"This Chelsea is the friend you came with no doubt, correct?"

She didn't answer.

The older man grunted and began to pace before suddenly stopping and motioned back to the cellphone.
"Send her a text message. Ask her if she knows where the magician is," he paused before quickly adding, "and do it like the young kids do it now-a-days. Make it convincing."

The other began to type a message and hit send.

~ ~ ~

Chelsea paced nervously as the magician approached and commented on her state.

"Something is wrong! Alex is gone!" she paced animatedly. "She was waiting for me and when I came outside she was gone." Her words were quick between quick breathes and darting eyes. "She said something about having to leave and was really anxious about something."

She huffed, as her cellphone dinged, a text message.

[i] got ur voice. Have u seen Gabriel Winchester around?[/i]

Confusion replaced worry on her face as she looked at the message. "That's strange." She looked up at the magician. "She's asking about you." Something didn't feel right about the whole situation and Chelsea even began to suspect the man standing before her.

"What did you two talk about? Why would she be asking about you?"

She gave him an estranged look as she readied to pull out something from her purse on a moment's notice. With one hand she typed back.

[i] yea he's with me[/i]

~ ~ ~

The older man nodded slowly after being read the reply.
"Check that voicemail. It should have the location. Then find him. I'll watch this one."

Alex shifted uneasily running options through her head. She didn't have as well control as Mr Winchester did, but she knew she could manage to get out of her binds. The question was, What would she do after? What was the next step? Run? Run where? What would she tell Chelsea? Mama? Papa? Could she go back? Did they already know where she lived?
She watched as the other two left the room leaving her and the old man alone. She took a deep breath.