Wife & friends surprise kidnapper

The situation, as Frank Doyle saw it, was not good. In fact it was very, very bad. When his friend, John O’Connor, had asked and then almost pleaded for help, Doyle knew that he shouldn’t have got involved. He certainly shouldn’t have got his wife, Tricia involved. But John was in trouble – big trouble. Maggie, his wife, and the Doyles’ friend, had gone missing. Frank and Tricia had obviously volunteered their help in finding her.

For three full days Frank and Tricia joined their friend and searched the city from top to bottom without success. John was becoming frantic as the days passed and the search produced nothing – until the note arrived. There was no mystery to the note, it simply reminded John of his gambling debts and enclosed a snapshot of John and Maggie that had been taken on holiday. There was nothing overtly sinister in the words, but reading between the lines, the three friends were not able to miss the point: John must pay what he owed or risk not seeing his wife again. Doyle knew that he and his wife should have backed off at that point – The Franco family, who John gambled with, were well known and their methods of recouping owed money notorious – but it was Tricia that immediately suggested that they should lend their friend the money. All six thousand of it. They were involved now for sure.

Ray Franco watched from a street corner as the three friends arrived at the bank the following day. His brother, Al, the brains of the family, had been right. O’Connor’s friends would bail him out. All Ray had to do was collect the money as they came out of the bank and bring it back home with him. Al had said that they would release the girl, but Ray hoped that he might have the opportunity of an hour or so with her first! I wouldn’t be long now; all three were walking out of the bank and Ray could see a package under O’Connor’s arm.

Franco smiled as John O’Connor noticed him and started to walk towards him with the package. Al would be pleased, he thought, this was all going according to plan. The two men’s eyes locked on to each other as O’Connor crossed the road. Then O’Connor’s stride suddenly became quicker and Franco began to become agitated as the other man then broke into a run and was now sprinting towards him, a wild look on his face. This was not how it was supposed to be. Franco turned on his heels and tried to flee. But he was too late. O’Connor was faster. There was a quick scuffle and the last thing Ray Franco remembered was the thud of a heavy object on the back of his head and then darkness.

Now the situation was bad, Frank Doyle t hought. Very, very bad. John could always be relied upon to act without thinking first, but this time he had surpassed himself. The three friends were talking in muted whispers in the Doyle’s kitchen – The tied and trussed Ray Franco currently occupying a chair in the main lounge.

“What the fuck were you thinking, John?” Doyle asked his friend incredulously. “You had the money, why not just hand it over?”

“Shit! Sorry, Frank. I know I should have, but just seeing that fucker standing there and smirking at me, I had to do something. I just lost it, you know? But it’s not all bad, surely? We got Franco’s brother. Maybe we can trade him for Maggie.”

“This is a bad situation,” interrupted Tricia. “We all know what the Franco’s are like. They’ll stop at nothing if one of their family is in trouble. You shouldn’t have done this, John.”

O’Connor turned away. He knew his friends were right.

“Okay, lets just untie him, give him the cash and get him out of here.” He said, defeatedly. “I just pray that Maggie’s still alright.” His voice trailed off.

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