Postby KP Presents » Tue Jan 14, 2014 3:03 am
29th December
“You seem unusually cheerful this morning, O Brother of mine.”
It was eight in the morning, and I was eating my fourth slice of toast, having put away already a bowl of porridge. I’d been up early, after spending the previous night in the playhouse with Colin and Martin, going over for the final time our plans for the next few days.
I was also full of nerves, and a little scared about what we were going to do, but I had faith – once we got started, we would be fine.
As Mrs Boyle cleared away the breakfast plates, Mum and Dad came in, Mum fastening her camel coat over her clothes. “Your mum and I need to go into town for the day and pick up a few things,” Dad said as he looked at us, “So Mrs Boyle is in charge. Do whatever she tells you, all right?”
“Got it Dad,” Suzie said as she buttered a slice of toast. She was dressed to spend the day indoors, wearing an old white jumper with a dog on the front and a pair of blue jeans, the grey socks she was wearing covering the hems of the legs.
“Right – see you all later,” Mum said as they walked out of the kitchen, and I heard the front door shut. “Now, are you two going to keep out of trouble,” Mrs Boyle said as she looked at us.
“I’m going to do some stuff on the computer,” Suzie said as she stood up, “Right after I have gone to the bathroom.” She walked out of the room, sticking her tongue out at me as she did so, and went to the downstairs toilet.
That was my cue, as I made my excuses and followed her out. There was a small table with a drawer by the toilet door, and from there I took out a pair of gloves and a balaclava. The three of us were going to make this as realistic as possible, so I put the gloves on and slipped the mask over my head.
Now, I’m not that tall – about five seven, and Colin is about the same height. Martin, despite being younger than both of us, is taller at five nine, so in masks we can pass as adults – just.
Anyway, I took a deep breath as I heard the toilet flush, and Suzie came out, not noticing me as she walked towards the library. As she did so, she passed the door that leads down to the cellar, not hearing it open as I walked behind her and grabbed her from behind, putting the gloved hand over her mouth.
“Whtthhlll,” she mumbled as I dragged her to the cellar, and half walked, half carried her down the stairs. As we went in, she saw the man standing there in blue overalls, a black balaclava covering his head, and she started to struggle even more.
“Cool it Suzie, it’s us,” I whispered into her ear as I brought her into the cellar, Suzie’s eyes widening as she recognised my voice and saw Tommy standing there, a big grin on his face.
“Might have known you would be first,” he said as I took my hand from Suzie’s mouth, only to pull her wrists behind her back and start to bind them together.
“Robert Holderness, when I getmmmmm” she started to say, only to be cut off as Tommy pushed a folded hankie into her mouth, and then added a knotted strip of towelling as a cleave gag.
“Now you just relax,” I said as I tied her wrists to her back, and then tied the rope around her lower arms and stomach, “You are going to enjoy this.”
“Njjwwht,” Suzie mumbled as I sat her down, and then used the white tape around her head, as the other masked man started to bind her legs together.
“Oh you’ll see,” he said, Suzie’s eyes widening even more as she mumbled “Cllnnn?”
“Yup,” Colin smiled as he looked up, and tied her legs together below her knees. “Today is a day of rest, Suzanne Holderness, don’t you know that?”
“Oh good – I see you’ve started.”
“Nttuswl,” Suzie said with a moan as she saw Angela coming into the cellar, wearing a grey sweatshirt and joggers. Brian Hampton was with her, giggling as he said “Hi Suzie” while Eddie Holmes, Mary’s older brother, followed them in.
“We’re going to be guarding you,” Brian said as he came over and tickled Suzie’s sides, making her giggle, “Won’t that be fun, hmmm?”
“Talking of which,” Angela said as she picked up more rope, “you need to get going.” She knelt behind Suzie and started to tie the rope around her shoulders and body, and then a second length under my sister’s chest, making her giggle as she pulled the ropes tight.
“Whrugng?”
“You’ll see,” I said as Colin and I left the cellar, “You’ll see...”
As we walked away, we took off the balaclavas and rolled them up so they functioned as woolly hats, then collected our coats from the stand. “We’ll be in and out for most of the day,” I said to Mister and Mrs Boyle, who smiled and nodded as we walked outside.
