WANTED: DEAD OR ALIVE (Isaac Foster x Reader)

For Ransom

*Zack's POV*
I should have known that bitch would have sold us out and is running around like headless chickens was just her stalling until they caught up to us. "Little bitch!" I scream and kick the back of the seat in frustration.

"It doesn't make sense." I look over at Rachel who hadn't spoken a word since we got here, where ever we are. "I knew she seemed off, afraid almost-

"Yeah afraid we'd figure her out before she could finish her plan. This was all pay back for last time. Fuck this shit!"

*Your POV*
I drove on the road again on your way to go get Rachel and Zack back although thinking of it I really just should take Rachel but that's not gonna happen. If I have to take one I'll have to take the other.

I had no idea where I am going or where Rachel and Zack are, I may have underestimated Rand however I do know where I can get the right information about where he could have gone. A sinister smile crept onto my face, he's made a big mistake to underestimated me. I stepped my foot onto the gas pedal I don't have time for shitty Sunday drives not at this time.

******time skip brought to you by laziness******
I knocked on the door gently it was around 2pm now it was a decent time for them to be awake. Waiting patiently I hear the footsteps near the door then the locks turning. A women around average height with brown hair answered the door.

"Hi, I work of your husband I was wondering if I can come in for a chat?" I pull a fake smile at her, she was use to people that work for her husband to come say hi.

"Of course." She stepped aside and led me through to the lounge. "Is there something the matter?" She sounded worried almost scared, she must know that her husband does dangerous work.

"Not at all just I can't get ahold of him and I'm supposed to see him this afternoon with a few others. Is there any chance I could use your phone to get a hold of him?" She thought for a moment then reached for her phone and gave it to me. Stupid bitch. "I'll just take this outside for a moment I'll come back." I stood up and walked into the hallway and clicked his name on her phone.

One ring.

Two rings.

Three rings

"Honey I told you not to call me at work." He sounded a lot happier and softer on the call to his wife.

"Oh honey I wouldn't worry about that." I pitched my voice a little higher.

"You. What have you done to my wife!" I could hear his fist slam onto a desk over the phone, this was perfect.

"Nothing yet, my what a beautiful home you have a gorgeous daughter and loving wife." I stare at a framed photo on a table in the hallway of Rand with his wife and little girl.

"I swear to god if you touch them-"

"Don't get your panties in a twist but I did warn you that I'd pop round for a visit didn't I? It's just your wife here." I giggled into the phone, he was getting irritated by the second you didn't even need to see him to know what you were doing. "Your going to tell me where they are right now."

"And if I don't?" Rand was speaking through gritted teeth.

"Then you won't have a family to come home to." It was that simple. If he takes your family away from you then you will take his from him.

"I will not tell you." Fine it that's how it will be.

"Very well, Mrs Rand?" I call out in a chipper voice and she walks through to me, I put him on speaker.

"What are you-

"Your husband seems to not care for you live or die did you know that?" I hold the phone out. "See he took something from me. My family and I'm return I'm going to take his but if he just tells me where they are then you all live. Simple as that." Her face was unreadable it was an odd sight to see.

"Don't listen to what that psycho is saying!" He shouts.

"You have 15 minutes to come to a conclusion or you will be scraping blood off your nice walls." I hang up and put the phone in my pocket.

"Why would you do this? Me and my daughter have nothing to do with his work!" She looks at me worryingly, I chuckle and stroke the side of her face.

"It's just for ransom love." Is all I say before turning my back and walking into the lounge again. I'm a impatient person really when there is something I'm after and pacing the room is something I'll do. I hear a noise coming from behind me and when I turn around I feel a slight pain in my shoulder.

Looking at my shoulder I notice blood started pooling around a hole. Did this bitch really just shoot me?

"Please...just leave." She trembled, not keeping the gun steady in her hands. "I'll shoot again." I raised an eyebrow at her, really.

"Go for it. It didn't even hurt." I take a step towards her and she fires the gun again. She missed. I make it in front of her and knock the gun out of her hands, she whimpers as I take a fist full of her hair. Just when I was about to open my mouth the phone goes. "Looks like you got lucky." I let her go and she falls to the floor I listen to her sobs as I read the message. Perfect. I take the phone and leave without another word.