Postby KP Presents » Mon Apr 14, 2014 5:08 am
Jay stared at the tall Australian, before looking at Alexander and saying “Who is this, Mister Holderness? Doesn’t he appreciate the situation you are in?”
“He does,” a female voice said, and Jay turned to see a dark haired woman sitting on the other side of the office, wearing a pink fleece and leggings, “but I don’t think you appreciate your situation, Mr Edwards.”
“Who the hell are you two,” Jay said in his soft accent as he looked at them, and started to draw his gun.
“Not a good idea,” Brian said as he put his hand on Jay’s shoulder, a feeling like an electric shock passing through Jay that made him drop the gun. Looking at Sarah, she saw him stare over his shoulder and say “Brian?”
“Nothing,” Brian said as she let go of Jay’s shoulder, and pulled his hands behind him, securing his wrists with a zip tie. “You, sit there and don’t move while I take care of your friends, and then we’ll talk.”
“But you don’t…”
“If I was you,” Sarah said as she untied Alexander’s arms, and then picked up the gun, “I’d do what he says.” Brian nodded as he left them, and slipped quietly into the hallway.
He stopped and listened, before heading quietly over to the front room, where Susan and Suzie were sitting watching the man standing in front of them. He silently walked up to him and pressed his fingers to the side of his neck, smiling as he slowly crumpled to the ground unconscious.
“All right,” Brian said to the two bound captives, “Alexander is safe – Sarah is with him and this Jay Edwards. Keep quiet while I take care of the other two.”
“All right – you three keep quiet while I take care of these two.”
“Just don’t hurt them,” Yvonne said as Charlie and Lisa were dragged away to a toilet. The five of them had eventually been untied and allowed to eat and drink, before Yvonne, then Jenny and Cassie, were taken to a toilet and allowed to take care of themselves.
Mister Smith was standing in the corner, his arms folded as he looked at them.
“Tell the truth,” Yvonne said as she stared back, “even if my husband does the things you ask him to do, are you going to let us go free?”
The tall man smiled – an evil smile, as he said “I think you already know the answer to that, don’t you Mrs Williamson?”
Yvonne blanched, as she said “But they’re just children – please…”
“If I was you,” he said as he straightened up and looked over, “I’d not let that fear show. Don’t want to scare the kiddies, do we?”
“You’re the one who needs to be scared,” Jenny said quietly, “you have no idea what you are doing, or what you have unleashed.”
“Really, little girl,” Mister Smith said as he grabbed Jenny’s shoulder, and looked into her eyes. “Then you can be first – turn round.” He forced Jenny to face the others and yanked her arms behind her back, arranging them in a box before he started to tie her wrists to her elbows.
“Remember – be brave,” Jenny said with a grunt as he pulled one rope tight, “we’ll be all right…”
“There’s nobody else here Jay,” one of the two masked men said as he came into the front room. Susan and Suzanne were both still sitting there, but there was no sign of the third guard.
“I’ll stay here,” he said to the other man, “you go and see if he’s in the other room with Jay.”
The masked intruder nodded as he walked across the hallway – only to collapse as Brian grabbed him and pinched the nerve endings in his neck, and lowered him gently to the floor.
“Hey – who the hell are you,” the third man said as he walked into the hallway, and aimed his gun at Brian. He watched as the tall Australian walked forward, a smile on his lips as he said “Now, from what I have read of Mr Edwards and his associates, you never use force unless you have to. Do yourself a very big favour – don’t try it in this case.”
The man stared at him, before lowering his gun. “Night night,” Brian said as he pinched his neck, and then carried both men down to the cellar.
Walking back up, he opened the office door and said “All right – the threat is neutralized. You can come out now.”
Alexander came out, his hand on Jay’s arm as Sarah followed them, and they walked into the front room.
“Thanks to both of you for playing along,” Sarah said as Alexander untied his wife and daughter. “Don’t worry – nothing else will happen to you tonight.”
“I’m really sorry, Mr Edwards,” Suzie said as she looked at him, “but I can’t let you hurt my daddy.”
“That’s all right, Suzie,” Jay said with a smile, “you did the right thing.”
“Alexander,” Brian said quietly, “I want you to take Susan and Suzie out for an hour or two – I’ll call you when we are done here.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure,” Brian said as he looked at Jay and Sarah. “We’ll be fine – on you go.”
“Let’s go, girls,” Alexander said as they left the room, and Sarah stood next to Jay.
“Do you want to tell me what’s going on here?” Sarah said with a raised eyebrow.
“Touch him.”
