Now, if you could fill the petrol as you were going to, that would be just ace." Rita did as he said, filling up the gas tank, her hands shaking."Hey,...Rita, you done back there? We wanna get going." Kelly called from the front seat."Oh, it's going just brilliant." Their guest said as he walked up to the window and held his gun to Kelly and May. Both girls froze, their eyes going wide. "But it would go even better if you two could do oblige me and step out of the car for a moment." Kelly and May. "At this point my cell sounded,"Hello, it's FBI Charlie from CA," the caller started, but the reception was so bad that I quickly gave him the Sat phone number and told him to call me on that."It's Charlie again," he continued, after he'd transferred the call. "Where are you?" Flying at forty thousand feet over the Ozark Mountains at the moment," I replied.Kurt suppressed a chuckle."I thought you were home in Tampa?" I was 90 minutes ago," I teased him, "Now I'm halfway to Denver. But enough. As he settled in to wait, he could tell this was not going to be easy. It felt like his long legs took up the entire cubicle, his back was pinched uncomfortably by a lever. A gentle and sporadic tapping came from the door, and with a little nervousness, he unlatched it. Sigh of relief, not one of the other passengers, but the slender fingers of his girlfriend as she opened the door and let herself in. It was an… experience, one that inundated his brain with visceral terms he didn’t usually. She let out an irritated, but strangely cute, growl. “Mark again.”I plucked the phone from her hand and answered it. I could hear his angry breathing on the other end of the phone.“Leanne you bitch, where the hell are you,” he shouted, and I could almost imagine that I was able to feel his mind through the phone’s connection. Then, with a start, I realized that I actually could feel his mind. He was angry, but not because she wasn’t there, not entirely. The house was a mess from her taking her.