{UNDER EDITING} Missing (Book #1)

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The person, who is also known as unknown, paced back and forth in front of Jack mumbling.

"They are going to bring the money, then I will kill both of them, then I will have Jack all to myself," Unknown mumbled happily. Or perhaps crazily.

Jack was tied to a wooden chair in the corner of the room watching. There was a rag in his mouth preventing him from speaking. His hands were tied behind his back, legs tied to the chair. The very simple way to tie a hostage to a chair.

While listening to this crazy person talk, Jack thought back to when he was kidnapped.

When he and his brothers were walking, this person that held him hostage put a rag over his mouth and dragged him away. Now he was here, watching this "Unknown" girl pace back and forth. Not much to reflect on.

"HA HA! THEY'RE COMING!" Unknown screamed. Jack jumped, well, as far as he could in the chair. She got Adam's number from Jack's phone. Jack hoped that his brothers weren't stupid enough to bring real money, which they probably weren't due to the fact that a twenty-seven year old and a twenty-four year old had an emergency stack of Monopoly money in that one closet in their house. Well, I guess I did know, huh.

Unknown whipped her head toward Jack. She slowly approached Jack while saying, "You know what I'm going to do with your brothers?" Jack shook his head unenthusiastically, glaring at Unknown.

"I will kill them one by one, each slowly dying, so I can have you all to myself," Unknown screeched very happily. "Hm, maybe not the older one..."

Jack thought Unknown was a crazed fan of their band ever since he heard all of their songs blasting in her earbuds, while crying or dancing or laughing hysterically. Kind of creepy. What's creepier is being stuck with a girl that loves to play "I'm Ready" at full blast? Think of that for me.