Tommy's Girl

Chapter 8

I woke up bright and early the next morning and made my way downstairs, it was full of people which made me smile. I walked over to Arthur who smiled and lifted me up "how you doing Webley" he said, although I didn't understand the nickname I liked it. "I'm going to see the horses with dad" I said whilst playing with the collar of his coat, he put me on the kitchen counter and ruffled my hair and i shot him a playful glare. My dad drank the rest of his tea then stood up "right boys, back to normal business today I need the shop up and running again or we'll lose money, I'm going out for a while but I'll be back before noon" he walked towards me and I jumped off the counter.

I walked into the small barn where Charlie and Curly were tending to the horses. I let go of my dads hand and walked towards a stable with a large black Friesian, I reached out my hand and ran my fingers along its muzzle. "She's got a connection with them Tom" Charlie said as they both watched me interacting with the horses "she's gypsy blood Charlie, of course she's a natural." I laughed softly as the horse nuzzled me. "Come on Molly we need to get back to the shop" I nodded and ran to Charlie, he crouched to my level "uncle Charlie, is that horse staying here" I said pointing to the black friesian, he chuckled "I don't know do you want her to" I thought for a second then nodded my dad smiled "then she stays."

I sat in my chair in the corner of the shop whilst everyone was working, I was trying to read a book but the words kept moving around and it got confusing. I put the book down and looked around for my dad, he was in his office talking to a man I didn't recognise. They both exited the office and all of a sudden at least 20 men stormed in the shop with huge guns pointing at us all.... we were outnumbered.

I tried to sneak out but was grabbed by a man who put a gun to my head "you owe us something Mr Shelby, and unless it's not here by Friday the girl dies" The man said before dragging me out and putting a black bag over my head. I was put in a car, I brought my knees up to my chest, I couldn't see anything I could just hear the noise of the car rumbling along the roads that suddenly came to a stop. I heard car doors slamming and someone grabbed me by the arm and dragged me out the vehicle, I struggled to find my feet and staggered along as they walked into what I'm guessing is a house. The bag was removed from my head and I was put into a cellar, the door was slammed shut and locked, I sat in the back corner of the room and shrunk down, I didn't know what was happening or what was going to happen all I knew was that I was terrified.