Samantha Solo
Character
The car communications reported the explosion at the club, and that there were injuries. Sam felt her heart sink, and the fear of Greg being hurt, of anyone being hurt because of this lunatic was killing her inside.
Surely Greg would figure this out, he was smart she knew that it was in his records but what if he was so badly injured that he couldn't, what if....what if Jared had killed him.
Jared looked over, "Well that takes care of [member="Gregory Gray"] ."
Sam looked at the road they were traveling, it was becoming a bit more deserted, what did she know of Jared. GODDESS nothing he was a pain where no one deserved an ache, he had a temper, he wasn't someone she paid attention to she did her job.
Her dress suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, the way Jared leered was the way the male tourists leered at the girls over in the red light district. But that wasn't her, she was a good girl.
"Jared, you need to take me back before this gets worse" Just then he turned off the main road onto a construction site. Sam could see the framework of buildings, the new business complex she had read about this. But what were they doing here?
His father, or was it his Uncle did construction..she looked around, were they on this job?
"Sam" his voice was high, "look here"
She turned just as he injected her, "what have you done?" she tried asking. There were swimming lines in her vision, oh god. She grabbed the door trying again to get out her hands were raw from pulling and pushing to get out. She banged on the window, as she slowly fell forward and everything went black.
Jared reached over and stroked Sam's hair, "If I can't have you Sam, since you refuse to even have dinner. I've asked so many times, and you said no" Grabbing her hair he pulled her back she felt into his lap, her eyes were still open, "you can hear me right, I know you can."
He sighed heavily, "So we are going to have dinner now."
She could hear him, feel his hands on her she couldn't see and she couldn't speak. When she tried to speak nothing but grunts, squeals and whining come from her. Is this what he did to the others? Is this how it started?
Evidence 1. Look for the drug in all of the victims
Time passed as Jared moved Sam, he hadn't' thought about switching cars he was too focused on his prize, and his end game. They'd be together forever the sooner the better but first he wanted to do the things he only dreamed of, and she had denied him.
Her vision was clearing she felt a headache coming on, had to be a reaction to the drug. She was still dressed, oh thank you she thought. She pulled at her arms, she was tied. As the squiggles moved around she could see that her wrists were clamped down to the table, and before her was a plate, and a glass of something.
Jared was in a suit sitting next to her, "You're waking up, good. I'm going to cut your food up, and feed you Sam. Cause I can't trust you to do it yourself."
The serrated blade was on the table, next to a few other long knives one looked like a filleting knife.
Evidence 2. Check the knives for blood.
She pushed up, the chair moved so she was strapped in the chair, to the table. She could hear the clinking of the silverware on the plates, "Sam this is your favorite you order it all the time" Favorite, what was her favorite?
She could smell garlic. She and Greg, she couldn't remember did they eat any food, or had they just been...she looked at Jared.
"You went through all this trouble?" Gain his confidence Sam, come on girl you can do it.
"For you I would do almost anything" He put the food to her lips, reluctantly she opened her mouth, mushrooms. Oh yeah she loved them. "Did you make these?"
"Yes, plus I added a few ingredients."
Sam didn't want to swallow something told her that he had poisoned them or the mushrooms were poisonous. He was going to kill her.
She thought about all the things she and Greg were going to do. Of all his gentle kisses, his lingering hugs, his sense of humor, his devotion, his love of his home, the way he gave her that look of you're nuts, all the things she loved about him.
She thought about [member="Brad Solo"], and [member="Hawk Solo"] her brothers, she hadn't talk to them in a while, she had been so busy, when she got out of this she would all them.
She tried keeping the food under her tongue, but even there it would slowly enter her blood stream.
"Where are the others that you took?"
Jared smiled, "Oh there aren't others, I paid him to tell you that knew it would get you both looking, the champions of the poor, he's a sap, he made you weaker, taking you away from me, and stripping you of your strength" He stabbed something on the plate.
Evidence 3. Find that guy
"He made me feel like a woman, not one of the guys" He was poking another one into her mouth.
"It was a job Sam, you weren't supposed to sleep with him" Sam could see the insanity in Jared's eyes, how had she missed that.
She bit her lower lip for pain she needed to shake this fuzzy feeling to get away.
"You watched us, didn't you?"
He looked at her, getting closer to her face, "I can do what he did to you, and you'll never know the difference"
Just then Sam spit all the food into his face. It was then that Jared backhanded her, splitting her lip open and hard enough to leave a mark. Good now her DNA was out there.
