"Hello! Hello! Ms Roberts, are you still there?" McGrath yelled into the phone.
Jack watched as his boss slammed down the phone and moved towards the door. "Holden, let's go," McGrath said.
Jack wondered what was going on. "Was that Irene? What's wrong?" he asked, as they ran to the police car.
"Yes, it was Irene. I couldn't hear very well, but it sounded like she said she was being held against her will at her home," McGrath started. "Then I heard a man's voice yelling and then the phone went dead. There was something about the man's voice, but I just can't figure it out," he continued.
"Oh my god," Jack said. He was worried for Irene's safety.
"I hope Irene's okay," he told his boss.
Martha watched as Irene slowly made her way back towards the couch.
"What were you doing in there?" Corey demanded.
"I wasn't feeling well. Blood makes me queasy," Irene lied.
"Fine," Corey huffed. He then walked into the kitchen and started removing food from the cupboards and placing them into plastic bags.
"What are you doing?" Irene asked.
"Just packing some food for our trip. Speaking of, were leaving in like two minutes," he said, and continued packing more food.
Martha looked at Irene. "Did you call them?" she whispered.
Irene nodded. "Yeah, but I don't know if they heard me or not. I got a fright and dropped the phone, and then it wouldn't work," she whispered back.
Martha went to speak back but was interrupted by Corey.
"Come on, let's go. Here, take this," he said, thrusting the bags at Irene so she could carry them.
"Come on Corey. You're making a mistake. Just let us go," Irene begged.
"Shut up, and just do as I say," he yelled at her.
He looked at Martha who was still sitting on the couch. He then scruffed her by the arm and pulled her up. "Do you need a hearing aid? I said let's go," he snarled at her.
Martha started crying as Corey dragged her to door. "Please Corey, don't do this. Let us go, it's the right thing to do," she cried.
Corey ignored her and slowly opened the front door and took a look around to check if anyone was passing by.
"Now, I want you both to listen carefully. You will both stay behind me and follow me towards the car. And if any of you do anything stupid to attract attention, I won't hesitate in hurting you. Remember, I have a gun. Got it?" Corey said.
Martha and Irene both nodded their heads in agreement. "Good, now let's go," he said and pulled Martha out the door behind him, with Irene close behind them.
It was only then did Corey notice the police driving down the road towards Irene's house.
"Get back inside now," he yelled and started pushing them back inside the door.
Corey slammed the door and locked it behind him. He looked through the crack in the curtain and watched as they pulled into the driveway.
The first thing Jack noticed was Martha's car in Irene's driveway. He started panicking. If Martha's car was still there, then that meant she still was.
"Martha's here," he yelled at his boss.
"What?" McGrath asked.
"That's Martha's car. She was here earlier, and probably still is," he said, as he pulled up into the driveway.
"Corey's car is here too! If someone is holding them against there will, at least he's there to protect them," McGrath said, as he stepped out of the car.
"I have to get Martha out of there," Jack said as he started running towards the house. McGrath grabbed him before he got any further.
"You can't just go running in there Jack. You could make it even worse. We need to find out what the situation is first," McGrath scolded him. "For all we know, this could all just be a big misunderstanding," he continued.
Jack knew his boss was right. But that didn't stop him from worrying about Martha. If anyone laid a hand on her; he'd kill them.
"This was not supposed to happen. They were not supposed to come here," Corey said, as he peeked through the curtains. "How did they know to come here?" he continued.
"How are we supposed to know?" Irene told him.
Irene looked at Martha; who was back on the couch and resting her head down on a pillow. She didn't look too good. She was starting to look really pale, except for the gash and the dark purple bruise that was starting to appear on her fore-head. And not to mention the hand print from Corey's latest slap. Irene was concerned for Martha's health.
"Corey, Martha doesn't look to good. She really need's to get to the hospital," Irene once again tried to reason with him.
"I don't have time to worry about her right now. Come here," Corey beckoned to Irene. Irene moved slowly towards him. "What do you want?" she asked.
"I want you to open the door slowly. Then I want you tell them that I have a gun and that I will use it if they come any closer to the house. Do not make any attempt to run and you will not tell them about me, do you understand?" Corey asked.
Irene nodded. She stepped towards the door, unlocked it and slowly opened it.
Jack was looking towards the house when he noticed the front door opening.
"Boss, someone's coming out," Jack said.
McGrath and Jack watched as Irene stepped into view. She stood in the doorway and made no attempt to come out any farther.
"Irene, are you okay?" McGrath called out.
Irene nodded. "Yes, but he has a gun and he said if you come any closer he will hurt us," she yelled out to them.
"Irene, is Martha with you?" Jack called. But before Irene could answer, she was pulled back inside and the door was slammed.
"Damn it," he swore. Martha was in there with some crazy and he couldn't do anything about it.
"I'm going to call for back-up," McGrath told Jack.
Jack just nodded. He felt sick, just the thought of her being in there scared him. He just hoped that she was okay.
