Part two. I still don't own. This part will be longer.
Warning: dark themes and some bad language.
Another Day At The Office.
Scott and Gordon turned to find seven masked, armed people walking into the room, weapons raised. Behind them was a masked woman with a briefcase. Neither brother noticed the blind had gone down.
The boys raised their hands and the woman said, "I told you Tracy's sons would come sooner or later and here they are."
The only man with red on his clothes, probably the leader, said, "Just do your job and let me do mine."
She nodded and strode over to the computer.
The 'red' man clicked his fingers and four of the men went over to the brothers. Guns were pressed into their necks as they were dragged over to the heater on the back wall below the window. Their hands were cuffed through the heater bars on opposite ends and their feet were cuffed and roped onto the table so they were sitting upright but unable to move.
The now immobilized brothers got a chance to look at their captors. One of the men locked the door while the others milled around. The leader leant on the desk while to woman hacked in. They were all wearing full black with ski masks and obviously knew what they were doing. The guns and handcuffs proved that.
Scott and Gordon were stuck, trapped, helpless.
After a few minutes the woman let out a sudden gasp, "They'll 'ave tracers. Says here they're in the phones, watches and all clothes 'cept underwear. Could be a problem, that."
The man smiled. It wasn't a problem at all. He walked towards Gordon, a hidden smirk dancing on his lips.
Scott, who had been picking at the cuff's lock, broke free and lunged for the man approaching his younger brother. The man saw it coming and turned, backhanding Scott powerfully and knocking him backwards before pouncing on top of Scott and immobilising him.
The man leant in close, his foul breath warm against Scott's cheek, "Listen well Tracy." He whispered, "Ginger over there is fourth born. To us he is practically worthless. If you want him alive at the end of this you'll behave."
Scott was then re-cuffed and the man went back to Gordon. He pulled out a knife and cut off his clothes, he purposely cut Gordon as well. They were small slices but would hurt none the less.
The man then moved over to Scott and did the same, only he took care not to let the knife touch Scott's skin and took a lot more time. He seemed to be enjoying this and it creeped both brothers out.
Only five minutes later Scott's phone rang. The man smiled, "You will answer this and pretend everything is fine and normal or we will kill him." He pointed at Gordon and one of the men moved over to him, pressing a gun to the young Tracy's temple.
Scott answered the phone, "Hello Father."
Jeff replied, "Is everything alright son. You took your time."
Scott answered, "Gordon hid my phone under a pile of papers. We will be done soon."
"Alright son."
"Goodbye Father."
"Goodbye Scott."
The man ended the call, "Good boy." He stuffed a gag in Scott's mouth then turned to the woman, "Do you have what we need." When she nodded he continued, "Then all we have to do is deal with these two."
The woman voiced her requirements, "We'll need one as a bank machine. The other, who cares."
The man announced, "We'll take the oldest with us. Daddy will pay anything to keep his firstborn safe. I'll deal with the younger one to prove we mean business."
The other men in the room filtered out with the woman leaving the three of them alone. The man then pulled of his mask to reveal a face. A face that had been on the news a lot. The face of Zayn Crowe. The man was wanted for murder, rape, torture and many other things. Chills ran down both brothers spines. This wasn't good at all.
Zayn kneeled down, straddling Gordon, and ran his hands over the younger boy's abs. He loved this part of the job. He knew he wouldn't be able to do everything he wanted with such limited time but he could still have some fun. The boys body shivered beneath him and he could hear Scott struggling against his handcuffs and yelled protests that were muffled by the gag. He ran his hands up Gordons body till his hands were on the boys head and he kissed him. The boy panicked as the 'intimate' kiss continued.
Zayn finished the kiss and brought something out of his pocket. He rammed it onto Gordon's face and the boy passed out. Scott recognised it to be a cloth covered in chloroform.
Zayn then un-cuffed one of Gordon's hands and untied the ankle cuffs so the were no longer attached to the table. He dragged Gordon over to the wardrobe Jeff kept spare suits in and looped the handcuffs over on of the rails before re securing Gordons free hand. Finally, he gaged Gordon and admired his work.
Gordon was hanging like meat in a butchers shop. His feet brushed against the floor with a gag in his mouth, cuts riddling his body and he wore no clothes but his underwear.
Zayn moved quickly, hiding the boys clothes and watches in the wardrobe with Gordon then chloroforming Scott. Two of the other men came back in and picked up the limp body of the eldest Tracy brother. Using a secret gap in the walls no-one knew existed, they made their escape.