•IN WHICH HE QUESTIONS•
It has been almost 12 hours since he came to visit Dolora in the hospital and it has been 12 hours but she isn't awake yet. Detective Won had offer him to rest for a bit but he refused, saying he already rested for the whole week and all he want to do right now is to wait until she wakes.
Holding her hand, covering it with both of his hands and kissing it from time to time.
Her face has bruises, her wrists and the lowest part of her legs has burns that came from the rope that was tied to her. The doctor said that she took a hit, some parts of her bodies especially her left cheek is badly swollen as her lower lip has cut, and the worst is not yet even said.
She's raped, the doctor found semen in her. The test cannot yet be performed while she's in her sleep. They have to wait.
Collin can't accept the fact that that criminal touched her. But that d
•IN WHICH HE GOT NO ILL INTENTIONS•Through out the backdoor, Finley escaped the people guarding the house. Amy's and Carl are busy looking after the kids, Ezra is being entertained by Walker's magic trick per se, and Collin is at the hospital with Dolora. Leaving her alone in her room and so something came up with her mind.She is indeed in fear of being held by Klyde yet boredom eats her bad. It's actually a surprising fact that she misses attending school, do the activities and the nervous feeling while presenting in front of the class.Outside, there are a couple of police having their lunch inside the mobile. And Old Mac is at the garden doing some sketches he does whenever he has time to waste or when he's free while doing his job."No wonder my sister got taken." She almost cursed while watching the guards outside with an upsetting voice.Slowly, she tiptoed outs
•IN WHICH HE SAYS HOW IT IS AND WAS•Morning came and she haven't got her sleep yet. Her phone is dead and she can't get out of the house. She's stuck, and she's sure that she only made her family worry about her even more."You don't have to worry about anything." A baritone voice uttered from behind her as she's sitting at the edge of the bed while staring at the plank mint green wall.She slowly turns her head at him, looking like a possessed doll with that glare. "You say?" She spat at him, still working on that perfect scowl she's giving him."I already explained to your family." He replied, not caring to explain more about it, so she raised an eyebrow, waiting for more but nothing came."Would you care to elaborate? Why would they even believe you? They don't know you." She clearly doesn't want to believe him. Her neck and the veins of her eyes starts to hurt and
•IN WHICH HE WAS GOOD•In the same house she's in for that last four days, boredom is eating her. Even if she's having a call with Ezra and her parents, they are all telling her their worries about her which she exchange it with her comfort replies that she's fine and she's confident that nothing bad will happen to her and soon she will be free from him."Where do you think you're going? You're going to leave me here?" Finley asked unbelievably to the man who's holding her captive when she found him wearing formal clothes and looking fresh to get out of the house. He's clad in a plain white buttoned shirt and black tight jeans, his feet are covered with white rubber shoes."Looks like it." He replied while brushing his hair backwards, revealing his forehead."What if I escaped, what will you do?" She asked, knowing that that's what she want to do. She dragged herself down on the sofa that's
•IN WHICH HE HAS A NAME•"Is he hurting you, sweetheart? Are you okay there? Oh gosh, how I wish I can be there with you. Are you eating all right?" Amy asked her as soon as she rang her phone to her Mother the night she didn't gone out of her room.After that last conversation she had with JB, she chose to not bother him. Thinking, maybe she pushed his button too hard. What can she expect from him? He said so himself, he's a criminal. He's said it, he can kill if he want to, he can kill her if he wants to."Don't worry too much about me, mom. That man doesn't even touch me." Well before that awfully close encounter earlier. "He cooks for me, be can cook, mom. And... I don't know why he's treating me like this. I think I'm still lucky to be alive, at least this criminal I'm with still has a heart." She sighed and thinking about being able to breath still."But that doesn't mak
•IN WHICH HE HATESS HIM•"Joshua Brenner, age 25, convict of illegal selling of drugs in Queendland and miraculously relived of his conviction. Now he's part of Klyde McMarrow's silly troop and holding Finley Hamilton as his captive." Walker reports at him while reading what's in the printed paper inside a folder he's holding.Rig instantly snatched the folder from and sees the files inside. There's nothing much but a bunch of attorney's letters, testimonies, and basic information about him."Are you sure that these are all that is? Nothing else?" Rig asked Walker, seemingly expecting a pile of records from Joshua Brenner but to disappoint him... there's nothing more than just a folder."Yep, that's just it. It said there that it was Detective Won Kenji himself caught him behind bars. And the two cops he paid to get him out of the prison, their license were taken away from them and kaput."
•IN WHICH THEY BLAME•A man wearing such semi formal clothes, a navy blue baseball cap and a sunglasses on. You wouldn't expect him to be a criminal if you judge by the cover. He's too charming and decent but what's deep inside, he's an actual person who would commit any crime."Fancy public place to meet, what's the bail about?" Detective Won who's forgetting how to change his clothes or take even just a 5 minute shower sat on a chair adjacent to the formal looking man."We made a deal, detective. Why's your child keep on getting in my way?" He seriously and strictly told Detective Won, crossing his arms tight on his chest. Lips are thinned and eyes are boringly looking at him behind those thick and dark cover on his eyes."Who?" Detective Won who frowned suddenly got a realization and a suspect of who might it be, he slowly nods his head. "It's Rig, isn't?""Tell him
•IN WHICH HE GOT CAUGHT• "Slender, brunette, long legged and 5'7 of her height. Starting price 10,000 dollars! Are we in for ten thousand dollars? Mister White from the corner got this perfect barbie lady for 10,000! Anybody care for 15,000! 15,000 raised by Mister Full Moon! 20,000 dollars--" "Hey boss, looks like the ladies have been through a lot." Leo commented as he witness how those woman from the container has lots of bruises and cut lips. He's sitting at a single couch with his feet lifted above the other couch near him. Looking around for his view, the waitresses' ass and bosoms that almost pops out from their tiny pieces of clothes. "Sure they did, I strictly told Jeremiah to beat them when they try to escape." He sip his rose wine, looking nowhere but on the stage. The auction has been on going for almost an hour now, and he sold those women for a price that he's fond of. High and just...
•IN WHICH HE LETS HER GO•"Don't you have something fun to do? 'Cause my family does snakes and ladder whenever we have free time with each other." Finley asked her kidnapper kindly while she's lying on the couch like she owns the house, while JB is busy gluing his eyes on the TV which doesn't seem he's paying any attention to it."None." He answered curtly, not even looking at her. His body is so tensed, his eyes are straight as his posture, his hands are above his thighs and his feet are bare and flat on the carpeted floor."So you just enjoy yourself being a criminal and you will enjoy yourself as a criminal forever and ever?" She asked him unbelievably and sits up to see him. He's clearly avoiding her, to have any conversation or make their skin brush."I never said I enjoy it." He monotonously uttered, not moving and muscles but his mouth."Then why don't you leave