Sarah slowly walked forward and touched Jay’s arm, and then retreated slightly.
“Oh my god,” she said quietly, “I know you.”
“There are only two people in the whole work Sarah and I have had this feeling from touching,” Brian said as he removed the balaclava from Jay’s head, “and when I held you earlier tonight, I got the same feeling. So this is who Jay Edwards is.”
Mark looked at both of them, the panic clear in his eyes, as he said “You stupid idiots, I’m not Jay Edwards – this madman had forced me to…”
“Mark,” Sarah said quietly, “I know your family is being held hostage with the Craig girls. I know what is going to happen if you do not do exactly what he asks you to do. I also know what you have done in the past, to the Craigs and the Holderness family.”
“I told you, I’m not…”
“We’ll table this discussion for later – do you know where they are being held?”
Mark shook his head as Brian produced a penknife, and cut his wrists free.
“We three need to have a serious talk later – for now, you need our help, and we need yours. Put that mask back on, and then we’re going to have a little chat with your three friends.”
Mark looked at the couple, before saying “Why should I trust you?”
“Because right now, Mark or Jay or whoever, we are the only thing that can save your family. Will you trust us?”
“I don’t have a choice,” Mark said as he pulled the balaclava back on, and then spoke as Jay. “What do you want me to do?”
“The three men with you – which of them was assigned by the man holding your family?”
“I’ll show you,” he said as they walked down to the cellar. Three chairs were lined up, each of the masked men tied to the chairs with zip ties as they looked at the trio.
“Good evening Gentlemen,” Brian said with a smile, “As you can see, the plans for this evening have been altered somewhat. Your employer has agreed to help my wife and I with a little experiment. Relax, and simply answer the questions.
“Your watch,” Jay whispered to Sarah, “is it my imagination or is the face changing colour?”
Sarah looked at the watch, which was changing from green to a light yellow.
“Watch and ask the questions,” she whispered back as Brian put his hands on the shoulders of the first masked man.
“Did you rob the house of Mark Williamson and hold his family hostage?”
Brian pressed lightly with his fingers on the shoulders of the man as he said “No, you know I did not Jay.” He looked at Jay for a moment, before he moved over and placed his hands on the shoulders of the second man.
“Same question.”
“No I did not.”
Brian moved to the third man as Jay asked the same question, before he nodded to him.
“Do you know my real name?”
The masked man shook his head, and then his head slumped to the side as Brian gently pressed on his neck. Moving to the other end of the row, he nodded as Jay asked the same question, and then knocked him out.
“Now then,” Jay said as he stood in front of the man sat in the middle, “where are my family?”
“Go to hell EDwAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” The man screamed in pain as Brian pressed down on his nerves, sending an electric shock shooting through his nervous system as he pulled the balaclava off.
“Let me explain something,” Brian whispered into his ear, “I could not care less what your grievance is with this man, or what you hope to get out of this. My one concern is to see the children and the mother returned safely to the bosom of their family.”
“You mean hEEEEEEEEEEEE” the man said as Brian pressed again. “So I’m asking you nicely now – where are they?”
“Go to hell. That’s where they’re going.”
“Brian, step back.”
Jay looked at the dial of Sarah’s watch, which was now glowing yellow, as she stepped forward, and Brian came to stand behind Jay. The man looked at Sarah, his face paling as he said “Oh my god – what are you?”
“Me? I’m a mother who is very, very concerned about her children, and you, my dear friend, are threatening them. So I’m asking you very, very nicely – where are they?”
“No – no, I can’t tell you…” Jay was watching as the man started sweating, and tried to push himself back into the chair.
“Well, we have a problem,” Sarah said quietly, “because if you don’t tell me, I may get – hungry.”
“No – oh dear mother of heaven no,” he said as Jay saw a damp patch between his associate’s legs. “Don’t… Don’t eat me!”
“Then tell me where they are.”
“ALL RIGHT – There’s a warehouse, the old industrial estate on the far side of town. Benton’s Furniture.”
Brian looked at Sarah, who leaned forward and placed her hand on the man’s cheek, saying “thank you.”
“NO – no, oh dear god no, don’t, I’m begging you don’t….” He let out a silent scream and then his head slumped forward. Jay watched, horrified as the watch face slowly changed from yellow to green.
“Is he…”
Brian checked his pulse and slowly nodded. “Now, Jay, we need to talk about what we’re going to do next.”
“No – we need to talk about what your wife just did. Who the hell are you?”
“Have you heard of Project Pink Widow?”
Jay looked at both of them, before he whispered “Sweet Jesus…”