Double Jeopardy Chapter 2 (standard:mystery, 7523 words) [2/13] show all parts
Author: Sarah Spenser	Added: Jun 04 2005	Views/Reads: 2952/2124	Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This chapter takes place after the man enters Allison's apartment.

2. Unexpected News 

Allison froze as she felt the blade of the knife press against her
throat. She gasped as the man pressed harder. Fear had rendered her 
speechless, she stood stiffly, thinking of a way to distract him. She 
began to pull away. “Don't fight me! Just die nice and easy!” “Like 
hell!” Allison wrestled with the man, twisting his arm getting him to 
drop the knife. She thought she had won that round, but he quickly 
retrieved it and began to chase her around the apartment. “No! stop! 
Get away from me! I swear I'll kill you!” “Like I'm scared of you, 
Allison? Get real! I'll take you down!” he cornered her, she wriggled 
to get free of his grasp, but he proved too strong. The knife was 
inches away from her throat, as the man tried to pin her to the floor. 

Allison dug her nails into the man's palm, and screamed for help. But
her cries went unanswered. Scarlet sprang into action. “Come on, 
Allison, you can make this easy, or hard! Which is it going to be?” 
“I'm not letting you kill me!” Allison picked up an antique vase and 
threw it at the man. Glass shattered everywhere, creating a virtual 
minefield. But even the threat of injury didn't deter the man. She 
tried furiously to wrestle the knife from his hand. The blade cut her 
hand and blood started to gush everywhere. “You stupid fool! Now I can 
silence you, permanently!. Say goodbye to your life as you know it!” he 
was just about to slit her throat, when Scarlet fluttered into the 
room. He bit the man's hand and he whirled around. “What the hell!” he 
exclaimed as Scarlet began to chew a hole in his hand. “Well, birdie, 
you'll make a nice Thanksgiving meal!” he raised the knife to Scarlet. 
Allison got up slowly and tackled the man. “You arrogant little son of 
a ...” “I'll kill your bird!” “Like hell you will!” Allison tried to 
rest the knife from the man's hand. Scarlet continued to squawk and 
bite him. “Scarlet, come here. Scarlet! Come here, sweetheart!” Scarlet 
flew to Allison. While the man's back was turned she grabbed the 
portable phone. “Don't even think about it!” the man said producing the 
gun he had kept concealed. He hit Allison over the head, she crumpled 
to the floor. He waited several minutes before leaving, closing the 
door behind him. “Did you do it?” Chad asked as Slim entered. “Yes, 
Boss. We won't have to worry about Allison Shure anymore.” “Good work!” 
Chad said, he celebrated by drinking a glass of wine and toasting their 
future success. 

Connor was working diligently at his desk, when he got the strangest
feeling. He wondered how Allison was doing. He felt extremely guilty 
about working late, and promised himself that he would make it up to 
her. He picked up the phone and dialed. No answer. He thought this was 
a little strange, but then thought she might be sleeping and not hear 
the phone. He recalled that she had told him she had been up the night 
before, she must be tired, he thought. Connor was glad when 10 o'clock 
rolled around. He gathered his belongings and headed out to his car. 

He entered the apartment quietly, he didn't want to disturb Allison, by
this point, he had assumed she was sleeping. He thought it was very 
strange that the apartment was dark. Allison always left a light on for 
him. Scarlet's cage door was open, this was also strange. Connor set 
down his briefcase and went to investigate. Alarm bells began to go off 
in his head. This was highly unusual, where was Allison? “Allison?” he 
waited for her to respond, but there was no answer. He saw the broken 
glass from the vase and wondered what had happened. The apartment had 
been torn apart, apparently ransacked. Panic filled his heart as his 
calls to Allison went unanswered. “Allie? Honey?” still no answer. 
Suddenly, Scarlet flew out of nowhere he began squawking and landed on 
Connor's head. “Damn bird! What the hell do you want?” Scarlet squawked 
and dug his nails into Connor's scalp. “Ow! That hurts! Get off my 
head!” Connor put Scarlet on his shoulder. But seconds later, Scarlet 
was off and flying again. “Where are you going?” Connor followed 
Scarlet's flight and watched as he landed next to something. He bent 
down to see what it was. He couldn't see a thing, and turned on the 
lamp for illumination. He gasped as he saw her. “Oh my God, Allie!” 
Connor gently reached out and touched her, blood was trickling from her 
head, and there was a wound on her hand. “No! no! it can't be!” sobs 
wracked him as he felt for a pulse. He thought she was dead, but her 
pulse was strong. “Allison, can you hear me?” he shook her gently 
hoping that would rouse her. But she didn't respond. “Allison! wake up, 
please! Come on, sweetness wake up!” Connor put Scarlet back in his 
cage and picked up Allison. Within minutes, he was en route to Fallwood 
General Hospital. 


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