Not what it seems
The man forced Will into the back seat of his own dark colored SUV. Two more males got in one on either side of Will. He clicked the locks and sped off.
Jay was walking towards Molly's bar, when the SUV spotted him, and swerved over to the side.
"Get in." One of the males snapped at him. Jay watched as they rolled down the back window exposing Will's face.
"NOW!" Another snapped, the father opened the passenger side door, and pointed his gun at Will.
"Get in, or I'll kill him." The father told Jay.
"I get in, and you'll kill us both. Are you sure you want to have two deaths on your conscience?" Jay asked him.
"Jay!" Will screamed as a male came up behind him and hit him in the back of the head with his gun. Jay hit the ground.
"Stay here." The two males snapped at Will, who helplessly watched as on of them swung Jay over their shoulder and slung his dead weight into the trunk, and slammed it shut. The other two males got back in and they sped off again.
"Knock him out too." The father ordered one of the males as they pulled up outside of a condemned building.
"Ple…" Is all Will was able to say before he was knocked out by a blow to the back of the head.
When Jay came to, he couldn't get up. He noticed that his ankle was shackled to a thick pipe. Jay started to take in his surroundings, he was in a damp room with on door and no windows, there was one dim light flickering above his head. He didn't know where he was, all he cared about was where Will was at. Then Jay heard a scream, he rattled the shackles, but it was no use. Then the door swung open, letting in light, and he saw stairs that were old and made of wood.
"Where's Will?" Jay asked one of the males.
"You will see him soon enough, first just answer some questions." He said as he entered the room, but stayed a safe distance from Jay.
"What do you want to know?" Jay asked him, getting irritated with everyone wanting to get something from him.
"Why would you raise your gun at a suicidal teenager? What did you think she'd do?" the male snapped at him.
"That's my job, idiot!" Jay laughed.
"Oh, you think this is funny? Take him to his brother!." he said as two more males came in and freed Jay's ankle. Jay wasn't going to take this lying down, he started fighting back, by throwing punches and putting the males in choke holds, until they were incapacitated.
"Will? Where are you?" Jay yelled as he ran out of the room and into a weak grip.
"He's in here." A young teenage girl told him.
"Will?" Jay asked her.
"I'm not sure what his name is, but he helped me get free, he said to find "Jay." She told him.
"I'm Jay." he said to her.
"Good to know." She said with a smile. Before Jay knew it his wrists were being forced behind his back.
"Why are you doing this?" Jay asked her.
"You and your brother killed Emma! Now we are going to see if you are strong enough to kill yourself, in front of your brother." She laughed as she pushed Jay into another room, where he saw Will unconscious in the corner.
"And if I don't?" Jay asked him.
"We can always do it for you." She smiled at him again.
"You mean torture." Jay said knowing the drill.
"Exactly. But I know a lot about you Detective, I know you have a military background, and are one heck of a scrapper. So tell me, what would I get from torturing you?" She laughed.