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    Bette, Bette

    Bette’s POV

     

    Ben: “Hallo Bette, I’m sorry for the punch in your face, but really you are a pain, hell I had to do something for you to shut up.”

    Bette: “You’re a bastard Ben, what the hell is your problem. You’ve got enough money to live in luxury in South Africa, don’t you?”

    Ben: “Well my dearest, who says we going to stay here, I want to see the world, maybe go to Australia, or New Zeeland.”

    Bette: “So you did all of this, kidnapped your daughter, etc. just for money?”

    Ben: “Yes that is correct, and then to help me further, I met this guy Tim, and he helped me with all the other stuff.”

    Tim: “You know I need the money, my daughter is dying, when are you going to pay me?”

    Ben: “Pay you, why will I want to pay you?”

    Ben takes out his gun and point it in Tim’s direction.

    Ben: “Get on your knee’s idiot, put your hands in the air, I’m done with you. You know what luckily for you I know how to commit arson, so goodbye.”

    The next moment he knock Tim with his gun behind his head, and then he is unconscious.

    Bette: “What the hell Ben, are you out of your mind?”

    Ben: “No Bette I’m not. And I’m finished with you as well, so shut the fuck up.”

    I can feel his fist against my face, and then everything is black again. When I wake up I can smell smoke, and I know I’ve got problems. The bastard put the place on fire. I’m tied to the chair and don’t know what to do. Tim is lying on the floor, still unconscious.

    Meanwhile back in Loxton

    Tina’s POV

    I’m in South Africa, got a car from the rental company, and make my way to Loxton. I met James at the hotel. 56 hours and Bette is still missing.

    Tina: “Ok James tell me. What do you know?”

    He tells me the whole story, from when they landed till the moment that I phone him and told him that something happened with Bette.”

    James: “The “maid” will be back from work, I think she will be here in the next 5 minutes. Maybe she got something from the house to tell us what is going on.

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    Comments

    1. I don’t know how I stumbled onto your story, Els73, and I’ve seen your comments long ago, and didn’t realize you’re a writer, either. Congratulations, this is an exciting tale. As I said, I’ve just arrived, and I’ve no idea wtf Bette did to get herself into that fiery mess, but I’ll read backwards now to see. Things fly by very fast on New Story Updates on the right side of the page, so do post on the Wall, so people will know you’re writing.

      Bye for now, Blackbird

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