Neal had a little brother who thought was safe away from the crime world. What Neal doesn't realize is that his little brother is no loner so little. In fact, he's a ghost. Let's see what happens when by chance the two brothers are reunited. Will Da...
Suddenly, it all came back to me and I was, for the first time ever, scared.
I got up and looked around.
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I was in an all black room with no windows or open areas.
Suddenly, a door on my left side opened and light flooded back into the room.
Someone started clapping and I tried to make out who it was.
"Never thought I would see you again," he said and I started walking backward as he walked closer.
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"P-please stop," I said and he stopped for a second before saying,"No."
He took out a piece of rope and made a hand gesture for me to move forward.
I shook my head 'no' and he sighed before walking towards me. I kept moving back until my back hit the wall.
"C-Cody. This is ridiculous. J-Just stop this and we can do this rationally," I said but he ignored me.
He forced me to my knees and put my hands behind my back.
I tried to get away but he just tightened the rope.
"AHH," I said and he let me go.
I slumped forward on the floor before he used his foot to turn me onto my back.
I tried to move away but he whistled.
The door opened and someone else came into the room.
They forced me up and held onto my arms.
I stopped fighting knowing it wasn't going to get me anywhere.
"Good. Now you're going to do exactly what I say or else," he says and I nod.
"Justin, grab a chair," he said and I was shocked.
He dragged a chair into a room and I got pushed into it.
"Now, tell me how is Gabriella," he said sitting in front of me on another chair.
"Don't know. Haven't seen her," I said. He punched me in the face and my head snapped back.
I groaned in pain before he grabbed my hair and pulled my head to the side, a knife at my throat.
"I have eyes everywhere. Do you want to rethink your answer," he said and I tried to breathe.
"I-I swear. Th- the last time I saw her was at the FBI headquarters," I said and he let go of my hair.
He twirled the knife in his fingers before making a slash along my leg.
It was the width of my thigh and stung like hell.
I hissed in pain and he came over with alcohol.
"N-no. Please don't do," I was in the middle when he dripped a couple drops onto the cut.
"Mmhh," I muffled my scream from the sting.
"I wonder what would happen if I just poured a couple drops more. After all, I have an endless supply of alcohol," he tilted the bottle like he was really going to do it.
"Wait," I said and he stopped.
He didn't move the bottle just kept it in the same place.
"T-the last time I saw her was a few days after you got put in jail," I said and he nodded.
"How many days," he questioned and I shook my head,"I don't know."
He dropped a few drops and I screamed,"I swear. I DON'T KNOW."
He nodded before putting the bottle on the floor.
"Because of you. I lost my sister, my team, and almost got a life sentence," he said and I shook my head.
"That's your fault," I said and he made a scratch on my other leg.
"Don't talk unless I tell you to," he said and I nodded.
"I'm going to make you suffer for that," he said. He got up and whistled.
"But we have plenty of time for that. So, I'll give you a little break," he got up and walked away.
Justin came back into the room and untied my hands.
"Why are you doing this," I asked him.
"I don't have a choice," he said.
He helped me lay down on the flour, so my back was against the wall.
(Neal's POV)
Peter and I went back into Daniel's room when we got back from our little mission.
Somethings were knocked over but what caught my eye the most was the broken vase.
"Peter," I called him over.
"What," he said.
"Daniel did this. He tried to leave a message," I said.
Peter took out his phone and called Diana or Jones.
"The team is on their way," he said and I couldn't comprehend what was happening.
"Neal. I want you staying with me and El for a little while," he said helping me up.
I was leaning against him from shock and he helped me to the car.
We drove to their house and the whole time I was leaning my head against the window.
Peter helped me inside and I sat on the couch trying to figure out how everything could have happened.
