Kelsey Luxford

Chapter 2

"Where are we going?" I question. Ransom doesn't respond. My wrists are throbbing again. I give a tug on the cuffs on my hands.

"Please just hold on for a few more minutes," Ransom sighs, "I'm trying to help you."

"What?" Ransom shushes me. We wander down the darkened alleyway farther. My nose wrinkles at the smell of his tobacco stained clothes. After another block, Ransom stops.

"This should be good enough," He mumbles to himself. Ransom's hand moves to his belt and unclips the handcuff key. Taking my hands in his he starts to unlock the chains and stops abruptly.

He locks his eyes with mine, "Promise not to run away?" he asks. I nod furiously wondering what the hell he was thinking.

"OK," he exhales wearily sticking the key in the side of the cold heavy handcuffs. He turned the key gingerly letting out a long breath. The first cuff slithered off my hand first. Then the second one. I rubbed my right wrist with my left hand letting out a sigh of relief.

I looked up at Ransom suddenly aware that he was looking at me with a strange gleam in his eyes. I shrunk back against the closest wall to me. I wasn't quite sure what to do next, I was in the middle of a dark ally with Ransom one of my least favorite people in the world. Not to mention he was a cop, and I was a criminal.

"I found him!" an oddly familiar male voice yelled. He continued on. "Yes, they're safe. OK." a long pause, "Yes sir! I will. Over and out!"

Ransom and I turned to look at each other. I could tell by the look on his face this was not part of his plan.