"Who is it?" she called out from the foyer."Who is it?" she called out from the foyer. "Western Union, ma'am." came a voice from the outside. Jessica walked calmly to the door and opened it. Three burly men forced their way iVside before she could slam the door shut. Jessica gasped in horror. They were dressed completely iV black, black trousers and black turtlenecks. They were each in their late 30's or early 40's, large men over six feet tall and 200 pounds each. Her arms were grasped tightly and firmly by two of them, while the third clapped a large palm over her mouth. "It won't do you any govahave cream. The neighbors on both sides are out. We've cut the phone line. So, if you cooperate, you won't get hurt. Now, are you satisfied?" he hissed at her. Jessica, her eyes wide witciserror, nodded slowly at him. Her heart was pounding. "Eric, Lars, get mestuff. And be fast, we have to get out of here quickly." The other two men surrendered Jessica's arms to the leader and quickly ran to her bedroom, stuffing some clothes and makeup in to a small bag. |