Chapter fifteen
When Sydney got home all she wanted to do was be alone. She sat on her couch with a cup of coffee on one hand and the picture frame Vaughn had given her in the other. A tear spilled from her eye and fell with a small splash on the picture frame.
“Vaughn…” she whispered. “I believe you. I’ll find a way to get you back.”
Suddenly a thought came to Sydney’s mind. Weiss. She quickly hurried over to the phone. When she placed the phone to her ear to listen for the dial tone, she herd the same helium voice from before.
“So you finally decided to pick up the phone.” Sydney froze. Lennox had been captured. Who could it be? Sydney continued to listen. “Oh, come on... don’t tell me you have nothing to say.”
“Nothing to say to you” was whet Sydney wanted to say but she bite her tong and continued to listen.
“Fine, I’ll de the talking. This is what I want you to do. Go the L.A. airport. There is a ticket reserved under the name of Sarah Markovic. You are to use this ticket. It will fly you to a small remote island. There will be a man holding up a sign saying “Sarah” you are to go to that man and he will take you to our meeting place. If you aren’t there in 48 hours, the plane ticket will expire and so will the life of your precious Michael Vaughn and Will Tippin.
“Where are you going to take me?” Sydney muttered.
“I’m sorry but I can’t tell you that. It’s classified information.”
“I need more time. 48 hours isn’t enough time. You can’t expect me to just drop every thing and leave!”
“Then you will have to say good bye to your loved ones.”
“You can’t get to them. Vaughn is in a maximum security prison cell and Will is under CIA surveillance. You can’t black mail me!” Sydney screamed into the phone.
“I can and I will. The CIA won’t help you. Remember, you QUIT!” The person on the other side of the line began to laugh a horrible high laugh which made the hair on the back of Sydney’s neck stand on end. Then the line was cut and the phone began to beep. Sydney hung up the phone. “I have to act fast.” The told herself. She picked the phone back off the receiver and dialed the first phone number that came to her mind. Weiss’s cell number.
“Hello?” answered a miserable sounding Weiss.
“Hi, it’s Sydney, listen, you have to do me a favor. I have to get into Lennox’s cell. I have to talk to him.”
“Whoa, slow down there Syd. I can’t do that. Lennox is in one of the most high security cells in the station. I would need special permission from Kendall to get in there.”
“That would take too long…” murmured Sydney.
“What?”
“Nothing. Ok, but you can get me into Vaughn’s cell right?”
“It would be tricky but yeah, wait, why would you want to go in there?”
“I can’t tell you, just get me in there, Vaughn’s your best friend. Do this for him.”
“Ok Syd, I trust you. Can you be here in half an hour?”
“Are you sure it can’t be sooner? Say fifteen minutes?”
“Alright, but it will be hard.”
“Just please do this for me and for Vaughn. We have to do it in secret, not even my dad can know I’m there.”
“Ok, Syd, slow down, you’re asking for a lot here.”
“I know but please!” Sydney pleaded.
“Ok, meet you in the parking lot in fifteen minutes, no one will know.”
“Thanks Weiss”
When Sydney got home all she wanted to do was be alone. She sat on her couch with a cup of coffee on one hand and the picture frame Vaughn had given her in the other. A tear spilled from her eye and fell with a small splash on the picture frame.
“Vaughn…” she whispered. “I believe you. I’ll find a way to get you back.”
Suddenly a thought came to Sydney’s mind. Weiss. She quickly hurried over to the phone. When she placed the phone to her ear to listen for the dial tone, she herd the same helium voice from before.
“So you finally decided to pick up the phone.” Sydney froze. Lennox had been captured. Who could it be? Sydney continued to listen. “Oh, come on... don’t tell me you have nothing to say.”
“Nothing to say to you” was whet Sydney wanted to say but she bite her tong and continued to listen.
“Fine, I’ll de the talking. This is what I want you to do. Go the L.A. airport. There is a ticket reserved under the name of Sarah Markovic. You are to use this ticket. It will fly you to a small remote island. There will be a man holding up a sign saying “Sarah” you are to go to that man and he will take you to our meeting place. If you aren’t there in 48 hours, the plane ticket will expire and so will the life of your precious Michael Vaughn and Will Tippin.
“Where are you going to take me?” Sydney muttered.
“I’m sorry but I can’t tell you that. It’s classified information.”
“I need more time. 48 hours isn’t enough time. You can’t expect me to just drop every thing and leave!”
“Then you will have to say good bye to your loved ones.”
“You can’t get to them. Vaughn is in a maximum security prison cell and Will is under CIA surveillance. You can’t black mail me!” Sydney screamed into the phone.
“I can and I will. The CIA won’t help you. Remember, you QUIT!” The person on the other side of the line began to laugh a horrible high laugh which made the hair on the back of Sydney’s neck stand on end. Then the line was cut and the phone began to beep. Sydney hung up the phone. “I have to act fast.” The told herself. She picked the phone back off the receiver and dialed the first phone number that came to her mind. Weiss’s cell number.
“Hello?” answered a miserable sounding Weiss.
“Hi, it’s Sydney, listen, you have to do me a favor. I have to get into Lennox’s cell. I have to talk to him.”
“Whoa, slow down there Syd. I can’t do that. Lennox is in one of the most high security cells in the station. I would need special permission from Kendall to get in there.”
“That would take too long…” murmured Sydney.
“What?”
“Nothing. Ok, but you can get me into Vaughn’s cell right?”
“It would be tricky but yeah, wait, why would you want to go in there?”
“I can’t tell you, just get me in there, Vaughn’s your best friend. Do this for him.”
“Ok Syd, I trust you. Can you be here in half an hour?”
“Are you sure it can’t be sooner? Say fifteen minutes?”
“Alright, but it will be hard.”
“Just please do this for me and for Vaughn. We have to do it in secret, not even my dad can know I’m there.”
“Ok, Syd, slow down, you’re asking for a lot here.”
“I know but please!” Sydney pleaded.
“Ok, meet you in the parking lot in fifteen minutes, no one will know.”
“Thanks Weiss”
