*rubs forehead* After watching the longest movie of my life, thank God for this thread. *flops on the couch*
Thanks for the reviews everyone!
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Warehouse, 1:30am
Lori: *sitting, tied in a chair*
Door slams closed
Lori: Who's there!
Man: *walks over*
Lori: Expensive cologne for a creep who kidnaps dames in the night.
Man: *removes coat* Hope the ride over here wasn't too bumpy.
Lori: Well it wasn't scenic. Especially with the bag over my head.
Man: *places coat on table*
Lori: What do you want?
Man: *grabs cigarette*
Lori: You're going to kill me, aren't you?
Man: *snaps open lighter* What makes you say that?
Lori: You haven't covered your face.
Man: Maybe I'm not shy.
Lori: *stares at man*
Man: Lori Speedle, twenty-two and a half years old. Born in Fresno California, grew up in Santa Rita Colombia. Attended Miami-Dade High for seven months, has had a high-security job position in Arauca Colombia for two years, returned to Miami and is currently unemployed. Quite a life for such a young woman.
Lori: Well now that you know so much about me, tell me about yourself.
Man: *laughs* I forgot to mention she's curious and relentless. *sits*
Lori: If you're going to kill me anyway, you might as well tell me your name so I don't have to call you something tasteless.
Man: What did you have in mind?
Lori: Jackass seems to suit you for the moment.
Man: You know, you might not think it but I do hear that a lot. *takes out gun from under coat*
Lori: *looks at gun*
Man: My name's Gavin.
Lori: Perfect. So what's your real name?
Gavin: *smiles* Smart girl.
Lori: *lifts brows* Girl. You don't look much older than me.
Gavin: I'm twenty-nine.
Lori: That's a nice piece.
Gavin: Hmm. Good eyes.
Lori: So uh...Why am I here?
Gavin: You're a bargaining piece.
Lori: For what?
Gavin: Now if I told you, it would ruin the surprise.
Lori: ...You mind loosening the ropes?
Gavin: Yeah.
Lori: So you're the half-brained newbie that the real criminals decided to have keep an eye on me.
Gavin: *stands*
Lori: *looks at Gavin*
Gavin: *pushes gun to Lori's head* You think this is a joke?
Lori: *closes eyes*
Gavin: You could be dead right now and the beautiful thing is, no one would know until your perfect, cold, rotting little body is discovered in the canal.
Lori: ...
Gavin: *fires shot into the air*
Lori: *jumps*
Gavin: *walks over to table*
Lori: *opens eyes*
Gavin: Calleigh Duquesne and Eric Delko. I understand they're very good at solving puzzles and riddles.
Lori: ...
Gavin: We have one for them. *turns around*
Lori: *frowning*
Gavin: How many CSIs does it take to process a Californian hotel room full of hotheads on a road trip?
Lori: What do you want.
Gavin: Let's see how fast Horatio Caine can save them. But...Mister Bomb Squad will have to find
you first. If he plays the game right, he wins. If not...Well, it won't be a fairy-tale ending.
Lori: *glaring*
Door opens, three men walk in
Gavin: *turns around* Zero.
Zero: I see you have the pretty lady.
Gavin: Yes sir.
Zero: Miss Lori, I need some information.
Lori: Go to hell.
Zero: Where is my money?
Lori: *spits*
Zero: *stands back, wipes face* It is guaranteed that you will be more cooperative in the hours that follow. It would be in your best interests to comply right now.
Lori: I don't even know what you're talking about.
Zero: *punches Lori in the face*
Lori: *screams*
Zero: It would be a shame to further damage your pretty face.
Lori: *frowns*
Zero: *leaves*
Guy1: Where's the money!
Lori: I don't know.
Guy1: *slams butt of gun into Lori's face*
Lori: AH!
Guy2: *rolls up sleeves* You want to try again?
Lori: I don't know where your money is.
Guy2: Think harder.
Lori: *looks around*
Guy1: *grabs Lori by the hair* Time's running out.
Lori: I DON'T KNOW!
Guy1: THINK!
Gavin: Guys.
Guy2: What.
Gavin: Enough.
Guy2: The boss wants the information.
Gavin: *frowns* The boss also wants her alive for the time being so cool it.
Guy2: Who put you in charge?
Gavin: He did. You want to call him and ask? Waste his time?
Guy2: Just let us handle her. You ain't quite broken in yet.
Gavin: You want to test that theory?
Guy2: *walks toward Lori*
Gavin: *blocks guy*
Guy2: *laughs* I knew you weren't solid enough for this. All them two years on the for-
Gavin: Shut up.
Guy2: I don't get what he sees in you.
