Yeah, it's kind of short again, sorry. I won't be updating wither of my stories for a while, because I'll be gone until Sunday, but when I get back, I'll update, I promise!!!
And anything in italics is spoken by Ian over the phone.
"Ian."
"Hello Riley. How've you been?"
"What did you do with Lyssie?" Riley demanded over the phone. Ben and Abigail walked over, knowing who must be on the other line.
"Nothing…Yet. But I'll have my fun with her, don't worry about that. She's quite feisty."
Riley could feel pounding in his head. He gritted his teeth
"I swear to God, Ian, if you do anything to her, touch a hair on her head, I'll hunt you down and kill you myself." He said, acting on his anger and hatred towards the Englishman. Ben shook his, mouthing the word 'no'. If Ben knew Riley, he would get himself in some deep trouble.
"I'd love to see you try." Ian taunted
"What do you want with her?" Riley tried to stay calm. He couldn't show weakness.
"I think you'd know what I want. And it would be in your best interests to keep the authorities out of this. It would be very bad for your precious girlfriend." Ian remarked. Riley let out a sigh, a rush of static over the phone. Ben and Abigail were exchanging worried glances.
"What do I do?" He asked finally, his resolve slipping.
"You do nothing. I never said I would return her, did I?"
Riley practically felt his heart stop. It suddenly became difficult to breathe. He tried to speak, but had trouble forming words. What did that mean?
"Don't worry, Riley, I'll keep in touch. After all, when I finish with her, I'll need something else to do, won't I?" Ian chuckled. Riley opened his mouth to respond, but only heard the dial tone. Snapping the phone shut, he had to lean on a wall for support, his face pale.
"What'd he say?" Abigail asked. Riley took a deep breath.
"We've got a very big problem."
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