Hunted

-Chapter 3-

The vans motor stops. "Get Out." He barks. I slip out of the van, and I am met with a pleasant shock. This person's house was a giant, luxurious mansion, backed by a brilliant, full, lush green forest. Which probably means that the person who own it is probably a drug dealer. We walk through the beautiful front yard, it had everything a stereotypical mansion had, precisely cut green hedges, a towering water feature, and soft carpet like lawn.

He presses the door bell and almost immediately a middle age man opens it. He is wearing an expensive looking suit, making me feel very under dressed in the white cotton sleeping gown He had given me. The man in the suit smiled at me, and I faked a half smile back. That's when it dawned on me; why in the world did a billionaire want me, when he could practically hire any women in the world? And he wanted a pale kidnapped girl, who did not even know her own name or age? The billionaire handed over a full envelope to Him and then He gave the billionaire some papers. The billionaire then said thank you, grabbed my arm and walked me inside. Inside the billionaires home was even more beautiful then I could have imagined. With beautiful airy rooms and a big widow looking out to the forest. We walked into what I presume is the living room where five other guys are standing they are younger then the billionaire, the youngest looks a bit older then me so I am guessing he is fifteen or sixteen while the oldest looks about nineteen or twenty. They are also all wearing different suits and ties, but unlike the Billionaire they are also wearing blacked out sunglasses as if wanting to look scary or intimidating in a way. All five of them looked like they are their grades heat throbs and where very attractive.

I stand before them and the billionaire takes his place with the five other young men. "Welcome, Miss Abigail Jones." He announced. "You are probably wondering who I am and why I bought you?" Bought? He bought me? I thought that I could only be hired out. But why buy me? Was I going to be a maid for this glorious house? "My name is Mr. Jamison, and these are my five sons. The reason we bought you is to play a little game." He smiled and all of his five sons snickered a little. This does not sound good. "Now Abigail, don't look so glum. You can win this game to." He says. I look up at him. "All you have to do is survive from 12:00 pm to 12:00am in my giant forest." He says happily. You have got to be kidding me, that can not be all I had to do, that would be way to easy. "But there is a catch, you will be hunted." He said. My eyes look at his with concern. "Not by a wild animal, but by my five sons and which ever one finds you first can decide weather to kill you or do whatever he wants with you." He announces. I feel all of his five sons look at me with sunglass eyes and evil smiles, knowing that my pathetic life  was in there hands. "But you can win to, all you have to do is not get caught in that time and I will pay for you to go to the best orphanage in the country." Mr Jamison said. "So, lets get you cleaned up and ready."