Hi Again....Firstly ..let me apologise for any offence I may have caused with may have caused with the 'Utah' line. I wanted to pick somewhere in the states for the story that maybe had a slightly more 'closed' community in places - and with only what I know here in UK..I have heard that it is a high ratio Mormon community and that thay can be ..well..a lttle different to the mainstream populous..OK I am more than likely digging myself in to a deeper hole here - the truth is I have no intentions of offending anyone = so = a big sorry if that is the case......

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THE SNATCH

Virtually the whole of the Lightman group staff were assembled in the conference room, they were all now fully aware of what had, and still was taking place.

"Right you lot – time to get busy, and I mean busy! We need to know every single piece of property this group has – and that includes rented as well as owned..I don't care if it's a disused single stall toilet! If it's connected to them I wanna know about it! The people I've spoken to separately you lot are concentrating on the bastards that run this crap – I wanna know where their great grandparents first fucked each other you got it?"

There were general murmurs and agreements.

"We have full use of the FBI, and if you need anything higher than them – let me know"

They room quickly emptied leaving Cal sitting staring at Gillian's face on the large screen monitor.

His daughter was right! He would know if she were dead. Gillian was alive – somewhere, and even if it killed him in the process – he was going to find her – and the bastards that had done this to her.

xXx

"Gillian"

That voice again, pulling her out of the blackness.

"Gillian, we have left you alone for you to come to terms with what has happened, but it's time you came back to us now my dear – you have to start to live your life again, we are all here for you – your friends – and we will help you. You are safe with us Gillian"

Safe. She was safe where she was, in the blackness, but her voice was telling her that she could no longer hide there, as much as she wanted to, the voice said she couldn't. She felt frightened but the voice said she would be safe, so she fought against the comfort of her blackness, she closed her ears to its calls and fought to move towards the voice….

xXx

Cal, Torres, Loker and Reynolds were knee high in paper, it was spread across the table of the conference room, it was piled on the floor – but it wasn't telling them anything they didn't already know, or could help them further.

There was a knock on the door and Heidi took a step in.

"We're alright for drinks thanks Heidi, you really should go home luv, it's late and we can get anything we need now" Lightman flashed a smile of thanks.

"No, Dr. Lightman – I have a phone call for you – a man says he wants to talk to you about Dr. Foster…"

"Put it through" They were all suddenly alert and Cal pushed the button for the call to go on speaker.

"Dr. Lightman here – If you have Dr. Foster there I would rather speak to her rather than you – whoever you are"

"Very well Dr. Lightman…Gillian, he wants to talk to you my dear, if it gets too much for you just hand the phone back to me"

There was a shuffling sound and the noise of the receiver being handed over.

Ben had already instigated a trace, and was hand signalling Cal to keep it going.

""Cal – are you there?"

It was her voice, he knew it instantly and the feeling of relief that swept over him momentarily robbed him of speech.

"Errr Yeah. Gill luv – how are you? It's been a while and we've all been very worried"

"There's no need – I'm fine. I'm so fine that I am quite frankly disgusted to find out that you seem to think I have gone mad enough to have my legal rights taken away from me! I want you to get that ex wife of yours, who no doubt helped you with this in the first place, to get that legal document reversed."

"Well I'd love to oblige luv, but I can't do that. The only people that can are the doctors that signed it. I'm sure we can arrange a quick meeting for you to chat to them….where are you?"

"I can arrange to meet them in DC.I will email you with dates and a location. I don't think you need to be there Cal"

"Fraid I do luv- when - if they sign off on you, I've got to witness it"

"Very well, but I will have a lawyer with me as well and anything you feel you need to say to me should be done through him"

"Right you are luv – how's the baby by the way? Everything go ok?"

The male voice returned "Dr. Foster has nothing more she wishes to discuss with you at this point Dr. Lightman. As she said, we well be in touch"

The phone went dead.

Cal looked at Reynolds who shook his head.

"Not quite. Looks like the only chance we're gonna have to grab her is at this meeting"

"Grab her! Wot do you mean 'grab her' – as soon as I see her face to face I'll be able to talk some sense into her…."

