Hunted

Chapter 5

"C'mon Jane, pick up." I mumble into the phone. The voicemail plays once more. I groan and slam the phone down. I glide a hand down my face and stand up, grabbing my jacket. I walk toward my blue Mercedes,getting in and heading down the highway.
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I arrive an hour later at my Aunt's house. As I head up the stairs to the front door I hear screaming coming from inside. I silently curse for I didn't think to bring any weapons with me except for brass knuckles. I slowly slip them on, opening the door. I hear a giant crash coming from upstairs. I reach for my phone and dial Josh's number. It rings once before he picks up. However, once he does so, another loud crash is sounded causing him to keep quiet. I stick my phone back into my pocket as I make my way up the stairwell. When I reach the landing I can hear my Aunt screaming getting muffled. I make my way to the last room at the end of the hall and press my ear up against it. I can hear two male voices in there as well as my Aunt's. I ease the door open a crack and look through. Seeing the two guys standing in the far corner, I ease the door open farther. My Aunt notices the movement and glances my way. I see her shake her head slightly but me being me, I don't listen. I creep over to where she's kneeling on the floor, gagged, tied at the wrists and ankles, as well as some cuts on her arms and stomach.
"Oh Aunt Jane, what did they do to you?" I question. I move behind her and look again at the two men in the corner. I take the gag out of her mouth. "Where are the knives?" I whisper in her ear. She gestures under the bed. I quietly shuffle over to it and slide under in case one of the men look over. I start to gently move things around until I finally find an open container with knives to the rim. I take out a good portion and tuck some in my boots and others in my belt with one in my mouth and one in my hand.
I'm about to come out when I see the bots that belong to the men move. I freeze instinctively, following the now moving feet. I hear my Aunt let out a silent plea as both of the men stop in front of her.
"Looks like someone got out of their gag." A deep voice points out.
"No really Jack? I never noticed." Another rings out.
"Whatever Ric. Let's get on with this torture session already." The man I insinuate is Jack pauses and I see a slight glint, probably from a knife. I gulp and look between the two men and my Aunt. "Now Jane," He bends and holds the knife to her throat. "Where is Hero Dobou?"