Moments earlier outside the house where the five guys are being held, two undercover police officers were carefully patrolling around the house looking for a living room window they could see the guys through without being seen and then back on their condition. It isn�t that the police didn�t believe the guys when they had had the opportunity to call them and tell them what was happening; it was just that the police wanted to see for themselves, in a better attempt to judge what would have to be done in order to get the popstars out of their current situation.
�Hey Paul, looks like there is another window over there, let see if we can see�� the officers sentence was cut off just then as the men heard a scream from inside the house.
�Damnit that didn�t sound like it was a good thing, lets get to that window��
They quickly made their way over the new window and carefully lifted up so they could see through hoping that it was still dark enough that the wouldn�t be noticed, if one of the men happened to be close by. Which luckily for them they weren�t, the men weren�t even looking their way. Following their gaze the officers saw another man standing in front of the men from Nsync, talking rather calmly to them.
Noting that the boys although looking extremely tired, scared and nervous, Justin a little pale as if he had just woken up from a bad dream were all relatively in good shape, well as good as shape as you can be when being held hostage. All sitting quietly on the floor listening to whatever the man was saying to them.
�Well they look as though they haven�t really been harmed Tom�
�Looks that way, wonder what that scream was for then� what the hell is he doing now�?�
The two undercover officers watched as the man that had been standing in front of the guys yank JC up and slam him against the wall, while another man stepped forward handing him some rope, to which the man then proceeded to jerk JC�s hands behind his back and tie him up, taping his mouth shut and shoving him down on one of the couches and grabbing Justin next, then Joey, then Chris and lastly Lance, following the same routine for each guy.
�Now why the hell would they being doing that now? It has been hours since they took these boys hostage��
�Guess they thought that five �boyband� members would be easier to handle than they turned out to be� who knows� great now they are taking them upstairs� well I guess we just lost any visual contact that was possible, and any other contact for that matter, the boys were sneaking away to call their manager, they won�t be able to do that now��
�We better get back and inform the chief. It might be time to make a move and get these boys out of there��
< AN - couldn�t just give you that short of a chapter =) I�m once again moving all around the place and skipping ahead a bit. >
Somewhere in the house a clock chimed signaling the new hour. 9am. It had now been just over twelve hours, since the whole mess started. Twelve hours since Justin and JC had gone up to bed early. Twelve hours since Lance, Chris and Joey had been happily playing poker, and twelve hours since they had convinced their bodyguard that he should go home and spend some extra time with his wife and kids, that they were perfectly alright and would remain so until the next morning when he would return.
Yeah right� perfectly fine. In the past twelve hours they had managed to be invaded and taken hostage, threatened with their lives, in some cases been hit by the men holding them, and now tied up and left alone in a dark room. Their rooms to make it worse, because if they could move in the slightest they could maybe find something� anything to help them out of the mess they were in. A cell phone, something to cut the rope surrounding their wrists� anything. But of course they couldn�t move and there supposedly wasn�t anything because the men checked before they were put in the rooms, and that thought alone was extremely frustrating and discouraging to all of the guys. Even if they could get lose they were locked in, so for now they just had to wait.
Across town a very nervous and frantic manager sat in his office waiting with a handful of police for the next expected call from anyone of the guys. Which was now very over due�
�What the hell is going on, they were supposed to have called now! They had at least Lance that should have been able to call by now!� Johnny said to no one in particular after pounding on the desk in front of him in frustration then standing up to go look out his office window.
�And how come we haven�t heard from the men holding them again, isn�t it time for that?� While Johnny wasn�t really mad at the guys for being so careless when opening the door or the bodyguard for leaving them alone so early, because he himself knew all to well how those five can be when they have their mind up on something, but he needed to be angry about something, cause it is better than breaking down. JC, Justin, Lance, Chris and Joey are like his own sons. He has know them for years and has been there for them through almost every major point in their lives since, and he just couldn�t believe this was happening. Lost in his own thoughts the voice of an officer from somewhere in the room jolted him out of the daydream and into reality.
�We just got word from the undercover officers we sent to check up on the boys. They said that all five guys seemed to be in fairly good condition all things considered, but they have been moved upstairs and possibly separated�� The officer waited a minute for the manager to digest the information before proceeding, hoping the next part wouldn�t scare him� �They do however suggest that we make a move soon� that the men seem to be getting a bit antsy and tired of waiting� we want to wait till the next phone call, whether from the boys or from the men holding him before we move in, is that ok with you Mr. Wright?��
Johnny could really do nothing more than sigh heavily and nod his head, blinking back the tears that were threatening to spill and the panicking that was rising in him. These men were after all the professionals and knew best, not like he could go over there himself and beat the crap out of these men� as good as that sounds�
Back at the house the 6 men holding the guys of Nsync hostage, are making plans for their next call, with in a matter of hours they will hopefully have their money and be leaving the state, with one of the guys as a hostage until they cross the boarder.
�You.� The leader said pointing to one of the other men. �Go upstairs and get the short one, the one we used before, it is time to make another call.