Tuesday Tales – Picture Prompt
I’m back and it’s time for Tuesday Tales! We’re back with Sloan and Abbey in Family Ties, book six of the Black Irish Series.
As Ame rounded the curve of the lake, she saw the dim outline of a white van very similar to the one she had seen at school. Cautiously she approached it, perched on the balls of her feet so she could take off running. The doors of the van flew open and four figures climbed out. The thinnest of the four was held tight by the largest two. Ame let a squeak escape her lips. Even in the dark she had no doubt it was Dakota.
“Hello, sweetheart,” Oliver cooed. The sliver of light from the full moon above illuminated the wicked sneer on his face.
“What do you want?” Ame demanded, still bouncing from the ball of one foot to the other ready to dash.
“Well you, Amelia. My client has great interest in you and your talented father.”
“Ame, run!” Dakota pleaded.
“Shut him up,” Oliver ordered over his shoulder. The biggest of the two thugs slapped a powerful hand over Dakota’s mouth. The boy moaned in response.
Ame’s eyes darted between Oliver and Dakota. “Let him go, please. I’ll come with you if you let him go.”
Dakota struggled furiously against his captors’ grip. Oliver shook his head. “Sorry, kiddo. No can do. He’s incentive for you to behave.” He pulled a pocket knife from inside his suit coat and flicked it open, grazing the blade against Dakota’s cheek. “If you’re a good girl he won’t suffer. Much.”
“Fine!” Ame burst out as tears burned her eyes. “Please, don’t hurt him.”
Oliver nodded in her direction. “Get her. Put them in the van.”
The smaller of his accomplices let go of Dakota and rushed at her. Instinctively, Ame’s feet scuttled backwards but she didn’t get far. Two strong hands wrapped tight around her arms like a vice.