"Lightman! Did you not just listen to the same phone call that I did? Couldn't you hear the hostility in Gills voice? – It's a cult man! She's been programmed, and by the sound of it, they have made you number one enemy"

Cal had his mouth open but could say nothing. Loker had to say it.

"I think Ben's right Dr. Lightman. That was Fosters voice – but that was not Gillian Foster! She won't listen to you"

Cal scrubbed his face.

"Then what? You said 'grab her' Reynolds – grab her and what?"

"We have speacialists in this Cal. Trained FBI dept that can de-programme her"

"I hate to point this out" Ria piped up "But I don't think we have a choice. If Dr. Foster can fool those doctors, and with her training that won't be a problem for her, once she gets her legal rights back she will be legally entitled to sell her shares in this company"

"Shit! I hadn't even bloody thought that far ahead but you're right Torres – and she can do it privately – to them!"

"Ok then. I'm gonna talk to some of our more 'undercover guys' and get the snatch arrangements going"

Ben left the room already on his cell.

xXx

The venue was a private lounge in the hotel that Gillian and her new 'friends' had booked into.

They all sat facing each other, Cal, Reynolds, their two doctors and an FBI lawyer.

Across from them, Gillian, the New Hope's own doctor, her 'protector' and their lawyer.

Gillian's eyes looked blank Cal thought.

The Foster 'sparkle' was gone, in its place just…emptiness, just the slightest hint of fear and anger every time her eyes met his.

"Shall we get this started then" Their lawyer flashed impatience.

The doctors started to 'chat' to Gill, Cal wasn't really that interested in what they were saying, his thoughts were on what was to come.

Reynolds had told him that the 'snatch' had to take place before the doctors had completed their evaluation.

If they let it get to the end, and they declared her competent, she would be free to instantly sign over her shares.

It had to be seemingly completely unconnected to them in any way – there would be no room for error.

The doctors were in on it – they had to be! They couldn't have them trying to fight back.

They had been well prepped and rehearsed.

The lawyer, was not in fact a lawyer – that simply wouldn't be fair on a real lawyer!

The door burst open and then was slammed shut again equally as quickly.

4 men, in black clothing and balaclavas surrounding the seated parties. They were all fully armed and carried a single black carry case.

"Down on the floor all of you – do as you're told and no one gets hurt – NOW"

They were physically pushed from their seats onto the carpet and their hands were quickly secured behind them.

Reynolds made an attempt to go for his gun but a quick hit to the back of his head with one of their own weapons blacked him out instantly.

Hands were all over them, wallets, jewellery, anything that could be considered of any value was removed.

Gillian's 'protector started to complain and received the same treatment Ben had.

The doctors all kept their heads down and kept quiet.

As they were about to leave, the lead man grabbed Gillian from the floor and held the gun to her head, Cal heard her cry out – he hated it but could do nothing.

"This pretty lady is gonna escort us of the premises – you all stay where you are and keep quiet and she gets her freedom as soon as we are clear"

"NO! leave her – I'll go with you" Cal yelled at them.

"SHUT UP" he felt a heavy boot catch him in the ribs.

"You don't get to pick"

Then…they were gone.

xXx

FBI Evidence gathers and interviewers were brought in, statements were taken and the 'New Hopers' were despatched back to whence they came with assurances that they would be informed the instant anything was heard regarding the whereabouts of the now 'missing' Dr. Foster.

Before they went Gillian's 'Protector' who had refused medical attention when he had come to approached Cal in a quiet corner.

"Don't think for one second that I can't see through all this Dr. Lightman. We will go to the press if Dr. Foster isn't returned to us very quickly"

Cal smiled, one of his best contemptuous smiles.

"Oh I don't think so mate. If you had any intention of calling in the press they would be swarming round here right now! No – Your lot don't want the publicity light shone anywhere near you or what you do. If you and your bosses have any sense at all you will back right off this and forget you ever knew Dr. Gillian Foster"

He saw the fear and hatred flick across the mans face briefly before he joined his colleagues to leave.