An old grey van was parked outside, with Mister Bridges sitting behind the wheel. “Good morning boys,” he said as we got into the back, putting a couple of bags on the floor as we did so, “All ready for today?” He was wearing a long black coat with a cloth cap, and a thick scarf was wrapped round his neck.
“I think so,” I said quietly, “we need to pick up Martin in town, and then we can begin.”
“Our first port of call?”
“The Craigs...”
It was about ten o’clock when Mister Bridges pulled up outside Cassie and Jenny’s house, and pulled the scarf up over her mouth. Martin and I looked at each other, the hats on our heads, while Colin zipped up his coat.
“Ready?”
“Ready – give me five minutes, and then come in.” He climbed out of the van, looked both ways, and then walked casually up to the front door, ringing it as he blew into his hands.
Martin and I watched through a dirty window as Jenny opened the door. We could see the checked blouse she was wearing over a grey t-shirt as we listened.
“Oh hi Colin – I wasn’t expecting you. I’m looking after the twins while Mum and Dad sort some stuff out in the garage.”
“Yeah, well, I was dropping some stuff off for Dad, so I thought I’d come round. Can I come in?”
“All right – but close and lock the door behind you, all right?”
Jenny turned and walked in, Colin giving the thumbs up before he closed the door to. We waited for a minute or two, before I said “Ready?”
Martin nodded as he put a roll of micropore tape and a pair of plastic handcuffs, which Colin had “borrowed” from his father, into the pocket of his leather jacket. We then stepped out, walked casually up to the door, and then let ourselves in.
“I bet they really enjoyed their first Christmas,” we heard Colin say in the back of the house, as we slowly made our way up the stairs, trying not to make any noise. As we did so, we rolled down the hats on our heads so that only our eyes and mouths were visible, and then we carefully listened to the doors. I could hear Cassie singing along to something in her room, as we took up position either side of her door, as I took a large cloth out of my pocket.
“CASSIE!! CAN YOU COME DOWN FOR A MINUTE!!”
The sound of Jenny calling from the kitchen was our cue, as we held our breath and watched the door open, hiding Martin as Cassie came out. She was wearing a pink and white smock top over a long sleeved blue top, and blue leggings with white ankle socks.
“All right, all right, wahmmmmmmNNNNNNNN!” Her muffled scream was the result of my right hand pushing the cloth into her mouth as I grabbed her and pulled her back with my left arm around her waist. As I did this, Martin walked round, and stuck a length of micropore tape directly over Cassie’s eyes.
“HLLPPPP!!! JNNENWNWEHLPMMMMM” she screamed into my hand as the cloth muffled her cries, and I pulled her back into the room, Martin closing the door behind us. I took my hand away at that point, holding her arms as Martin covered he mouth with several strips of the tape. She was shaking her head from side to side, but he managed to cover her lips and the cloth.
“Calm down, Cassie,” I whispered into her ear, “It’s me and Martin. Now behave, and do whatever we tell you – this is a kidnapping.”
“Bbbe? Ehtruddng,” she said as Martin handed me the plastic handcuffs, and I secured her wrist together behind her back, before sitting her down. I found her black Ugg boots, and as I slipped them onto her feet Martin took a pair of 3D glasses we had used in the cinema from his pocket. We had painted over the lenses with black acrylic paint, so that they reinforced the blindfold as he slipped them over Cassie’s taped eyes.
“Whtddufnkurdng,” she then said, calmer but still struggling as I took her black duffle coat from the back of the door, and fastened it over her upper body, hiding her arms as I did so. “Stay with her and come when I signal,” I said to Martin as I rolled up my hat, and then held her as he did the same. The two of us went to the top of the stairs, and Martin waited with Cassie until I slowly made my way down.
“Colin Hampton, one of these days you’re going to say something you’ll regret,” I heard Jenny say, and I glanced round the stairs. Jenny was still sitting with her back to the door, so I motioned for Martin to bring Cassie down the stairs, making sure she did not slip, as I opened the front door quietly.
