Never Let Go (Zak Bagans Story)

Chapter Five

Author's Note: poor, poor Detective Vance, he is not having much luck with getting a hold of Rylee. Lol Also, it's not the mansion that she is feeling. What could it be? You'll have to stick around to find out.

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Chapter Five

"Good Lord..." Rylee muttered out loud, tilting her head back and looked up to the three story mansion. How were they going to investigate such a huge place with just the four of them? She was still new and fresh to the investigating aspects of the job, nothing was ever this complex or big. This was a place of getting lost in.

Her mouth dropped open.

"Don't worry Rylee, stick with me and we'll conquer this house together." Aaron greeted her with a big smile and draped his arm around her shoulder.

Rylee looked at him and shook her head. "This place is huge. What if we or I get lost in there, than what?"

"We'll send in a search party in to look for you." Nick told her simply, his own smile reaching the corners of his eyes. "We've investigated bigger, prisons and islands. Warehouses. This..." He pointed to the building in front of him. "This is a piece of cake."

She laughed. "This is massive." She took the keys from her pocket out and clenched them in her hand.

"We'll give her a walkie talkie." Zak said. He still felt sour from this morning. His concerns for his team member was not wanted. She gave him the cold shoulder and blew him off when really all he wanted to know was if she was okay.

This wasn't the first time he heard her cries or screams through the wall that separated their rooms. This wasn't the only time he woke up to her desperate pleads to let her go. Zak didn't understand, when he finally had the heart to confront Rylee about the noises she stone cold him.

But, what could he really do about it? The mysteries surrounding Rylee Masters were sealed, glued and concrete together.

It wasn't his problem...

"Aaron, you can have the other half, if she's lost you have the responsibility to find her."

"She is right here." Rylee bit down on her lower lip and fought the out burst from exploding in his face. She shot Aaron a look of 'see he hates me' before she turned and made her way to the front door.

Aaron shot Zak a look slugged him in the shoulder. "Dude, not cool." He said and went after Rylee who had gotten the front door unlocked.

"Owe." Zak grumbled, "What the hell.." He rubbed the sting in his shoulder until the sensation subsided. He turned to Nick. "What the hell he do that for?"

Nick shook his head and held his hands up. "Leave me out of this. Take it up with Aaron." He followed suit leaving Zak standing their by himself.

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"This is Rylee Masters, I'm sorry I'm unable to answer your call right now. I'm currently away from my phone. But if you leave your name, number and a brief message I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you."

Please leave your message after the beep. Beep

"Rylee you are the worst person to ever get a hold of." His nostrils flared, annoyed once again when he called her and got her damn voicemail again. "It's Sam again, calling again. You need to answer your damn phone. Please, you have to call me back when you get this message. It's very important that I speak with you."

Detective Vance slammed the phone down on the receiver, groaning as he pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut.

Another brick wall.

"This is hopeless." He thought, trying not to scream. How could it be so hard to get someone to answer their phone? He thought by now after the millionth call Rylee would realize just how important it was that they speak. Not this cat and mouse games.

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When she walked into the door, the thickness in the air was heavy. She gasped softly, placing her hand over her heart feeling the beats quicken with each step she took inside. There was something strange about this place, something was off and it made her start to feel uncomfortable.

She turned around to leave only to smack right into a hard surface. She stumbled back a little, hands reached out and caught her.

"Sorry Ry." Aaron apologized, steadying her on her feet.

"It's fine." She said, pushing strands of hair from her face. "I didn't know you were behind me."

"I wanted to make sure that you were okay." He told her. "Zak can be a butt sometimes."

"Forget about it. I'm use to the snub.." She shrugged, turning back around and slowly made her way further into the mansion. "I probably deserved it, I was bitchy to him this morning."

It was unsettling the more she walked around. The hairs on the back of her neck stood and goosebumps covered her arms. The chills were eerie sending little cold spurts down her spine. She couldn't shake the feelings off.

She stopped.

"Is it me or does this place give the bad case of the willies?"

Aaron stopped next to her, letting himself feel out the place.

Nothing.

Not even a cold chill.

"What are you feeling?" He asked quietly, turning to look at her. "Should I panic?"

"I don't know. It just feels really heavy in here. It almost makes it hard to catch my breath, kinda like having someone sitting on your chest and you can't breathe."

This now concerned him. "Did you want me to go get Nick or Zak maybe? Something could be happening..."

"No." She stopped him in his tracks. "I'm sure it's nothing. It could just be that it's hot in here." She waved it off of no concern. After all this was her first big investigation. She was just experiencing the jitters is all...

"Hey guys." Zaks voice bellowed through the stillness surrounding them. "Pamela is here, let's get this interview started."