"Stupid bitch!" Daniel snapped at Hannah as soon as he had finished his phone conversation with Don, quickly he grabbed her hair and yanked her from the bed, throwing her to the ground "wanting to give away our location did you?"
"Daniel!" Hannah yelled back and Daniel was pleased he had picked himself a quiet motel to take the girl to "I'm sorry…" she said and then cried out in fear when she saw him produce a blade of some kind, quickly, she began to try and crawl away from him but he managed to haul her back up into his arms;
"You will be sorry" he whispered dangerously "because now we're moving again"
…
"Morgan!" Don yelled into his phone "It's Don! Don Flack!"
"We've had no update on her Detective Flack" the man sighed as Don began to shake his head quickly and Mark continued to drive;
"No" Don said "he phoned me a minute ago. They're in a motel someplace" Don replied and Morgan sighed;
"Do you know how many motels there are Detective Flack?" he asked and Don rolled his eyes with a failure to care.
"He called me" Don said slow and deliberately "there's someone at the crime lab who I know…he could trace the call…"
"Name" Detective Morgan ordered;
"He's called Adam! Adam Ross" Don said "I'll phone him myself"
….
"Has he found anything?" Mark asked Don and the two of them pulled onto a side street, waiting for Adam to finish what he did best as Don remained on the phone and he shook his head.
"Flack" Adam called out "it's a disposable…I can't trace it's exact location but I can give you a ten mile radius"
"Anything Adam" Don replied and he wrote down what the man had said;
"I owe you" Don said quickly
"Just get your daughter back then you can buy me a drink" he said and they both hung up at the same time. Don quickly pulled his cell out again and phone Morgan to tell him of the news which he had received and the Detective promised he would alert all police in that area to look out for the couple.
"What do we do?" Mark asked Don who simply began to think. It may not sound much, but a ten mile radius was a large area to cover, and if Daniel had any sense then he would be moving Hannah to somewhere other than a motel.
….
"What do you say Hannah…we give daddy a call?" Daniel tormented Hannah as they drove in the setting sun, Daniel pulling his cell out whilst Hannah glared at him.
"Rot in hell" she said through gritted teeth and Daniel began his call with Donald Flack.
"Miss me Detective Flack?" Daniel said tauntingly and he heard Don lightly swear down the phone before asking;
"Where is she?"
"I have her" Daniel said, looking at Hannah for a brief second "and we're on the move again"
"We've got you narrowed down to a radius Cook" Don warned him "we'll find you"
"Ah" Daniel laughed "good job I have a multiple number of cheap phones at my disposal to stop you from finding me then"
"You arsehole" he snapped at Daniel "bring my daughter back and I may contemplate not shooting you"
"We both know you'd shoot me" Daniel chuckled "but I have a proposal"
"If it involves getting Hannah back then anything" Don said and Daniel sighed;
"No…unfortunately it doesn't…but you can keep me from killing her" he said and Hannah gulped and looked back at Daniel.
"What is it?" Don asked him quickly, as Mark continued to watch Don closely, wondering what was going on.
"I need fifty thousand dollars into my account" he said and Don laughed once in disbelief;
"You're joking me" he said
"Do I sound like I am playing jokes on you?" Daniel asked "fifty thousand dollars and I let her live. If it doesn't happen by tomorrow then you can say goodbye to your little girl forever"
"And what do you plan to do with the money?" Don asked him
"Leave with Hannah somewhere"
"And you think I'm just going to let you take my daughter?" Don snapped
"No" Daniel replied "but I know you would never let me kill her and that is why I expect it to be done"
"I'll find you" Don threatened him "make no mistake"
"Fifty thousand" Daniel drawled "or your daughter comes back to you in a body bag"