Hey guys....I have the next chapter all ready for you. Im getting so excited about tomorrow....WOOHOO...new episode!!!YAY!!! Anyway here it is.................(PS I added in the prologue to flow better too).
Please note: Material contained in the remaining chapters is not suitable for chidren.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The basement was dark, cold and smelled like dead animals. She was unable to open her eyes. It seemed as though they were covered with some sort of tape. Her wrists and ankles stung with pain as she tried unsuccessfully to move any part of her body. She had been tied to the bed by all four limbs. A rag had been tied around her mouth and duck tape placed over her eyes. Her body ached as though it had been dragged behind a moving car. She could feel a sticky substance, which she assumed to be blood, on her fingers. What happened? she thought. How long had she been passed out? And where the HELL was she?
Distant footsteps on the floorboards above broke her train of thought.
The basement door swung open, followed by a deep and croaky voice.
“Awake now are we darling?’”.
Lily Rush was facing a personal struggle. It was about to get far worse than she could ever imagine. The man who had knocked her unconscious in her own bedroom now stood over here in a place she had not seen before. Memories of what had happened to her came flooding back. How he had stood over her bed, waking her up only to knock her out again. She was in the worst situation possible. No-one had any idea what had been happening to her this past week. She never mentioned it to Stillman. It was only now that she realized how foolish a mistake that was.
The young man knelt down on the floor beside her, holding a knife into what little light there was in the room. Tears welled in her eyes, she was determined for him not to see how scared she really was.
“Now we are going to play a little game Miss Rush. It’s called ‘I am going to remove the tape from your mouth and your not going to say a *$#@ing word.’ Got it?”
She nodded in agreement. He placed the knife against her pale flesh, pressing ever so lightly. With one quick motion he pulled the tape from her mouth. She gave no reaction to the pain it caused. It was little comparison to the rope burns around her wrists.
“Wh….Why are you doing this to me?” she asked softly, not wanting to anger a man who at this moment was in control.
“I do the talking. You shut your mouth. You don’t speak unless you’re spoken to,” he replied, the knife pressing harder against her throat. “You are going to have to learn real quick how things are done around here.”
He stood up, removing the knife from her throat and placing it between her sleeve and her bare skin. She closed her eyes in terror, waiting for the pain. It did not come; however, instead he slashed at her pyjamas. “Now that’s better isn’t it? A woman can’t perform her wifely duties clothed now can she?”
Lilly closed her eyes. “Oh god no, please. Anything but that,” she thought.
‘Oh don’t worry Miss Rush. We’ll give it a bit a time before it goes that far. There are many lessons you need to be taught. I’ll be savin the best for last,” he laughed hauntingly.
He made her physically sick. She just wanted to roll over and vomit, but the ties around her wrists said she wasn’t going to be able to have that luxury.
He grabbed what looked to Lily like a camera of some kind, pointing it down at her and taking a photo. “Mmmm…yeah,” he said a wicked grin on his face “Them boys are gonna love this s***.”
It was 10:30 am Thursday morning and it was freezing cold outside. Stillman called all detectives into his office.
“Lily not here?” he asked.
“Nah boss,” Scotty replied.
“She ring in sick?”
“Ahh..I haven’t heard from her boss,” Scotty stated.
“Hmm….that’s odd. Right well how bout you drive past her house and pick her up on the way to Mr Phillips bar. Then you can pick him up and bring him in for more questioning.”
“No problems boss,” Scotty said heading for the door.
Valens arrived at Lily’s house 15 minutes later. He had been knocking for a few minutes, without a reply. He picked up the phone and called Stillman “Yeah boss, Valens here. No answer from her door. I’m gonna head on to the bar and pick up Mr Phillips.”
“Right,” Stillman replied.
Scotty arrived at the bar to find that Mr Phillips junior was not there. He had gone for his usual jog the afternoon before and not returned. “I was just about to call you Detective…” Phillips senior stated.
“Look Mr Phillips it is imperative that we find your son. We need to have a few questions back at office. We have been provided with a warrant. Can you tell me where he usually jogs?” Scotty asked.
“Yeah down past West Philly Park. Just does the circuit down there. Should I be worried?” the old man questioned.
“No. Not just yet,” just as Scotty replied, his phone rang.
“Valens.”
“Scotty any luck finding Mr Phillips?” his boss asked.
“Nah. Seems like he went out for a run and didn’t come back yesterday afternoon,” he replied.
“Right. Well leave that for the moment. I need you to meet Jeffries, Vera and I at Lily’s apartment.”
“Is everything alright?” Scotty asked.
“No. Not at all Scotty. I’ve received a photograph.”
“Of what exactly?” questioned Scotty.
“I don’t want to go into it. Just meet me there ASAP.”
Scotty had a million thoughts running through his mind. He didn’t know what was going on, but he didn’t have a very good feeling about the situation at all.
Can't wait to see where this story goes.
Can't wait to see where this story goes.
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Poor Lilly! What is he gonna do to her?? 
WTH is that lunatic gonna do to her now? 
