Criminal ties

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It has been 8 days since we found the note on my car,and everything has been fine. Spencer would spend about every other night at my house to keep watch and I would just fall asleep on the couch in his arms.

It was now Wednesday and I rushed out the door to go to work .Spencer didn't stay at the house with me the night before and I forgot to set my alarm clock because my phone was charging. I had gotten about all the way to work when I realized my phone was still on the charger so I turned around to go get it really quick .when I got to the house I left the car running and just ran inside not thinking about anything but grabbing my phone to get back to work. I grabbed my phone off of the charger and headed back downstairs. I was stepping on the last step back into the living room when I saw someone in the house. He was a larger man built and tall he turned to me and met my eyes before I felt a sharp pain in my neck and everything went black.

When I was able to open my eyes again I was moving in what seemed to be a car ... it was my car. I was tied up at my hands and feet and was attached to what I think was my back seat. I was curled up in a ball and everything felt blurry almost like I was high . I had been drugged.I tried to stay as quiet as possible to not let them know I was awake. I tried gathering as much of my surroundings as possible but unfortunately I don't even know how long we had already been driving for. I do know that my gas tank was full though because Spencer filled it up the night before when we went to go get ice cream. About 30 minutes, that seemed like an eternity later, we came to a stop. I closed my eyes enough to make it look like I was still out of it while still being able to capture some minute things. The sun was high so it was probably around noon and I smelt fresh cut grass .

I was then thrown over some guys shoulder and carried inside a huge warehouse.

Once inside the almost empty warehouse I was dropped to the floor when the man started dragging me across the cold wet concrete . I could feel my blouse ripping and my skin becoming raw and in pain from all of the faults in the battered warehouse floor . They then lifted and attached my wrists to a large pole that stuck up out of the floor . I was already in some pain and didn't even want to know what would happen next.

A man spoke in a voice that was familiar "why is she still asleep? Wake her up" he was quick and stern.

"Yes sir" the man who drug me in responded

I was then struck in the face with his hand. I lifted my head and pretended to flutter my eyes open as if I were still unconscious when I arrived.

"Ah Grace willows! How are you?" The first man asked me
It was the man who kidnapped me the first time while I was in Mexico

I looked at him straight in the eyes with frustration and fear.

" no no don't be scared, we only want one thing."
I looked at him intrigued

" if you release our men to reinstate our business we will let you go running back to your fed family unharmed... it seems as though one in particular is worried" he grabbed the phone from the other man's hand and played a voice mail

It was from Spencer
"Grace, where are you I have called you like 8 times please call me back." He sounded so worried about me and it broke my heart I almost started to cry

"Would you like to talk to him" he asked slyly as he called Spencer from my phone

" hello Grace where are you ?Are you safe?"

"Spencer.." I said desperately into the phone

"God Grace where are you , I have been worried sick"

"She is fine" the man said "she has something she needs to ask you for though" he finished as he put the phone up to my ear

" Spencer baby listen to me ... I need you to do exactly what I tell you ok " I said shaking terribly ... "I need you to bring the unsubs from my time in Mexico to my current location please be here as soon as possible." The man took the phone from me again

"Grace? Grace?" He said as I stopped responding

"Now listen agent Reid you will have my men who are in custody to this location by noon tomorrow or another one your precious girlfriends will be killed got it?" The man yelled as he hung up the phone

" now as for you Grace , you will remain tied up to this pole until you are given further instructions."

I looked at his face and spit directly onto his shoes ,when the other guy kicked me away from him ,but he wouldn't stop kicking me aside . He proceeded to kick me in the side more than ten times until I practically stopped moving.

It had been a few hours, I could still barely move and I was freezing. The room felt like it was spinning and I couldn't gather my thoughts. I kept thinking about Spencer and thinking about how I needed him more than anything right now to even feel remotely ok.

Just then the man who talked to Spencer came back into the room .. he had food in one hand and with the other hand tried to lift my limp body off of the ground to an upright position with only the rope I was attached to. His hand began to slip and as he tried to catch me my right wrist snapped backwards,I began to be overwhelmed with nausea . But he just kept pulling on the rope to get me upright. Once he finally succeeded he tried to offer me the food in his hand but I refused it ...for all I know it could have been poisoned ...when I kept refusing he just slammed the food onto the ground next to me and walked away angry .

Another few miserable hours passed on. I sat there still barely able to keep my head up. It was starting to get dark out when I was offered more food but this time I was just so tired that I ate what little garbage I was given and blacked out again.