Blast Zone

Chapter 10

Agent Zillwood met Naomi at the airport and took her to Tracy Towers.

"Any reason why you need jurisdiction?"

"Kidnapping. The kidnappers asked for me specifically,"

"Aren't you too close to this case?"

"A little but if it stops Squ- I mean Gordon from being hurt I'll do it,"

"The Tracy's are very lucky to have you on their side,"

"Believe me – it's me who's lucky," Naomi muttered as Agent Zillwood pulled over.

"Need any help?"

"I'm not risking anymore innocent lives. I'll call for back up,"

"Be safe Agent Winchester,"

"When are we ever safe?" Zillwood laughed and drove off. Naomi walked into the reception area and flashed the receptionist her badge.

"I'm here to see Jeff Tracy,"

"Of course Agent," The receptionist said, letting Naomi through. Alan greeted her on the other side.

"Thanks for coming Naomi," He said, hugging her.

"You know I'll always come. I always have," Naomi replied, returning the hug "Let's see your father and brothers,"

"Virgil. Scott. John," Naomi coldly said. Virgil and Scott looked at their feet. John was confused. He understood that Naomi was mad at his immediate older and younger brothers but not why she was mad at him.

"Thank you for coming Agent Winchester," Jeff told his old neighbour's niece.

"No problem Mr Tracy. You know me and my need to save people," Naomi replied, smiling at the oldest Tracy in the room "Has the kidnapper talked to you or emailed you since you spoke to Alan?"

"He's sent me one more email since. It has a video attachment with his first demand," Jeff answered, turning his laptop to face Naomi. The clip played.

"The Agent has been contacted and you have so far followed my instructions. My first request is that you transfer $8.4 Million to the account in the email. Preferably with some money from the lovely Agent Winchester," The monotone said "You have an hour," The video ended.

"Any ideas?" Scott asked, his voice full of worry.

"I have two plans. Plan one is you send that to my home email and I'll forward it onto the NYC CJC while Plan two consists of me ringing the kidnappers to get more information," Naomi said "Both have their risks. But both have their pros. My bank account only has very little that I can access as most is going to my student loan, my wedding if it ever happens, money for any children I decide to have and for travelling purposes. I have maybe $1000 at the least," Naomi explained "So you guys get started on the emails, I'll ring now,"

It was dark. There was no other words for it. Gordon was tied to a chair with a gag in his mouth, almost as if he was in one of those old movies. There was a laptop where two men had huddled around. Gordon had managed to identify one of them. The younger one was Sam Jacks, his team mate from the Olympics. The older one had introduced himself as Riley Joseph, an old "friend" of Scott's. Gordon remembered the story Naomi and Scott had told him on their front porch in Kansas. He promised to never tell his mum about it. He didn't even tell his dad about. Riley was the person whose nose had been broken by Scott and Naomi. He could use this information against his kidnappers. If only there was some way to get in contact with them. Suddenly, The Little Mermaid's Under the Sea started playing. A small light shone from where Jacks and Joseph where. Gordon shrugged as best as he could when they looked his way. Jacks picked the phone up and answered.