Jennifer was soaked in sweat when her eyes fluttered open. She winced. The splitting headache that made her feel like her head might explode made it hard for her to focus. Her forehead creased as she tried to remember what was going on.
"Damn!" She cursed under her breath.
Her headache was so bad that she couldn't think properly. Taking steady breaths, she lay silently, hoping that it would help her.
Time passed and she didn't open her eyes. She was thankful for the pin drop silence that surrounded her since it helped, coping with her headache.
After it resided to some extent she tried to move, but soon realised that she couldn't. Once again, her eyes flung open. Her hands were tied, so was her feet.
"What the…."
She looked around.
She was in a strange place. The place was neatly furnished, not a thing was misplaced. The wooden walls were varnished in an attractive shade of reddish br
Jennifer stared into the familiar brown eyes."Frank!"She managed to exclaim after some time. A smile spread across her face. She wrapped her arms around him. The immense feeling of euphoria that washed over her made her heart swell.She was saved. Frank found her. Four of his men surrounded them, with their guns in their hands. He had come to look for her fully prepared to fight."Are you okay?" He asked."Yes, but let's get out of here. Todd is crazy….." she trailed off as she glanced in the direction of the cabin."Todd?""Yes. It was him! I managed to knock him out before running away. But he might wake up soon. Let's get out of here!"She wanted to leave. She didn't want to stay in the woods."I want to see where he kept you," he said.Jennifer was hesitant, however, she took him to the cabin. He had assured her that it was going to b
"Jenny had gone to the mall to buy some things she needed to make a painting. I sent her with Mike and two others." Frank told him."Carl came to talk to me and some guy spilt coffee on her. Now I think that was a distraction. She went to the bathroom to change and then she never came out. That is where she was kidnapped. The window was open and it looked to us as though they must have climbed onto the terrace of the next building." Mike explained.Frank clenched his jaws as he narrowed his eyes on Todd."We checked the CCTV footage of the mall. I saw Todd in that area on it," Frank stated his glare fixed on his cousin.Todd's eyes shifted to Frank, however, he quickly averted his gaze. His eyebrows knitted together as he shook his head.
Todd clutched onto his drink, glaring at the sparkling drink in it as he sat at the counter of the bar. It had been a bad day. It was bad enough that he had to kill his best friend the night before and now, Mike and the others had found the men who helped in the abduction. As expected, their retribution wasn't nice. Todd had excused himself from facing them, fearing the possibility of them pointing fingers at him. His uncle surely would do his investigation if all of them start to blame him for everything.Honestly, things had been going from bad to worse for him ever since they had come back to live in the mansion. Todd had hoped to see the day that Frank finally fell out of his father's favour. He was certain that Frank couldn't do it right. However, it looks like he had help from his loyal men and had gone far enough to impress his father.
Days passed. Todd worked with Frank and it seemed to everyone that finally, they had managed to overcome their differences and work together as a team. Frank let him work with him since he believed that if he was sincerely sorry about his previous actions, he deserved a chance to let him prove himself. Nonetheless, Frank didn't let his guard down and Todd knew it. Hence he tended to be extremely careful with everything he did.Todd didn't contact Oswald on his private number, fearing that his call and messages might be intercepted. They barely spoke, and when they did it was via email.It became a normal routine for them to work in the office and the shed together. And as days passed by, Frank started to feel comfortable around him. However, Jennifer was still sceptical about him."Why don't you buy her a phone? Then she could contact you easily right?" Todd suggested as they stood at the shed side by s
With a frantic heart beating in her chest, Jennifer stared at the three men. Frank was gawking goggle-eyed at her painting. His father was simply stunned. Todd too seemed to be in shock. Jennifer smiled nervously, not knowing what meaning she was supposed to derive from their reaction. Was it bad? She didn't know. Was it good? She sure hoped so. Inhaling deeply, she glanced at her painting. The starry sky and full moon were perfectly illustrated in the background. Frank's mother was smirking at them and the moonlight seemed to gleam on her face. Jennifer had painted her exactly how she had seen her in the picture. She couldn't possibly have gone wrong anywhere, right? "What do you think?" She asked anxiously.&n
"You are acting like a teenager who is about to ask his crush out on a date," Todd mumbled as he watched Frank check his reflection out for the nth time. "I am….I mean, I am taking her out for the first time. And I love her," Frank ran his thick fingers through his hair. Rolling his eyes, Todd leaned in his seat. Todd had suggested Frank come to his room to get ready while Jennifer got dressed in his room. "This is the first time you are taking any woman out on a date," Todd mumbled. Frank glared at him, making Todd laugh. "Face it cuz. All you did in the past was use women for sex!" He chuckled. Frank smirked. "Well, you aren't any better," snickering, he replied. "Well…. I did try to date at first, didn't I?" Todd shrugged. Frank nodded. Todd had dated a girl for over a year while they were in college. However, she broke up with him on the day of their graduation
"Drop your gun, Gotham," the masked attacker pressed the tip against her skin, as he ordered. Frank's gaze shifted from her face to the attacker behind her. Jennifer watched in horror as Frank slowly lowered his weapon."I said drop it!" The attacker grumbled.Holding up one hand in surrender, Frank slowly crouched down to keep his Glock on the ground.Just then another masked man ran towards Frank and aimed his gun at his head. Frank and Jennifer knew that they were now at an advantage. However, if they could stall them until Mike arrived they could still escape.Snickering, "is this your girl?" The attacker who held Jennifer taunted.Frank narrowed his eyes one him.&
Jennifer undressed in the bathroom and carefully inspected the bruises on her body. A print of his fingers was on her left boob and abdomen. They were red and blue. She bit her lower lip and furrowed her eyebrows. "These will look worse tomorrow." Wincing, she traced the marks. "Ouch," she whispered. "What will look worse tomorrow?" Frank's voice startled her. She had forgotten that the door wasn't closed. Frank most probably heard her speak to herself. She didn't have to say anything. His eyes dilated when he saw her bruised body. His gaze focused on the marks on her chest and stomach. His forehead creased as he sauntered over to her. His gaze didn't leave the marks the attacker had left on her. Swallowing the accumulated saliva he touched her reddened skin. He must have held onto her with all his might, for it to bruise like that. "I'll kill him," gritting his teeth, he traced her so