A Blond man pulled out his phone as it went off.
"The delivery has been completed. My men are loading up the weapons into the trucks now, I will inspect them myself when they arrive at the warehouse."
"Excellent."
...
FBI filled General Wilson's office, putting bugs on all his phone lines.
"Look, Robert, I'm not going to sit around and let that maniac kill my daughter!"
His intern sat at the far end of the office waiting to do whatever the General asked him.
"We can begin tracking soon. It should lead us directly to your daughter," said Agent Robert.
The intern excused himself and left the office.
...
Marie's stomach growled loudly.
"I'm so hungry!" she whispered to herself.
She had been sitting in the room all night thinking of ways to escape.
She jumped hearing a knock on the door.
Marie sat still on the bed.
Shaun walked in a crossed the room towards her.
"Here is a protein shake."
She snatched the glass out of his hands and chugged it, she didn't care how bad it tasted.
"My, my, you sure were thirsty," he laughed.
Marie got an idea.
She broke the glass across his face and kicked him between the legs. The blond man doubled over in pain and fell on the floor.
Marie dashed out the door, sprinting down the hallway.
Shaun pulled a walkie-talkie out of his pocket.
"Sir, the girl escaped."
"What?"yelled a furious Jake.
"She ran down the hall, she's headed your way."
Jake growled and stood up from his desk. That girl knew how to get on his nerves.
He stood just beyond the last door in the hall. He knew she would come through the door.
Sure enough he heard her bare feet hitting the concrete floor, running straight for him.
Marie darted through the doorway but felt a sharp pain in her side and flew against the wall. She started forward but a hand wrapped around her neck, lifted her off the ground and slammed her into the wall holding her there. Her eyes watered and she gasped in pain.
Marie grabbed the gloved hand and opened her eyes. Icy blue eyes were barely inches away from hers.
"Where do you think you're going young lady?" he hissed.
She kicked him between the legs, but he barely moved.
He laughed, "I learned last time that you like to use cheap shots, and I honestly did not expect you to attack him. I guess I underestimated you."
Marie glared at him.
He back handed her and dropped her to the floor.
She started to crawl away but Jake roughly grabbed her ankle and started dragging her down the hall on her stomach.
"Let go of me! Help! Help! Somebody help me!" she cried.
He opened the steal door and pulled her into her room.
Jake then chained her to the wall by her ankle.
She covered her face as he raised his fist, but he stopped as his phone rang.
"I'll deal with you in a minute," he growled, and walked out the door leaving it open as he answered his phone.
She listened carefully trying to hear what he was saying.
"Yes?" Jake paused. "We'll be out as soon as possible."
Jake pulled out his walkie-talkie "Pack up everything immediately and wipe down the rooms. We have to get out of here fast. Get the car ready. I'll be up in five minutes."
He walked back into the room.
"Well, well, well, looks like we get to have some more fun today."
Marie's heart sank.
"But this time, your family can watch it, live."
Before she could do anything, Jake tied her hands together very tight, taped her mouth shut, and put a bag over her head.
He pulled her to her feet and released her ankle from the chain. Jake grabbed the back of her dress and dragged her down the hall.
They walked down so many different hallways Marie was surprised he knew where he was going.
Finally they came to a stop, Jake threw her head first into the wall. Marie collapsed on the floor, her head spinning.
Jake jerked her to her feet and pulled her to the other end of the room. He put a cuff around both wrists just below the rope and she hung from the ceiling just high enough off the ground so she couldn't touch it.
Marie's eyes were brimming with tears, her wrists hurting form the weight of her body pulling them out of place.
Jakes phone beeped.
He looked at the screen.
'They're in the office. At the computer now. Go as soon as you're done. About to start tracking the signal.'
"We don't have long," Jake said as he put in earpieces, and put the black mask over his head again.
Alex turned towards Jake.
"The connection has been established, sir, ready to begin when you are," he said standing up from the computer holding a camera.
"Are you ready Marie?"
Jake smiled under his mask when he heard her whimper.
...
General Wilson sat as his desk holding a picture of him and Marie. FBI agents surrounded him, at least four of their computers were hooked to his, monitoring everything and looking for clues. His wife and intern sat at the far end of the room watching all of the activity.
"Our surveillance cameras show them loading the trucks with the weapons three hours ago. They should have arrived where they are holding your daughter, we will begin-"
Suddenly Charles' computer began to beep.
"I'm getting a video call."
The FBI moved into position.
"Okay, answer it," said Agent Robert.
"Hello, General."
"Oh. My. God."
...
"Oh. My. God."
Jake smirked, "And hello to all my FBI friends. Long time no see."
"You know him?" asked General Wilson looking off-screen.
"Jake's a hit man we've been after for some time now."
Marie was confused she could hear Jake talking to her father, but she couldn't hear anyone else.
"Don't bother trying to track the video signal, you know you won't be able to."
"What do you want?" growled the General.
"Well, all of the weapons you dropped off were fakes. Did you think we were that stupid?"
Marie's heart sank. Jake was about to beat her again. Her father failed to trick him.
"Remember Wilson, all of this is your fault. You can prevent it by simply following our demands. I told you it's going to continue to get worse and worse each time you fail."
Suddenly she heard a loud crack and a searing white-hot pain spread across her back.
She screamed.
Another whip crack was heard followed by even more pain filled screams. It happened over and over and over.
Marie's eyes were wet with tears and her voice was horse from screaming. She felt something warm running down her back along with sweat burning every cut.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, he stopped.
Her chin fell to her chest. The bag came off and she opened her eyes, she was hanging over a pool of blood…her blood.
Jake stepped next to her and the camera circled around from behind so it was a foot from her face.
"Now, General, are you willing to corporate? There is a new set of instructions about to be e-mailed to you. If you fail to follow these, your daughter may not last much longer."
He turned to Marie took off her gag and lifter her chin to look into the camera.
"Say hi to daddy, Marie."
"Daddy, h-help m-me," she croaked.
...
Charles and the FBI agents were silent as the video feed cut off.
A beep was heard as an email was received.
The head FBI agent quickly opened it and looked over the demanded list of weapons and spy ware.
"Well, they may have discovered the weapons were fake, but they don't know they contained tracking devices."