Chapter 4 4

Jane's p o v

" Answer it. " He whispers as he stands behind me, holding the gun to my arm.

" Tim... What are you doing... here? " I ask when my trembling hand finally holds the door half opened so that he can't see anyone else inside.

" What the hell is going on? "

" What do you mean? " I trembled as the gun's mouth pressed harder against the side of my stomach.

" Thought you said you were going for football. "

" Yeah but I saw some dudes pull you into a vehicle and zoomed off. It was quite alarming. I had to rush here. "

" Oh... " I chuckled. " It was all some sort of misunderstanding.. pp... Prank actually. It's all resolved now. I'm home. "

" Obviously. " He tried to peep into the room and I pulled the door a little closer to myself. " But you're acting a little weird. " He looked back and stared at the car parked in front. He was still staring at it when I called out.

" I'm just tired. Really. "

He nods. " Okay. Since everything's cool. I should get going. You just wasted my time again! "

I chuckled and he smiled before turning around slowly to leave. I continued to watch him as he left. I was hoping he'd look back and maybe one way or the other, I could give him a sign that I was in danger.

" Close the door. " He ordered from beside me and I obeyed.

" What do you want from me? " I demanded as he put his gun back in his pocket.

" The most important thing you need to know is that you're absolutely safe. No one's gonna harm you unless you want to be harmed. " I nodded quickly. The rule was simple.

The younger one made a phone call in which he spoke a language that sounded like Spanish. I'm sure he was speaking Spanish. " Let's go, madam. " He said at the end of the call.

" No. Where are you taking me? " I ask as they both come closer to me.

" To El jefe. " Who or what's El jefe? I know he mentioned the word throughout his phone call. He had to remind me again that they weren't going to harm me. Since I didn't want to be harmed, I obeyed their orders and followed their instructions.

As I sat at the back seat with the other guy, the car started off to where I had no idea of. I suddenly felt his hand on my neck. Before I could turn to my side to find out what he was doing, I felt something sharp piercing the other side of my neck.

When he pulls away from me, I hold my neck and the shot leaves a dizzy impact in me.

Slowly, my eyes went heavy till they shut close.

When I opened my eyes, I was lying in a small single bed. The room was dark but I could see the figures of the two men standing at either side of the door.

I sprang up and switched on the bed lamp. It illuminated the room a bit.

Where am I?

" Hey! " I called but they gave me no response. I was panting breathlessly. What was this nightmare?

" What do you want? " Immediately I asked, the door opened suddenly. There was a lot of brightness coming in through the door.

There stood a fairly huge man. I didn't need to be told to know that he was 'el jefe' and I was struck with apprehension at the sight of him. I watched as he walked towards me and I moved farther away on the bed.

I had never seen him before. A tall fair skinned man on a floral long sleeved shirt and brown pants. His chest was thick and round as his shirt was halfway unbuttoned.

He had the sleeves folded up to his forearms. He looked like he'd be around his early or mid-thirties. It was when he came closer to me that I saw his face clearer.

He had curly well groomed sepia hair that dropped over his left eye and slightly above his earlobe.

I was forced to stare into his face while he squatted beside my bed as his blue eyes were fixed on mine.

" Lucia... " He whispered.

What did he just call me? " I thought I'd never see you again, my Lucia. "

As he spoke, he reached for my hands. I held them away but he gripped them forcefully with both hands causing me to shiver.

" I'm not Lucia! " I plead. " You've got the wrong person! "

" Shhh. " He called. " It doesn't matter whoever or whatever you thought you were... you're now Lucia, my Lucia. "

" There's a mistake. These guys just dragged me off the street this evening... "

" You mean, yesterday. That was yesterday. You arrived here this morning. "

What? So I have been sleeping since yesterday? He rose up from beside me.

" You're on an entirely different side of the world now. You're back to me. "

" There's a mistake. " I started saying.

" You must be hungry. " He cut me short. I really was. I had gone twenty-four hours without eating. On his way out, he said something to the two men and they replied. " Si jefe. " and followed him out.

In less than thirty minutes a lady walked into the room holding a tray. She looked way younger than I was and looked frightened. She kept her gaze lowered as she placed the tray of full chicken and bread before me. She was pouring my drink into a cup when I grabbed her tiny wrist. She looked up at me. " How old are you? "

She hesitated before answering me.. " I'm twenty years old. "

Just a year younger than me.

" You have to help me, please. I need to get out of here. " She freed her hand from mine and looked round as if to make sure we weren't watched or listened to. " You can't get out of here... Never. Please do as El jefe says. He's not going to hurt you as long as you obey him. You can't address him as jefe like we do. Call him by his name. Enrico.. Quinn Enrico. "

She rises up. " Make sure you eat, madam. I will bring in your clothes soon. Because El jefe will be summoning you to his room tonight. "