of the Chinese population speak English and they shouldn't have to. Alright, and that one is small with security?"
"Yes."
"Good. Load them imminently. Oh, and put Frank separately from his brother the first day."
"Sir, shouldn't we put them together the first day and then separate?"
"Are you questioning my orders?" Jeffery asked.
"No, sir. I was just offering a suggestion."
"Good. We have to go now."
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Jeffery's assistant came into the room. "Come. We must go now."
"Now?" Frank asked, getting up.
"Your father has found out where our location is. We must go now. When we get to the plane, you will need to take some pills."
"I don't wan – what kind?"
"I cannot disclose that information," he said, prodding Frank with his gun. "Now, hurry your dumb self up!"
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