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plunging the screwdriver into his arm.
"You bitch!"
Her mother screamed when Skully grabbed her leg.
Dana ran fast as she could out of the front door, oblivious to the cold creeping inside her body. She looked behind, hoping her mom was able to catch up with her, but disappointment washed upon her. Tears pooled her vision when air escaped her lungs. She could hear her mother's screams, and Skully yelling after her.
Dana prayed hard, wishing somebody would rescue her so she can come back for her mother. No sooner did she finish her prayer when she heard a deafening sound of a propeller. Bright lights shone from above as a helicopter made a sharp curve and landed in front of her.
A tall man in a suit stepped out and approached her. "Dana Simmons." A wave of anxiety crashed upon her when he gripped her arm. "You're coming with me."
"No,'' she screamed, pushing him away."Don't take me back there."
"I'm here to help you." The man reached into his pocket.
"I don't believe you." She pushed him.
The man pulled her inside.
"Please!" Dana yanked her arm away, but it was too late. She had a new captor now.
***
After a trip to the Jersey shore to get some leads, Kerry and Felicia drove back to New York to inspect Dana's apartment. Kerry looked underneath the bed.
Felicia studied her closet. "I wish I had half the pairs of shoes and purses she had."
"What is it with you women with shoes and purses? I can't seem to figure you guys out."
"That's one thing a man will never understand." Felicia peered into a drawer and found Dana's lingerie. "My, my, this woman just loves the color black and white."
"Must be easier to match to clothes, I guess." Kerry shrugged. What did he know about it?
"Believe me, I prefer pastel shades over black and white."
He chuckled. "You're a girly girl."
"Yup." She checked out the shoes. "This woman was abducted. A beautiful and glamorous model like Dana Simmons is not going to leave her home without her clothes. I perceive her to be the type of lady who travels with two suitcases for a weekend trip with her matching entourage. And surely, somebody ought to recognize that woman."
"You're right. Let's hope she's not dead." He rubbed his scruffy chin. "But we've searched everything from Rob's apartment. Her last call was to him. You've also gone over the tapes."
"Yeah, but we still have the mysterious fruitcake gift and card that doesn't make sense."
Felicia followed him to the kitchen and found bread crumbs on the counter and two books. She picked up the books and found a folded note then glanced at Kerry and read the note aloud.
They exchanged glances.
Kerry’s cell phone rang. "Agent Wayne here," he paused. "Yep. We'll be there."
She raised his eyebrows.
"They found four women dead near Jersey shore."
"God bless their souls. We gotta go back there."
"Wait." Kerry picked up another call. "Yes, U.S. Marshall Collins. What can I do for you?" He eyed Felicia. "Uh-huh, you found her."
Chapter 12
Dana rubbed her eyes and rose from a leather couch. Where am I? She sat inside an office with a desk and an American flag behind it. She spotted three men were whispering, but she couldn't overhear them. A woman had her eyes glued to a folder and another man sat in the corner with a sketchpad.
A man with hair gelled to the side turned around and nodded. "You're awake."
Swallowing hard, she stood from the couch and almost stumbled.
He clasped her arm. She spied a mole on his cheek. This man had been the one to pull her inside the helicopter before she passed out.
“Don’t be afraid, you’re safe now. Coffee?" he asked.
"Where am I?"
The tallest man joined them. "Dana Simmons, why don't we get you some breakfast? You must be starving."
"I'm not eating until you tell me where I am. You can't manipulate me into doing what you want." She raised her voice.
A man dropped the file on the coffee table and approached her. "I'm FBI special Agent Kerry Wayne and this is my partner Agent Felicia
"You bitch!"
Her mother screamed when Skully grabbed her leg.
Dana ran fast as she could out of the front door, oblivious to the cold creeping inside her body. She looked behind, hoping her mom was able to catch up with her, but disappointment washed upon her. Tears pooled her vision when air escaped her lungs. She could hear her mother's screams, and Skully yelling after her.
Dana prayed hard, wishing somebody would rescue her so she can come back for her mother. No sooner did she finish her prayer when she heard a deafening sound of a propeller. Bright lights shone from above as a helicopter made a sharp curve and landed in front of her.
A tall man in a suit stepped out and approached her. "Dana Simmons." A wave of anxiety crashed upon her when he gripped her arm. "You're coming with me."
"No,'' she screamed, pushing him away."Don't take me back there."
"I'm here to help you." The man reached into his pocket.
"I don't believe you." She pushed him.
The man pulled her inside.
"Please!" Dana yanked her arm away, but it was too late. She had a new captor now.
***
After a trip to the Jersey shore to get some leads, Kerry and Felicia drove back to New York to inspect Dana's apartment. Kerry looked underneath the bed.
Felicia studied her closet. "I wish I had half the pairs of shoes and purses she had."
"What is it with you women with shoes and purses? I can't seem to figure you guys out."
"That's one thing a man will never understand." Felicia peered into a drawer and found Dana's lingerie. "My, my, this woman just loves the color black and white."
"Must be easier to match to clothes, I guess." Kerry shrugged. What did he know about it?
"Believe me, I prefer pastel shades over black and white."
He chuckled. "You're a girly girl."
"Yup." She checked out the shoes. "This woman was abducted. A beautiful and glamorous model like Dana Simmons is not going to leave her home without her clothes. I perceive her to be the type of lady who travels with two suitcases for a weekend trip with her matching entourage. And surely, somebody ought to recognize that woman."
"You're right. Let's hope she's not dead." He rubbed his scruffy chin. "But we've searched everything from Rob's apartment. Her last call was to him. You've also gone over the tapes."
"Yeah, but we still have the mysterious fruitcake gift and card that doesn't make sense."
Felicia followed him to the kitchen and found bread crumbs on the counter and two books. She picked up the books and found a folded note then glanced at Kerry and read the note aloud.
They exchanged glances.
Kerry’s cell phone rang. "Agent Wayne here," he paused. "Yep. We'll be there."
She raised his eyebrows.
"They found four women dead near Jersey shore."
"God bless their souls. We gotta go back there."
"Wait." Kerry picked up another call. "Yes, U.S. Marshall Collins. What can I do for you?" He eyed Felicia. "Uh-huh, you found her."
Chapter 12
Dana rubbed her eyes and rose from a leather couch. Where am I? She sat inside an office with a desk and an American flag behind it. She spotted three men were whispering, but she couldn't overhear them. A woman had her eyes glued to a folder and another man sat in the corner with a sketchpad.
A man with hair gelled to the side turned around and nodded. "You're awake."
Swallowing hard, she stood from the couch and almost stumbled.
He clasped her arm. She spied a mole on his cheek. This man had been the one to pull her inside the helicopter before she passed out.
“Don’t be afraid, you’re safe now. Coffee?" he asked.
"Where am I?"
The tallest man joined them. "Dana Simmons, why don't we get you some breakfast? You must be starving."
"I'm not eating until you tell me where I am. You can't manipulate me into doing what you want." She raised her voice.
A man dropped the file on the coffee table and approached her. "I'm FBI special Agent Kerry Wayne and this is my partner Agent Felicia
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