Kidnapping Fortune

Chapter 8: Murder

Victoria's P.O.V.

His hand neared the trigger. If I moved, I would be dead in a second.

My instinct reaction was the most obvious one: screaming to attract attention.

"Help! Someone please help!" I sounded pathetic.

Daniel snorted."Shout all you like, but no one's going to come."

Ignoring him, I continued to call for help, until me throat became sore and dry, and I had completely given up.

"There may be no one to hear you, but you're giving me a headache, so if you scream once more, you're dead."

I sighed. There was no escape now. No one to help me at all.

On the spur of the moment, I kneed him in the ribs, and as he weakened, doubling up in pain, I grabbed the gun from his hand- and ran!

That was all I could do. My legs were strong and fast, and after having been on the run for so long, my stamina and strength were great.

I got to the front doors, and luckily Daniel hadn't moved from his previous position, still clutching his chest.

I opened the handle hurriedly, needing to get out of the house as soon as possible. To think I had actually considered I was safe there!

But the door was locked.

What could I do? What could I do? I asked myself a few times, looking around in panic.

The window in the front room! It was always open, could I- could I possibly squeeze through it?

There was no time to consider further as Daniel had recovered, and he was approaching me fast.

I rushed in to the front room, and went straight to the window.

But it was shut!

I spotted a razor-sharp carving knife lying on a table. Sam used it for carving models out of wood.

I picked it up, wary of the fact that I could cut myself badly, and headed for the window.

As I began to hammer at the glass with the carving knife vigorously, the gun still clutched tightly in my left hand, the door flew open, and an infuriated Daniel, advanced toward me.

What was I going to do? Where was Sam when I needed him?

I tried to bang on the glass even harder, until I realised it had double glazing. It was strong and firm and would take a lot of time- time that I didn't have. While doing this, I pointed the gun shakily at Daniel.

"You wouldn't dare!" he sneered, taking a step back.

"Oh yes I would, and you can't stop me," I tried to sound brave though my voice was slightly unsteady.

Daniel laughed heartlessly, a cruel high pitched laugh."I'd like to see you try, a small, weak girl like you!"

I knew he was purposely distracting me, and it was working! Inside, I was boiling with fury, and badly wanted to retort.

I swallowed my anger with much effort, trying hard to obtain my fury, and took out my frustration on the glass instead, giving me more power, so I was able to work quicker. Unfortunately, there was not more than a small crack, which hardly made any difference.

When I glanced behind me, Daniel was still in the same position, his face contempt and scornful.

Was he planning something? Then I remembered how it took him a while to actually come in to that room in the first place. He was probably up to something, but I couldn't think for the life of me what.