The three of us walked out, looking nervously from side to side as Mister Bridges opened the side of the van. “Step up,” I said to Cassie as I helped her in, and then we both climbed in, Mister Bridges closing the door behind us.
“Whrhwgng,” Cassie mumbled, “ndwhttbbtmmnddd?”
“All in hand,” I said as I took her coat off her, and cut away the plastic handcuffs, only to replace them with rope around her crossed wrists as Martin started to bind her ankles together. “Now, hold still, and say nothing – we need to take you to our lair.”
Cassie relaxed as I tied her arms at her waist and tummy, and Martin secured her legs below her knees. There was a knock on the side of the door, and we let Colin in.
“Jenny’s just gone upstairs to see where Cassie went to,” he said with a grin.
“Clnswwwwll,” Cassie said with a groan as she was sat against the wall of the van. “That’s right,” I said as I tied a folded white scarf firmly over her taped mouth, “Now are you going to be a good girl?”
Cassie slowly nodded as the van moved off, and we moved on to our next target.
From the front of the van, I watched as the VW beetle drew up outside the house, and Jessica Pickering got out, brushing down her long brown coat as she did so.
Pulling her seat forward, she allowed Patty and Rachel to get out. Patty was wearing a pair of black denim pants under her black puffed jacket, and flat shoes, while Rachel was wearing a padded jerkin over a hooded pink sweatshirt, blue jeans and short black boots.
We watched as they carried the shopping bags in, and then I knocked on the back of the van. “Get ready,” I said as I let myself out of the van, and then walked up to the front door.
I stood there, stamping my feet and blowing into my hands, until the door opened and Patty looked at me, her blue eyes behind her glasses and her hair in pigtails.
“Good morning, Your Lordship,” she said with a grin as she did a mock curtsey, “What can I do for you today?”
“Hey Patty,” I said with a smile, “Can I come in? Cassie asked me to come round and pick something up from her Aunt Jessie for her.”
“Is that Robert?” I saw Patty’s mother look out from the kitchen, and say “Come in, come in – do you want a drink of something?”
“Thanks,” I said as I came in, and Rachel came down the stairs. “Here – I’ll close the door,” I said as I pushed the lock in and locked it in the open position, and then closed the door.
“Hi Bobby,” she said as she went into the front room, and I walked into the kitchen.
“Patricia, will you come and give me a hand as well? Get these things put away, and then you and Rachel are free to enjoy the rest of today without me nagging at you.”
“All right, Mum,” Patty said with a sigh as she walked into the kitchen with me, and I closed the door. “Just to keep the heat in,” I said as Patty started to put the shopping away.
“Now, what is it Cassie asked you to bring round to her,” Mrs Pickering said as she looked at me.
“She said you had some cake decorations that she could use for her present for Suzie?”
“Oh yeah – that’s right. Give me a few minutes and I will find them,” she said as she looked in a drawer. I started to help Patty to put the tins away, when I heard Mrs Pickering’s phone go off.
“Ah,” she said as she looked at the message, and then walked to the kitchen door. “Rachel – your mum’s waiting outside to take you for a shoe fitting. Hurry up and join her – we’ll see you later.”
She closed the door again, and then I heard the front door open and close. “What shoe fitting? I thought Rachel was here until Hogmanay,” Patty said as she looked at her mother.
“Kerry said it had to be done at the last minute – something about finding holes in her school shoes. No Patty – crisps in the other cupboard. Ah, here they are.”
She took out a packet and handed it to me. “Thanks Mrs Pickering,” I said as I stood up, “I’ll get these round to her now. Behave yourself Patty – see you another time.”
Patty waved her hand behind her as I left the house, making sure the door was properly locked behind me, and then walked up to the van. Knocking on the side, I got in and closed the door behind me.
Rachel was sat next to Cassie, tied as thoroughly as she was with a pair of dark glasses over her eyes. “Any problems,” I said as I looked at Colin and Martin.
“Not a one – until Mrs Pickering said her mum was coming. I hope they don’t cause any trouble.”
“Grandfather said he would take care of everything,” I said as Rachel wriggled round and tired to call for help, Cassie joining in. Three down – nine to go.
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