Gavin: Take a walk.
Guy2: *nods* Come on, let's make sure this idiot didn't get followed out here.
Guy1: No problem.
Both guys leave
Gavin: *walks over to Lori*
Lori: *looks at Gavin*
Gavin: *touches Lori's face*
Lori: *pulls head away*
Gavin: It would be a lot less painful for you if you'd cooperate.
Lori: Yeah that would makes sense if I had ANYTHING to tell you. Which I don't because I haven't the slightest idea what y'all are talking about.
Gavin: *sits* You worked as a lawyer for the crime lab?
Lori: Not officially.
Gavin: You see, the lab came into a bunch of money. That money belonged to my boss. He wants it back. Now, a man named Agent Stetler stole the money.
Lori: Your boss is Cuban.
Gavin: And he's a very angry one.
Lori: I swear to God I have no idea what happened to that money.
Gavin: Then tell me where Agent Stetler is.
Lori: I don't know.
Gavin: Okay, here's the problem. If you don't tell me what I need to know, you are going to die.
Lori: Fine.
Gavin: *grabs picture from table* This is you, stealing cocaine from the lab two days ago. You know the codes and you know the staff. Tell me where he is and how to get in.
Lori: And then you kill me anyway.
Gavin: *sigh* Look, things here could get
much worse.
Lori: .....Those two men....They were the ones who jumped me the other day.
Gavin: They might be good at hurting, but they're no good at getting information.
Lori: And you think tying me to a chair is going to get you there faster?
Gavin: Those were my orders.
Phone rings
Gavin: *opens cellphone* Yeah.....Alright I'll be right there. *closes phone*
Hotel California
Delko: CALLEIGH! CALLEIGH!
Calleigh: *runs into bathroom* What is it?
Delko: I blew up the toilet.
Calleigh: *holds nose* Geez.
Delko: How do I fix it?
Calleigh: Buy a new one?
Delko: *laughs* Ha, hey it's ticking.
Calleigh: What?
Delko: Yeah.
Calleigh: Eric...You didn't blow up the toilet.
Delko: Well not intentionally.
Calleigh: You still hear the ticking?
Delko: Yeah.
Calleigh: *looks around* ...
Delko: I think we should leave.
Calleigh: Go get everyone.
Delko: Wait! My box sets are all in here!
Calleigh: Leave them behind.
Delko: *gasp* You wouldn't tell Michael Jacksoon to leave his white glove here, would you?
One hour later
Gavin: *walks in*
Guy2: *kicking Lori*
Guy1: *punching Lori* Yeah, how do you like that huh? HA.
Guy2: I can't believe she spit on me! *kicking*
Gavin: Whoa! Hey! *runs over* What the hell are you doing!
Guy2: She pulled attitude.
Gavin: *kneels, unties Lori*
Guy2: What are you doing? She'll run.
Gavin: She won't in this condition. Grab my coat.
Guy2: Why?
Gavin: Because I told you to.
Guy2: We should just kill her while we're here. *throws coat*
Gavin: *places coat under Lori's head*
Guy2: What a bleedin' heart. She deserves to kick it.
Gavin: *stands* If our boss comes in and sees her like this? What do you think he's going to do?
Guy2: Thanks us?
Gavin: This is why you're not in charge.
Guy2: Yeah well I might be by the end of the night. At least I do my job. *walks upstairs*
Lori: *coughs*
Gavin: *kneels* Lori.
Lori: *swings arms* GET AWAY FROM ME!
Gavin: Calm down. Shh.
Lori: *stands, runs*
Gavin: Crap. *runs*
Lori: *holding side, running*
Gavin: *grabs Lori*
Lori: *screams*
Gavin: Stop.
Lori: LET GO OF ME!
Gavin: Look, unlike some people, I don't find beating women for hours is a good way to attain information. So just calm down.
Lori: *sits, leans against wall*
Gavin: *looks around*
Lori: I'm not helping you, so kill me.
Gavin: *sigh*
Zero: *walks in* GUYS.
Guy2: *runs downstairs* Yes sir.
Guy1: *walks over*
Gavin: *looks over*
Zero: What is she doing over there?
Guy2: Idiot here let her go.
Zero: What?
Gavin: They were beating her.
Zero: That's more than I can say for you.
Gavin: You wanted her alive.
Zero: I did. Now I don't. The information she gave them was wrong.
Gavin: What information?
Guy2: The codes to the lab.
Gavin: She told you?
Guy2: I guess our method works.
Zero: They were the wrong codes. *gives gun to Gavin* Finish her off and get your stuff. We're going to California.
Gavin: I thought she was the gambling chip.
