Section 41

Writer - Gabriel Shaytan

FX is a Rysher production in conjunction with Fireworks Entertainment Inc. and Winterset Productions Inc as well as Hallmark Entertainment.

Don’t own ‘em, aren’t bein’ paid.
 
 

     A rapping at the door to the apartment roused her from sleep.  Glancing across at the clock on the nightstand she muttered ' Six thirty' and climbed from the bed where, somewhat surprisingly, Rollie was still asleep.

     Wrapping a robe around her she moved across the floor, past Chiops sleeping in his basket, to the door.  Glancing through the spyhole she saw the back of a person wearing a cap.
     ' What do you want?' she called through the door.
     ' Special delivery for Ms Ramirez from Mr Steven Spielberg' the reply came.
     ' This early?' she replied, pulling the door open, but leaving the chain on.  Looking down she saw the package was large enough that she'd have to unlock the chain, but for now it would do.
     ' If you'd sign here, here and here' the man asked, presenting a pen and pointing to three separate places on the sheet.
     ' Fine' Angela answered, pressing the end of the pen and signing.

     Pushing the door closed, Angela unchained the door before pulling it open.  Brushing the hair from her eyes she reached for the package only to stumble as she stepped forward, only just catching herself by grabbing the doorframe.
     ' Surprise' she heard a voice say ' the pen truly is mightier than the sword'
    Eyes focused on a face, widening in horror at the realisation as she crumbled to the floor, unable to hold herself up ' Loubar'
 

     Victor Loubar looked down at the crumpled form of Angie, gently pushing the door shut behind him before slipping across to the bedroom, seeing Rollie still fast asleep he smiled.
     ' Sleeping soundly… do you think it could have been the wine?' he suggested with a grin.

     Reaching under his coat he removed a small silver case and opened it.  Within was a small hypodermic needle and vial of slightly opaque liquid.  Removing the cover from the needle he slid it into the vial until liquid filled the cylinder.

     Moving to the side of the bed where Rollie slept he took the arm, sliding the needle into the vein inside the elbow.   Forcing the liquid into the blood he then removed the needle, dropping it into the bin.  Reaching again into his coat he removed a small mobile phone and dropped it onto Rollie's chest, a slip of paper attached.

     Leaving the sleeping man he returned to the lounge, eyes stopping momentarily on the figure on the floor, remembering the night he'd deceived her.  It stirred no emotion in him, but it had been a… notable success.  Unfortunately it hadn't lasted and now, sterner measures were called for.

     He lifted the package from the floor, ripping it open and retrieving the mask and wig from it.  Slipping them into place he checked in the mirror and activated the mask becoming Rollie.

     Tying a strip of cloth across Angela's eyes he lifted her, carrying her out of the apartment and to the elevator, holding her up.

     The elevator door opened and no one was in sight… he smiled and dragged Angela inside, setting the elevator moving for the ground floor.  He had time, the effects of the drug wouldn't wear off for a half hour or so… and by then everything would be in place.

     The elevator came to a halt and he lifted Angela again, walking out, straight towards the front door.
     ' What are you doing?' a voice asked from behind.
     ' I've got a surprise for her… she took a sleeping pill last night so I thought I'd take her, you know, surprise her when she wakes up' he answered, his voice mimicking Rollie's perfectly.
     ' Okay Mr Tyler… but I think she'll be angry you carrying her around in nothing but that robe'
     ' I'll that the chance, don't expect I'll have much time before she wakes up' he finished, heading for the door.

     Opening the door of his car, he slid Angela inside.  Moving around he climbed in and headed off, it wouldn't do for anyone to question him, his brief explanation wouldn't fool anyone for long.
 
 

     Rollie woke, shaking his head.  It felt like he'd been out drinking all night, even though he knew he hadn't.  He looked across at the clock, eyes widening as he caught the time… ' I never sleep this late' he muttered, then turned to see if Angela was awake.

    She wasn't there.

    ' Angie?' he called, waited a moment for an answer then called again.

    It wasn't until then that he felt the weight on his chest and looked down, seeing the phone lying there.  Lifting the phone he saw the note taped to it, and read the brief few words aloud ' Hit redial'

    Pressing the button he swung his legs off the bed and stood up, feeling a little woozy.  The phone rang as he walked across to the bathroom, pausing to splash some water on his face.

    ' Tyler… what a surprise!' Loubar began, wondering what the Aussie's face looked like at that moment.
    ' Loubar?  What have you done with her you bastard?'
    ' Now that is no way to speak to me… especially under the circumstances'
    ' What do you want?'
    ' You Tyler… plain and simple'
    ' Where and when?'

    Loubar gave him the address, paused then spoke again ' Tyler… don't call the police, not any of your buddies at the F.B.I either.  I've got my fingers on people at both, if you call, I'll know… and It'll be Angela who suffers.  I want you here in five minutes'

    Rollie began to speak but stopped, hearing the phone click off ' Bloody hell… not again' he commented, grabbing his shoes and slipping them on.

    He began to run.