Pulling up to the park, Joe jumps out of the car and starts looking around. "Rachel?" He yells, quickly surveying the deserted playground. He started walking down the hill when Jerry called out to him. "Hey boss, I found her cell by the bird feeder. There's a cup of seed spilled by it too. Oh, my god, there's blood on the phone cover." "Get a search party out here now!" He orders. "Didn't patrol just say they saw a black van leave the park? The same van used in Emma's attempted kidnapping." "Oh my god, the killer's abducted, Rachel." ***** Rachel's lying quietly in the van still trying to figure out what to do when the killer swerves onto a rugged dirt road. "They won't be able to find me now,"' he laughs, hanging a sharp right. Various items …show more content…
After a few minutes, she slowly opens her eyes. Seeing the coast was clear, she tries moving again. "I should be able to grab it now," she thinks, trying to reach across the other tools. Seeing that she's still too far away, she scoots a little closer. "Damn cops are still on my ass!" He yells, slamming his free hand against the steering wheel. Hearing his voice she freezes. A few minutes later she tries reaching for the object again. "I'm almost there," she thinks, stretching her arm out as far as it would go. "This should take care of them," he laughs, makes a hard left. Rachel helplessly watches as the gun whizzes past her. ***** Detectives, I wanted to inform you the blood you found on the phone case isn't the detectives, it's our perp, and it's dried, so I'd say it's been there for some time." "I bet it was from this morning, boss." "Maybe, but it still doesn't prove she's safe." "Sir, the dogs picked up her scent at the bird seed and followed it to the parking lot, but lost it there." "He does have her. The son of a bitch did kidnap Rachel!" Joe yells. "We don't know that for sure, …show more content…
"You forgot to ask about Rachel." Bonnie says. He hung up before I had the chance. I'm sure he would've told us if something was wrong, honey." "Yeah, you're probably right. ***** The driver makes a quick right, then a left. She tries to grab the gun as it continues to slide back and forth beside her. Suddenly the van went completely dark. "Where are we?" Rachel tries to look out of the windows, but it was too dark to see anything. Slamming on his breaks, the driver quickly turns off the engine. "Now's my chance." She thinks, anxiously fumbling around for the gun. "Hey, what's going on back there?" Jumping up from his seat, the drive stomps towards the back of the van. Rachel swings the thin metal piece around smacking the side of his leg. He tumbles over top of her. Pushing him away, she springs to her feet. “No one hurts my sister and gets away with it! She yells, lifting the metal bar over her head. He grabs a hold of the metal piece as it’s coming towards him. Lifting up his legs he pushes her as hard as he can. She stumbles backwards over the tools. “Now to take care of you once and for all.” He says, springing to his
"I'm heading out to make an arrest." He replied, his tone carried a slight hint of Incertitude as to the motive of this inquiry.
“Thank you, sir. I just don’t understand what’s happening, this seems so surreal...Mr. Morris, Where is Lizzie?”
“What’s with these freaking lights,” he mumbles, ducking erratically as the bullets slash past him striking everything. To the edge of the road, he runs tumbling into a ditch where Michelle is waiting.
She heard a car coming up thru the driveway, a car she did not recall at the moment. “It w...
If I were her I would be too scared to steal a vehicle. In society these days stealing a vehicle is a huge crime and can be punished severely for. Even if you were to be kidnapped you will still serve some punishment. Clearly this character did not care about that, as she got in the truck and drove off really fast. She had to get out of there as soon as possible. She had avoided the main roads, but still she had not a clue of knowing where she is going. She kept on driving trying to figure out where to go and who to trust. She had a couple of options, she could go to a hospital for her hand or she could go to the police and have them figure it out before it gets worse. She realized that she still had the man's phone and can use a GPS. She decided to go to the police to get this figured out before anything else happens. This scene to me, is very unrealistic because if I, and i am sure anybody else, were to be in that situation, I would not doubt where to go. The police is used to stop these kind of things. If she were to go to the hospital, and the killer found her there she would be screwed. However, she did finally use common sense and used the man's phone during that she found the nearest police station, Newberry Ranch. She had gotten there and ran into the building before anyone saw her. There was a man in a uniform reading a magazine at the front desk. As she ran up there and said that she needed help
The front end of the station wagon disintegrated upon impact, sending pieces of debris all over the highway. Alex and Angela’s parents were both thrown into the dashboard and windshield as the engine block raced at them with equal force. As the girls braced during the impact, they were both thrown forward, but were quickly arrested by their seatbelts. They screamed as the car careened and then skidded to a stop somewhere in the nearby farmer’s field, parts of the vehicle’s now twisted metal frame and blown out tires working as an impromptu brake to halt the vehicle.
He continues to talk to the car it asks him why he is talking and
A few minutes into the drive, Marty and Derek get into an argument and Derek, tries to grab the steering wheel causing the truck the drift in the other lane. Marty’s able to
"Ow! Something just stabbed my foot!" a younger man screamed. The man turned directly to the only person next to him: Rebecca. " What did you do to me?"
Danielle asked muddled. Jeremy has no idea why and how the car was creeping to a complete stop. Jeremy gently got out of the car to investigate. He lurked under the car and under the hood.
"No guns though, even they could not be trusted with guns. Guns were for the guards…"
“Correct. Grey has them on each of his vehicles and Mrs. Grey wants the ability to track where he is.”
She told him again that she could not and rolled her window up and drove away.
“Speaking of, we have a case to work, so let's start.” With a stubborn sigh and a murmured ‘fine’ he stood up and walked over to the files regarding the crime. “Why would they do it anyway?” “I don’t know… hopefully
The pick-up bounced jarringly down the old dirt road. The driver sat up straight in the front seat, checking over her shoulder every few seconds to make sure that her cargo hadn't fallen out.