Evidence 4. DNA
She trembled angry, scared.
Surely Greg would figure this out, he was smart she knew that it was in his records but what if he was so badly injured that he couldn't, what if....what if Jared had killed him.
Jared looked over, "Well that takes care of [member="Gregory Gray"] ."
Sam looked at the road they were traveling, it was becoming a bit more deserted, what did she know of Jared. GODDESS nothing he was a pain where no one deserved an ache, he had a temper, he wasn't someone she paid attention to she did her job.
Her dress suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, the way Jared leered was the way the male tourists leered at the girls over in the red light district. But that wasn't her, she was a good girl.
"Jared, you need to take me back before this gets worse" Just then he turned off the main road onto a construction site. Sam could see the framework of buildings, the new business complex she had read about this. But what were they doing here?
His father, or was it his Uncle did construction..she looked around, were they on this job?
"Sam" his voice was high, "look here"
She turned just as he injected her, "what have you done?" she tried asking. There were swimming lines in her vision, oh god. She grabbed the door trying again to get out her hands were raw from pulling and pushing to get out. She banged on the window, as she slowly fell forward and everything went black.
Jared reached over and stroked Sam's hair, "If I can't have you Sam, since you refuse to even have dinner. I've asked so many times, and you said no" Grabbing her hair he pulled her back she felt into his lap, her eyes were still open, "you can hear me right, I know you can."
He sighed heavily, "So we are going to have dinner now."
She could hear him, feel his hands on her she couldn't see and she couldn't speak. When she tried to speak nothing but grunts, squeals and whining come from her. Is this what he did to the others? Is this how it started?
Evidence 1. Look for the drug in all of the victims
Time passed as Jared moved Sam, he hadn't' thought about switching cars he was too focused on his prize, and his end game. They'd be together forever the sooner the better but first he wanted to do the things he only dreamed of, and she had denied him.
Her vision was clearing she felt a headache coming on, had to be a reaction to the drug. She was still dressed, oh thank you she thought. She pulled at her arms, she was tied. As the squiggles moved around she could see that her wrists were clamped down to the table, and before her was a plate, and a glass of something.
Jared was in a suit sitting next to her, "You're waking up, good. I'm going to cut your food up, and feed you Sam. Cause I can't trust you to do it yourself."
The serrated blade was on the table, next to a few other long knives one looked like a filleting knife.
Evidence 2. Check the knives for blood.
She pushed up, the chair moved so she was strapped in the chair, to the table. She could hear the clinking of the silverware on the plates, "Sam this is your favorite you order it all the time" Favorite, what was her favorite?
She could smell garlic. She and Greg, she couldn't remember did they eat any food, or had they just been...she looked at Jared.
"You went through all this trouble?" Gain his confidence Sam, come on girl you can do it.
"For you I would do almost anything" He put the food to her lips, reluctantly she opened her mouth, mushrooms. Oh yeah she loved them. "Did you make these?"
"Yes, plus I added a few ingredients."
Sam didn't want to swallow something told her that he had poisoned them or the mushrooms were poisonous. He was going to kill her.
She thought about all the things she and Greg were going to do. Of all his gentle kisses, his lingering hugs, his sense of humor, his devotion, his love of his home, the way he gave her that look of you're nuts, all the things she loved about him.
She thought about [member="Brad Solo"], and [member="Hawk Solo"] her brothers, she hadn't talk to them in a while, she had been so busy, when she got out of this she would all them.
She tried keeping the food under her tongue, but even there it would slowly enter her blood stream.
"Where are the others that you took?"
Jared smiled, "Oh there aren't others, I paid him to tell you that knew it would get you both looking, the champions of the poor, he's a sap, he made you weaker, taking you away from me, and stripping you of your strength" He stabbed something on the plate.
Evidence 3. Find that guy
"He made me feel like a woman, not one of the guys" He was poking another one into her mouth.
"It was a job Sam, you weren't supposed to sleep with him" Sam could see the insanity in Jared's eyes, how had she missed that.
She bit her lower lip for pain she needed to shake this fuzzy feeling to get away.
"You watched us, didn't you?"
He looked at her, getting closer to her face, "I can do what he did to you, and you'll never know the difference"
Just then Sam spit all the food into his face. It was then that Jared backhanded her, splitting her lip open and hard enough to leave a mark. Good now her DNA was out there.
Evidence 4. DNA
She trembled angry, scared.