The Danger Zone

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Wil slammed the phone back down on the receiver. How the hell could this have happened? It was impossible, there was no way Abrea could have relatives in Russia. None of the contestants had any relatives living there. So how come now that they finally got someone worth messing with, she has to have a cousin in St. Petersburg? 

"Curby!" Will yelled, his face red in frustration.  

"Yes sir?" his friend asked, coming from the kitchen.  

"I need you to look up the relatives of Abrea. It just so happens that her cousin ran into the president in Scandinavia. She didn't give him her full name, but some guy she was with called her Jocelynn." Wil ordered. 

"You have to be kidding me?" Curby asked in shock. Gary had actually been right about this girl. The little devil. 

"No I'm not; go do what you're told." Wil was already annoyed with his friend. The call from the president was completely unexpected and now he was in a horrible mood. If that Jocelynn chick ended up telling Abrea's family about the television show, the whole company would be screwed. Of course the president wouldn't have arrested the girl and her guy friend. They weren't his problem. They were Curby's, Gary's, Wil's and everyone else's working on the show. They would have to take care of them. The president wanted to have the satisfaction of killing all of their families. He wouldn't want to help them in any way. He would rather have a war start. 

Curby nodded and quickly swung around on his feet. Hopefully he would get right to it and not take his good old time. They needed to find Jocelynn and stop her from telling anyone in America. Who knew how many people she was in contact with from the other country? 

Wil let out a sigh and walked over to the control room to see what Abrea and her new partner were up to. There would be no way they could kill her with the boy still around. Wil just knew if they tried to murder her, the boy would interfere before she could get hurt. So all they needed to do was butcher him first, and then the girl would be left alone without any help. It would be easier to end her when she was by herself. No one would get in there way.  

When Wil looked at the screens above the controls, he couldn't find the two teenagers. "Where are they?" he snapped at the men sitting at the controls. 

"They went into a Survival Room. We won't be able to view them for another ten minutes," one of the man answered. 

"Damn it!" Wil cursed. This day was not getting any better and the more furious he became, the more pain the poor kids on the ship would have to bare. "Kill that boy by level six. I am sick and tired of him." 

"Yes sir, we will do everything we can." 

"You better," he growled, storming out of the room to find Gary to tell him the news. He would be pretty heated. He had flat out told Wil to be careful and he just ignored him. Gary had never been correct about anything else though. This was probably a once in a lifetime event. 

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"What?" Gary yelled, slamming his fist down onto the table. "How many times did I tell you to be careful? This girl could ruin everything. The next time her and Logan go into a Survival Room all the food better be drugged. Now that we know her cousin is a Russian citizen we really don't need to risk her remembering something."  

"Yes, I know. Hopefully Curby can find out how to get a hold of this Jocelynn. Once we find out how, then I'll go talk to her in person. I will try and convince her to not tell anyone and if she refuses to listen, Curby can get out his gun." Wil muttered. He had never felt so ashamed to tell someone something in his life. He was never wrong about anything.