Author's Note: Usually, I'm so good at updating this fic . . . sorry for the long delay, everyone! Also, I'm sorry that I missed the Christmas drabbles! Real life just got so busy . . . anyways, here's some plot. More to come tomorrow.
"Let me go!" Parker demands, faking bravado. The woman laughs dryly.
"You really are an idiot, aren't you?" The woman asks, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "You are the key to my plan, Parker. Do you really think I would let you go now?" The woman turns to one of her body guards, a man with a shiny bald held. He hands her a cell phone and she smirks. Pressing a few numbers, she places the device to her ear.
"What are you—?" Parker doesn't get a chance to speak.
"Eliot?" The woman asks. "We need to talk."
Author's Note: Review as always, please!