Family Secrets
An Hope Holmes Adventure Chapter IX
Faith Robin
I opened my eyes. My world slowly began to focus. There was a light shining brightly into my eyes. 'A surgical light? Where am I,' I wondered, and then I remembered the constable and the man's voice. I tried to sit up; my body was restrained. My fingers felt the material that restrained my wrists. 'Leather,' I thought, I rubbing my fingers on the surface that I was lying on.
'Smooth, is it Metal?' I wondered. My mouth was gagged. I lifted my head my eyes adjusting to the darkness that surrounded me. I couldn't see anyone. Suddenly there was movement, I heard footsteps. I saw a man's hand move into the light and remove the gag that was in my mouth.
"Hello Miss Holmes," I heard him say.
"My name is not Holmes," I said aloud trying to look confused.
"Oh really Miss Holmes please try not to deny it, because I know the truth," He said sitting down; I saw his silhouette in the darkness.
"Who are you and what do you want from me?" I asked keeping my tone even.
"I don't want you Miss Holmes, I want your father and as for who I am I'll keep that to myself," he said stroking my long black hair; it was out of its usual bun. He took a pair of scissors and cut a lock of my hair out.
'No,' I thought. He opened a box and took a vial out. He picked up a hypodermic needle. He filled the needle with the unknown substance. Then there were two others standing around the table. One released my right hand and held on to it.
"Let me up," I said, struggling against the leather straps and the man that held my right hand
"I'm afraid I can't, my dear, you see if I did you would try to escape," the man with the needle said. I glared at him, He chuckled evilly. "Just like her father, stubborn, yet stupid. Hold her down, both of you," he ordered his minions, as I jerked my arm away from the other man.
"How dare you!" I said struggling to keep that needle away from me. One of the men grabbed my arm and held it down; against the table. The other man ripped my dress sleeve off my right arm. The needle was pushed into my arm and the liquid was injected into my arm; I nearly gasped at the contents. It was liquid cocaine.
'No,' I thought squeezing my eyes shut. I felt the blood drain from my face. 'My father's devil has caught yet another victim,' I thought. The needle was removed from my arm. My wrist was restrained by the leather again and all was silent as the men disappeared from my view.
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