'How do we play this boss? I mean… that detective is on his way… We will have two girls in our basement… surely by now people will have noticed that Fields bitch is missing… What happens if they place us?!' Mark was pacing as he said this… Its not like he was nervous, but he did feel a little uneasy about the whole situation… Every other heist had always been quick, two days at the most… This was the third day and there was still so much to do… 'And what do we do with the bodies?!'

'It wont be 'bodies' there will only be one death. Emily is going to have to live with what she sees. She is going to know, how it feels to have someone taken away from her forever!'

'What about Maya?!'

Nate turned and reached for the man's throat. He whispered dangerously quietly through gritted teeth. 'Maya was nothing to Emily. Emily was nothing to her. Maya LOVED ME. Emily was just in the way. She was nothing but a convenience to Maya and an inconvenience to me.' He released his grip and walked away.

Mark coughed and spluttered, muttering an apology as Nates phone rang.

'Take her to the basement. I will be there, waiting.' He ended the call and strutted slowly down to the basement where he was met with a pacing Emily. She was confined in metal cage, the bars of which ran from the floor to the ceiling.

'I swear to god you piece of shit, LET ME OUT OF HERE!' She gripped the bars and made a futile attempt to shake them loose.

He chuckled darkly to himself as he approached her. Uttering only one word that brought her to the edge of terror. 'Playtime.'

Nate smirked at the effect this had on Emily. She lost the colour in her face and her voice visably shook as she asked: ' What are you going to do…'

He didn't grace her with a response as just on que Wilden walked down the stairs carrying an unconscious form. Emily's eyes widened as she recognised the auburn hair that fell covering the face of her girlfriend.

'You piece of shit! Let her go! This has nothing to do with her! Your fight is with me!' Emily screamed.

Nate banged his hands against the bars, making Emily jump backwards, silencing her. 'You don't get it do you?! I've already told you. She means a lot to you, just like Maya did to me. So you're going to know what it feels like to lose her too.'

'No. You don't get it. I LOVED MAYA! SHE LOVED ME! NOT YOU. YOU LOST HER ON YOUR OWN! AND IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH, YOU KILLED HER! SHE WAS INNOCENT! YOU KILLED HER! YOU TOOK HER AWAY FROM EVERYONE. YOU TOOK HER AWAY! DON'T YOU SEE?! YOURE SICK IN THE HEAD! YOU TOOK HER AWAY!' She was screaming with tears rolling down her face.

'SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!' Nate was losing control. 'LISTEN YOU LITTLE BITCH. IT IS YOUR FAULT. I WOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO DO ANYTHING IF YOU HAD STAYED WELL ENOUGH ALONE! SHE WAS MINE!'

' WASN'T. YOU REPULSED HER. SHE HATED YOU. SHE WANTED NOTHING THAT TO BE AWAY FROM YOU. SHE LOVED ME!' Emily continued to shout, she knew she was getting to him and although she was aware that it probably wasn't the best idea… she couldn't stop.

'RAHHHHH!' Nate screamed. 'Put the girl in the other cage.' He growled. 'And shut the other one up, show her who is in charge here. I will see you upstairs.'

'But..' Willden made an attempt to argue, only to but shut down.

'You heard what I said detective. Don't make this any worse for yourself.' Nate was fighting to keep his voice calm. He didn't turn to look at Wilden as spoke, he simply made his way back up the stairs.

Upon hearing the door slam Wilden gulped… He looked towards Emily who was attempting to put up a strong front, raising her fists at the thought of Wilden attacking her.

He made towards her confinement and she backed away ever so slightly. Opening the locked gate he pulled it open. That is when she made her move, she sprinted towards him, barging him out the way as she made for the stairs. Her thought being if she could just get a phone… she couldn't leave Paige but she could try and call 911… could they trace the call to get to her?! She hoped so! It didn't take Wilden long to recover, he was on her like a shot grabbing her arms from behind and spinning her round sending her back crashing against the wall at the bottom of the stairs momentarily knocking the fight from her. He kept a grip of her arms as he spoke in a scarily low tone.

'Do yourself a favour and think for a minute you little bitch. If you go tearing up there now you're not going to get anywhere, you're just going to get yourself hurt! Get it?!' Pulling her away from the wall and slamming her back against it to show his point.

'Why do you even care?! Don't tell me you've suddenly grown a conscience… What is it? Kidnapping is fine but you draw the line at assault?! Don't pretend like you care, you worthless piece of shit.'

Wilden drew his hand back quickly in preparation to strike her across the face, she flinched in anticipation but he managed to catch himself before he delivered the blow. He left his hand threateningly floating there for a few seconds. 'You've got a smart mouth. It's going to cause you nothing but trouble if you can't keep it quiet. Believe it or not Emily, I actually am here to help you. I know it looks bad.' She scoffed at this point, but he continued anyway… 'I know it looks bad and up until about half an hour ago I didn't think I had a choice but to do what Nate was saying. But I do have a choice. I'm going to help you get out of here, and then you're going to vouch for me. You're going to leave out the part about me being Paige's kidnapper. You're just going to say I saved you.
Got it?!'

Emily looked at him… Shocked at what he was asking her to do… 'You want me to lie to cover your sorry ass?'

'Does your alternative seem much better?' He sneered.

'Fine. Just get us both out of here okay?!' Although Emily never intended to lie to the police (the real police) Wilden didn't need to know that right now.

'Oh Emily… One more thing…' Before she could process what was happening, she fell to the floor from a punch to the face. 'We have to make it seem real don't we sweetheart?!' He was enjoying this far too much.

He pulled her by the arm and dragged her back into her cage where he pushed her to the floor and stood over her. 'Don't forget our deal. If you back out of it, I promise you I will make your life and the life of your little girlfriend, hell. In fact no, scratch that. Hell will look like a freaking dream compared to your life.' He kicked her in the stomach. 'One for luck.' And with that he was gone.

She curled herself into a tight ball as she tried to negate the pain on the side of her head and in her stomach. Paige started to stir, Emily moved as close as she could towards her. 'What the hell am I going to do?' She thought to herself.