A Thorned Rose: The Sequel
CHAPTER 2:
"Who are you?" James asked, his voice strained.
"That is not relevant." The man answered, his voice heavily accented.
"What do you want from us?" James was angry now, even though he still had the gun pointed at his throat. The barrel shifted slightly farther up his neck, towards his chin. James gulped and his back stiffened. Jen was still keeled over in the bathtub. Her hands were still bound together with a thick, white rope. The corded rope had already rubbed her wrists so much that they had become red and painful. The taste of the gag still lingered on her tongue. It was a dry, oily taste that made Jen want to throw up.
Suddenly, she heard more footsteps outside in the living room. The man with the gun obviously heard them too as he turned slightly around to look out the door.
"Jennifer?" Another man's voice called out. The gunman fully turned away from James and looked right out into the bedroom. James took this opportunity to get himself and Jen out of this situation. He kicked the man with his steel-toed boots to the knee. The man buckled over, letting off a shot from his gun. The bullet fragments sprayed all over the bathroom, some hitting James on the back of his neck. The gunman fell, his weapon sliding across the marble tiled floor. James kicked him again, this time to the groin. The man rolled up into a ball, in the fetal position on the floor. James grabbed both his own sidearm and the man's shot gun off the floor. Then he went over and untied Jennifer.
"Is everything okay in here?" The voice called out again. This time, a man's stubbly face appeared around the door.
"Marcus?" Jennifer called out. The man walked inside. He was middle age, thirty-eight at the most. James looked back and forth between him and Jen. Jen was still shaking from the fact she or James could have been killed.
"God, what the bloody hell happened in here?" Marcus said, looking past James and eyeing the man on the floor. James in the mean time had tied him up with his own rope and gagged him.
"It's a long story." Jen said. She couldn't seem to keep a straight eye at neither James nor Marcus. James reached for her hand. But Jen ignored him. James looked back and forth between Jen and Marcus. He sensed these two had a past that he did not know about. A past that James sensed was fairly intimate.
A.N. I know these chapters are fairly short, however, they end at good cliffhangers. so ha.