"Now, now don't be like that. I call with a wonderful trade planned and you go and be all snippy with me. Tsk Tsk. Now how about you go somewhere where we can talk and I'll tell you what you need to do to get your little blonde thief back."
"Where you going?" Hardison asks as Eliot walks away.
"Out." Eliot replies. "I'm alone now. What do you want with Parker?"
"Me, I want nothing with Parker. I could care less whether she's dead or alive. However, I do know of a few people who would love to get their hands on this pretty, little thief of yours."
"Don't you touch her. If you lay one hand—" Eliot starts.
"You'll what? You don't know where I am, who I have with me, or even what I want. What could you possibly threaten me with when I have all of the cards." Moreau replied in tone full of contempt. "But, we are off topic, I believe we were discussing a deal blondie's life in exchange for what I want."
"And what exactly do you want?" questioned Eliot.
"I want what you stole from me the night you left. I want those papers." Moreau growled into the phone.
"Well I don't have those papers. In case you don't remember, we used those papers in the trail against you."
"Then I guess you'll have to go get them. After all your thief's clock is ticking, because of I don't get those papers in my hands and off of every server. She dies. You have one month." Moreau said before hanging up the call
"We'll see what he does with that my sweet." He says turning around to face Parker. "How much trouble do you think your life is worth to him? Because if he decides that it's to much trouble to help you. You're dead. And that would be such a shame. I would have to kill something as beautiful as you." He says running his finger down her cheekbone. He turns around with the look upon his face as if he was the cat that caught the canary walking towards the door he stopped turned around and said, "Oh, and one last thing Parker, I will get what I want from you and him. Every day you say know to me is another day you go hungry. How many days can you go without food be fore you give in do you think? Hmm. See you tomorrow, baby"
An: I know, I know I'm a terrible author but everything just seemed to hit at once. Finals, my aunt dying, summer job staring up. I kept meaning to write but as I sit down to my computer I just could come up with a way to continue. So ideas would be appreciated. And so long as you've read this far why don't you write a review in the box down below. ?. It would make me super happy.