Chapter 10
Tom struggled to regain consciousness. He fought to pull himself through the darkness that held onto him. Abruptly, consciousness returned and he slowly opened his eyes and scanned the dark room that he was in. The memory of being tortured with the voltage of the tazer returned and he slowly brought his hand to his chest. His bare skin was sensitive to the touch. He tried to push himself up off the cold, hard floor with no success. His arms and legs were alive with an intense tingling sensation that coursed throughout his limbs. Moaning, he tried once more to push himself up and regretted the movement as it ignited an overwhelming pain in his chest. Gasping for air, he called out, "D-Doug, help…me." The room then began to spin and he sank back to the ground, unconscious.
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Doug had been searching the old Smith farm for over an hour now. He doubted that Vinnie would have been stupid enough to take Tom there, but he hoped that some kind of clue could be found. He made his way back into the barn to do one last search, in case he had missed something. Where are you Tommy? So help me if that son of a bitch does anything to you… Doug felt his anger get the best of him and turned and landed his fist into the wall. Flinching, he muttered a curse under his breath as he flexed his fingers. Doug stopped as he heard a car pulling up onto the gravel road outside. Cautiously, he made his way over to the door and peered outside. He recognized Ethan's car and hurried out to meet the detective.
"Ethan, what's up? Did you find out anything?" Doug asked, anxious to find any news on his partner.
"Yeah, the word is out that Vinnie and his partners are packing up and moving out tonight. We think they're moving their operation up to Vancouver." Ethan explained.
"Shit that means that we've got to find Hanson right away." Doug said, fear beginning to sink in. "Any clues on where to start?"
"Yeah, we think he may be in an abandoned warehouse out in the north end of town." Ethan said.
Doug climbed into the car and said, "Well, what are you waiting for? Let's go find Tommy."
Ethan got into the car and started the engine. He threw it into gear and pulled out onto the road.
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Tom woke with a start as a boot made contact with his ribcage. He instinctively wrapped his arms around his vulnerable midsection as another vicious kick landed in his tender ribs. "Aghhhh." He cried out, the pain almost unbearable.
"Welcome back Officer Hanson." Vinnie smiled cruelly as he kneeled down to face the injured officer. "I hope you are enjoying your stay with us."
"Go…to hell." Tom managed to get out in between breaths.
"Oh, I don't think so Officer Hanson. But I'd be glad to send you there." Vinnie said, laughing. Before the young officer could react, Vinnie grabbed a handful of the dark hair and yanked the young man to his feet. Tom couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as he was dragged to his feet. He was then slammed against the wall, his head making contact with the cement behind him. Tom blinked his eyes, trying to ward off the threatening fog that tried to send him back to the world of darkness.
"Are you ready to find out what I do to people that stick their noses in my business Officer Hanson?" Vinnie asked. "I've got big plans for you. Too bad your partners won't be here to watch you suffer."
Tom struggled against the grip that held him. His injuries however prevented him from gaining control of the situation. He didn't expect the fist that ploughed into his stomach, causing him to double over. A hard blow to the back of his head sent him tumbling to the ground. He shook his head, trying to clear the ever threatening fog from his mind and decided that now was as good a time to try to escape as any. Pushing the pain and dizziness aside the best he could, Tom lunged forward grabbing Vinnie around the middle and took him down. Both men landed roughly on the floor, each scrambling for control. Hands and fists flew, some of them making their mark. Tom drew his arm back and was about to land a punch when someone else entered the room behind him. He began to throw a punch when he felt the familiar feeling of an electric current flowing through his body. The tazer had embedded itself into his lower back and was now sending thousands of volts of crippling electricity throughout his battered body. Tom felt his muscles constrict as he sank to the floor, unable to move. He fought to regain control over his body only to make matters worse. His body finally succumbed to the torture and Tom Hanson lost his battle, returning to the world of darkness.
Okay guys, please tell me what you think about this story so far. It will be finished in a couple chapters, then I have a sequel already started in my mind. Thanks for all the feedback! You guys are the best.- tewksgirl