Thanks to all who reviewed….here's chapter six. Enjoy!
CHAPTER SIX
Martin found himself on the front porch of Rick's house. His hands were shoved in his pockets. He stared mindlessly at the door.
The sound of Elena pounding on the door brought Martin back to reality. He straightened his posture and stood erect.
Laughter and men talking began to fill their ears. It was coming from inside the apparently grieving husband's house.
When Rick opened the door, the happy atmosphere grew louder. Rick answered the door with a huge smile on his face. His smile immediately departed when he found out who was at the door. He cleared his throat and looked at them seriously.
Martin craned his neck around Rick to allow his eyes better access into the house. The furniture was shoved to the side of the room, and in its place was a fold out table with four chairs. Chips, pretzels, and beer created an unpleasant stench. Three men with cigarettes in their mouths occupied the seats. They each had a hand of cards lying on the table while they waited for Rick unwearyingly. They continued to gallivant about the day's happenings as their voices reverberated off the walls; they were all completely oblivious to their surroundings.
"You having a party?" Elena asked. She cocked her head so that she could see inside vividly. She gave a probing look before diverting her eyes back to Rick.
"No, of course not," Rick denied. Though his face was full of shock and surprise, there was something inexplicably consoling about him. He stepped outside and closed the door gently with a gentle bang.
"What's up with all the men and booze?" Martin asked. He used his eyes as a substitute to pointing.
"Look," Rick said as he leaned in close to the agents, "I was feeling depressed so I invited a few friends over. That's all." He crossed his arms over his chest, hurt registered on his face.
"Right," Elena said, dragging the 'i' out. "Here's the thing, we found out that your brother abducted Kyra. We have no idea why, but we were hoping that you could tell us that."
"What?" Rick said. "How do you know?" It was as if somebody knocked him off his feet. He leaned up against the door. Shock hid his handsome features.
"Because he abducted one of our agents," Martin said irritated. He tapped his foot on the pavement hoping it would give Rick the hint to cut to the chase.
Rick looked to his feet. He tried to speak but couldn't. He looked at the agents and said, "what do you want from me?"
"Do you know anything?" Martin asked. His agitation grew heavy.
"No," he denied. "I have no idea why he would do this. Why the hell would he take an agent?"
Martin turned to look at Elena, one that carried many invigorating thoughts. Why was he more concerned about Samantha's abduction than his own wife's? Martin found that extremely deviant.
"Look I'm sorry, but I can't help you," Rick said before opening the door and stepping inside. Martin saw disappointment on his face. He gave one last look at the man and woman before closing the door.
Martin gave Elena a look, one that provoked many astute thoughts. He reached for his jacket pocket and pulled out his cell phone, dialing the familiar number. "Yeah, Jack, it's me. I think we have reason to watch Rick."
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Martin and Danny sat in an unmarked car. The car was resting across the street of the Johnson's house, just far enough down the block so that it could create any suspicion. Martin and Danny had been staking out the Johnson residence all night, and there was nothing imperative that required attention. The only activity they had seen was two out of the three guests leaving the home.
"This is ridiculous. We'll never find Sam like this," Martin said from his place in the driver's seat. He fidgeted with the straw of his take-out cup causing inconspicuous glances from Danny. He was sure that doing this would lead them to Samantha, but now the only thought he had was that the stake out was a waste of time and energy.
"Well, this is our only chance," Danny said. He looked at Martin and watched him. He reached out and grabbed Martin's hand to still his hand him from making the annoyingly squeaky noise with his straw. "We have no leads and no way to find Sam."
"Sorry," he said glancing at his hand, not realizing his lack of creating melodic sounds. He slumped in his seat, placing the drink in a cup holder. The car became quiet before Martin's voice cracked the air. "She's been gone for over 24 hours," Martin said. He stared unblinking at his hands. He knew Danny was right, and it was frightening.
Danny lowered his eyes. "I know," he breathed. He looked to the house with sorrowful eyes. "What is he doing in there?" he sighed.
Suddenly, as if on cue, the front door swung open, and Rick stepped out with a cell phone to his ear. He walked down the path that led to the driveway where he stopped and leaned against his car.
Danny straightened his posture and tapped Martin on the shoulder. "Look at this," he said bringing the binoculars to his eyes. He peered through them with fascination.
Martin snapped his head up. He noticed that Rick was acting like he was disconcerted and worried. "I wish I knew what he's saying," Martin said, thinking out loud.
Danny took the binoculars away from his eyes and stared at his partner. He gave him a casual look. "What? You don't read lips?" He put the binoculars back to his eyes and focused his eyes on Rick's moving mouth as he talked on the phone. "Taking the agent wasn't part of our plan," Danny repeated in a monotone voice. "You screwed up and got caught. You better fix this," Danny repeated.
Martin's eyes went wide. What does he mean by 'you better fix this?' His gut wrenched inside him. "Rick was part of it the whole time. He had his wife abducted. I can't believe that I didn't see it." Martin looked genuinely distressed. She started to swift in his seat.
"I'll see you there in an hour," Danny read Rick's lips. He took the binoculars away from his eyes and stared at Martin to read his reaction.
Martin reached in his pocket for his phone and began dialing. He waited for the other party to answer. "Jack, Rick was a part of this all along. He knows where Sam is," Martin said into the phone. "He's going to meet somebody we assume is David in an hour." He paused and listened. "Yeah…okay will do." He hung up the phone and looked to Danny. "He wants us to follow him and keep him updated." He sat straight up and gave Rick a feeble look. Hope was replenishing his body. Martin was sure that they were close to Samantha. He could practically taste victory.
XxX
Sorry, it's a little short. Will Samantha be rescued in time?
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