“I’ll take him either way.” Travis grins.
Gross!
“Untie me, you cowards.”
“Why?”
“Let me at least try to defend myself.”
Troll Travis shrugs and steps back. He motions to a guard who comes over and flicks open a knife.
Wow. I didn’t think that would work.
Maybe I’m a Jedi!
Focus, Rory!
What am I going to do once he unties me?
“Really?” Chad rolls his eyes.
“I like it when they fight.”
My hands snap free, but I still don’t have a plan.
Oh, well. I grab the chair I was tied to and ram it straight into Chad’s gut. He falls to the ground and drops his phone.
Perfect.
I scoop it up and run for the large crates that are stacked all over the warehouse.
The voices are loud behind me, but I’ve got a head start, and I’m small.
I look at the phone screen and it’s locked.
Fuck!
No, wait… I can make an emergency call.
“9-1-1, what’s your emergency?”
“I’ve been kidnapped. I have no idea where I am. My name is Rory Byrnes, tell Detective Risch.”
“Sir, please slow down.”
“Can’t. I’m running.” Running to where?
“Do you know who kidnapped you?”
“Yes, I’m on his phone, Chad Hudson. There’s some other guy named Travis.”
There!
I see a small hole in a crate. I’m not sure if I’ll fit, but I’m going to try.
“Fuck, where did he go?”
“Hurry and find the little shit!”
