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“That bastard Skipper wasn’t helpless, Dr. Law. Same with that Jamaican bastard in the market. No, no. And I would think someone as smart as you would know things are never as simple as they appear.” He took a sip of his beer. “So maybe now you do. Too bad it’s too late.”
These are the killers…?
Dear God…
Then she heard another male Hispanic voice: “It’s busted a little, but still works.”
“Give it to me,” the first male said.
Amanda could hear the click-click-click sounds the computer-phone made when the touch-screen buttons were tapped.
“Well, look what we have here. Dr. Amanda Law has a new boyfriend sending her texts. Looks like his name is Matt.”
Oh, no! What happens now?
Especially if they find out Matt’s a cop…
“Wonder if the boyfriend will pay to get Dr. Amanda Law back. And how much more to get her back safely?”
The other man grunted.
“Well, only one way to find out,” the first said.
Amanda heard a different clicking sound, like the pushing of a button.
That’s not my phone.
Then she heard the terrifying sound of the screams of a young girl and the shouts of a young boy.
That’s a recording!
Of somebody being-what? — tortured!
Then there was another click. The recording stopped.
“Here we go,” the first man’s voice said.
She heard the familiar clicking sound of her phone.
Then quiet.
Then one more click.
“I’ll be damned! It went into voice mail,” He added bitterly, “What’s the matter, Dr. Law? Doesn’t your boyfriend take your calls? Maybe this bastard Matt won’t pay to get you back! How is that for your justice?”
Amanda felt a sob welling up. She fought it back.
“Well, what the hell. We’ll just leave the boyfriend a message.”
There came the clicks, then she could hear the male breathing heavily.
He’s getting some sick satisfaction out of this!
It sounds almost sexual!
Oh, God help me!
Then she heard, after enough time had passed for Matt’s phone to answer and roll the call into voice mail, the man shout: “We have your girlfriend, Matt!”
