Back in the attic, Sam was looking around for a means of escape.'Anything sharp' she thought to herself but she couldn't see anything that could help her so she went back to doing what she had been doing for the last few hours: Trying to wriggle her hands under the rope to free herself but all she had achieved so far was severe rope burn.

Without warning the door banged open and Cooper was stood in the doorway holding a tray. He set the tray down on a box next to Sam and leered down at her.

"This will hurt" he said, smiling as he ripped the tape off her mouth. Sams eyes watered with pain but she tried not to show it in her face. Cooper smirked and picked up a slice of toast. Knowing she must be hungry, he took a bite and watched for her reaction while chewing away noisily. Sam was determined not to show any weakness and continued to watch as Cooper devoured the slice of toast, however, her resolution was weakened as her stomach chose that unfortunate moment to rumble very loudly.

"Hungry?" Cooper asked her sarcastically as he started on a second slice. When he had finished that he picked up a third and held it to Sams lips. She hesitated for a second before leaning forwards and taking a bite. The toast was cold and dry and caught in her dry throat making her cough. Cooper helped her with a glass of water before backing away a little and sitting on a cardboard box, all the while not taking his eyes off her.

"Why did you take me? What do you want with me?" Sam asked with a hint of panic in her voice.

Cooper continued to look at her with a slight smirk on his face.

"Why won't you tell me?"

There was a long pause before Cooper spoke.

"I guess I took you to get rough justice for my mother."

"Why? What happened to her?" Sam asked confused.

Cooper stood up and looked down at her

"She was murdered. By my dad. He beat her up every night for over a year and the police did nothing to stop it. One night he got carried away and he killed her." His face softened as he spoke, as he reminisced about his past.

He stared down at Sam for a second before his expression changed again to a look of loathing.

"You could have saved her from him but you did nothing! Thats why your here now, you started interfering in my life. It made me mad that you seemed to care so much about the drugs and you couldn't give a damn about my mother! Your going to pay for what your lot did to her!"

Sam let him talk without interrupting him. She watched as he lapsed into silence and stood before her breathing deeply with a wild look in his eyes. Her instincts told her to keep him talking at least until he had calmed down. He would be less likely to hurt her that way.

"Im sorry about what happened Martin but I'm sure the police did all they could."

"They let her go back to him time and time again without a thought for her safety!"

"If she refused to give a statement saying what was happening then theres nothing we could have done."

Cooper stood and looked at her for a second before sinking back down onto the box.

"Whats your name?"

"Sam" she said trying hard to keep her voice steady.

"That would be short for Samantha I'd imagine?"

Sam nodded her head and stared determinedly into his cold, blue eyes.

"Well Samantha, I promised myself when my mum died that I'd get revenge on the people who killed her."

He stood up, the wild look in his eyes back, and walked around so he was standing behind her. Putting his hands on her shoulders, he bent down and whispered in her ear:

"It's time for you to pay for what you did..."