Zero: Are you questioning me?
Gavin: No sir, b-
Zero: So shoot her and be done with it.
Gavin: Maybe she can help us. Convince Caine to hand over the information we need.
Zero: Caine's not stupid.
Guy2: I told ya we shouldn't have left him in charge. Or hired him in the first place.
Guy1: *laughs* I guess that's what you get for recruitin' a cop, huh.
Gavin: *frowns*
Lori: *looks at Gavin*
Zero: Unless you want to be fired
again, kill her. Because if you don't, I will and you'll be next.
Gavin: You didn't hire me to kill anyone.
Zero: Well now I have. Do it.
Gavin: ...*points gun at Lori*
Lori: *staring at Gavin*
Guy2: *shakes head* What a drama queen.
Guy1: Ah man I'm out of smokes.
Guy2: *slaps Guy1* Shut up.
Zero: *walks over to Gavin* She's not even moving. You'd think this would be an easy target.
Gavin: *elbows Zero in the face*
Zero: AH!
Gavin: Run!
Lori: *runs*
Guy2: *fires gun*
BAM BAM BAM
Gavin: *runs*
Zero: GET THEM BACK HERE!
Guy2/1: *run*
Forest, ten minutes later
Lori: *sits against tree* God if you let me live another five minutes I promise never to do anything stupid EVER again.
Guy2: I think she went over here!
Lori: *looks over*
Guy1: Man, there's poison ivy in here.
Guy2: What are you, a baby? They're leaves.
Guy1: I'm allergic to poison ivy.
Guy2: *slaps Guy1* You're such a retard.
Guy1: Hey don't call me a retard.
Guy2: Fine. Mental defective.
Guy1: That's better. Wait...What's a mental defective?
Guy2: *shakes head* Nevermind. The boss is calling us, let's get out of here.
Guy1: Finally.
Both guys leave
Lori: *sigh* Worst night of my life.
Bushes rustle
Lori: *looks around*
Branches snap
Lori: ...*grabs large branch*
Footsteps get closer
Lori: *swings branch*
Gavin: AH! *falls over*
Lori: How did you find me!
Gavin: *holding stomach* Ugh, I wasn't looking for you. But be a little louder, I think the deaf people in Canada didn't quite hear you.
Lori: *throws branch* So you're going to tell them I'm here now?
Gavin: Like I said, I wasn't looking for you. You're supposed to be running.
Lori: Yeah sorry with my broken ribs and busted face, it's a little hard to get around. And I don't even know where 'around' is.
Gavin: You're in the Everglades.
Lori: Oh now I'm saved. Thank you
so much for your help. *walks away*
Gavin: *grabs Lori* Uh, are you insane? My boss is down that way.
Lori: What is your deal? First you want to threaten me, then you want me alive, then you're about to kill me and now you want me to escape again? Great, a cop on the dark side. I-I'm in bed, I'm dreaming. This is just a really vivid and...Painful dream.
Gavin: I'm sorry. I didn't know they were going to do that.
Lori: Just get away from me.
Gavin: You're going to walk around the Everglades alone.
Lori: Yeah.
Gavin: You have no idea how to get out of here.
Lori: Do you?
Gavin: No.
Lori: So get lost. *walks*
Gavin: *follows* What's wrong with you?
Lori: *laughs* Oh we are not going to play that game. I didn't tie me up and leave me to those thick heads to beat me. And I do NOT appreciate someone putting a gun to my head.
Gavin: You could have just said
something.
Lori: I did and look where it got me. BY the way, people who are thrown into a canal do not rot. They bloat. If you're going to threaten someone, get your facts together.
Gavin: And you're the smartest woman in the world, spitting on someone who could have killed you.
Lori: *stops walking* Quit following me.
Gavin: You know how many crocodiles are out here?
Lori: It hasn't stopped me before.
Gavin: If you just stick by, you might make it out by morning.
Lori: I'll take my chances with the crocodiles.
Gavin: *frowns*
Lori: *walks away*
Gavin: *follows*
Lori: *looks back* You want me to spell it out for you in giant bold fluorescent letters? GET. LOST.
Gavin: You were my responsibility and you still are.
Lori: Uh do you see any ropes? No. Ergo, I'm not your responsibility. Join your idiot friends and leave me alone.
Gavin: Why do you have to be so stubborn?
Lori: What kind of cop gets fired after two years?
Gavin: I guess it wasn't for me.
Lori: Yeah well apparently this job isn't either. You suck at it. *walks away, trips* ARGH! *kicks reeds* STUPID NATURE!
Gavin: Have fun.
Lori: I WILL.
TBC................
