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Chapter 12
When Kate woke up a few hours later it was dark. She didn’t know where she was, all she knew was that she was in a room that smelt like old cigarette smoke and alcohol. She rubbed the back of her head which throbbed painfully, she could feel a bump where she had been hit under her fingers.
From what she could tell it seemed to be about the same size as the pantry of the hatch on the island. She stood up and began to pace, feeling along the walls as she went for some way to get out. She felt the doorknob and tried to open it. It didn’t surprise her that it was locked.
She felt like an animal trapped in a too small cage. She always needed space, something to make her sure that she could run if she had to but she didn’t have that here and it made her uneasy.
She guessed that someone heard her moving around because she could hear footsteps just outside the door. She stood back as it opened and light spilled in making her squint.
“Look who decided to wake up!” Said a man, she recognized the voice as Hibbs. “I was beginning to worry that Alex hit you to hard.” He said with a laugh.
Kate said nothing to him. Piecing what he had just said she had concluded that she had been kidnaped and who ever this Alex was, was Hibbs accomplice.
“Come on out Kate. I want to talk to you.”
She didn’t move. How the hell could he think that she would do what she asked after what he had done.
“Come on Kate, I ain’t going to hurt ya. I just want to talk to you. Lets talk about Sawyer, that’s something we both have a common interest in right?”
“What do you want?” she snapped at him. She did not trust him, she didn’t want to talk to him especially about Sawyer.
“I just want to talk to you.” he told her. He was starting to get a little impatient with her. Why did women have to question every damn thing? Did they have to make everything so difficult?
Kate took one small unsure step towards the door. “Why.”
“Let’s just say that I know about you and Sawyer, and I think you can help us settle our...differences.”
“Why would you need me to help?” she asked
“Because I know he has feelings for you. I’ve heard you talk to each other when you call him.. You have a ...connection with him that I don’t have?”
“Why would I help you?” she asked. Had he really listened to them talk on the phone? What kind of sick man was this?
“Because if you don’t Kate, I’ll kill him.”
“Like you wouldn’t anyway.” Her heart skipped several beats but she tried not to let it show.
“You get him to give me my money and he is a safe man. I won’t lay a finger on him.”
“It’s to late for that isn’t it?”
“ What happened to him was an accident. I had nothing to do with it. He simply lost control of his car and crashed in a ditch.” He said with a smile that made Kate sure that this was a lie.
“I don’t believe you”
“That’s fine. You don’t have to. It would be so easy to make it look like an accident. Overdose him on morphine, wait until he gets out, shoot him. Hell it would look like suicide and nobody would question it, it was only a matter of time until he got in over his head and couldn’t get away. But you are going to help me get the money or he dies.”