Vinny repels down the shaft till he
gets to the top of the elevator car and turns and points his flash light at the
top then pops then end of it in his mouth using his tongue to aim it perfectly
on the door release then reaches down and pulls it open.
Vinny: What’s happening gorgeous?
Francessca: Vinny?
Rego: What the hell?
Vinny: What’s up man?
Rego: Hey!
Vinny: I was passing by I heard you
were having a special delivery and I thought I’d bring you some stuff.
Rego: Are you here to get us out of
here?
Vinny: Nah, I’m just making a
delivery. Now I’m not saying you’re going to need it but it might come in
handy. Give me one second.
Francessca: Oh God!
Rego: You all right?
Francessca: How long was that?
Rego: About seventeen minutes.
(Francessca grabs his tie yanking him to her his face just inches from his. He
could feel her breath fanning his face as she spoke between gritted teeth)
Francessca: You have less than
seventeen minutes to get me the hell out of here! (She says releasing him as
another contraction takes her)
Rego: You guys had better do something
now! (He growls in to the phone)
Jamie: They’re working as fast as
they can.
Vinny: Hey buddy up here! (Rego
lays down the phone reaches over and gives Francessca’s hand a loving squeeze
as he looks down at her concern etched on his face)
Rego: Are you okay?
Francessca: Go ahead. (She huffs in
between breathes pain etched on her face thankful for his kindness then
continues to concentrate one her breathing)
Rego: Hang on I’ll be right back.
(He stands walking beneath opening)
Vinny: Take this. (He calls through
the opening lowering the case through the hole Rego takes it and places it near
the phone at Francessca’s feet) And here’s some pillows, some sheets and
blankets. (Dropping them to Rego who places the pillows on Francessca legs then
stacks the linens neatly in the corner atop the remaining news paper)
Francessca sweetheart we’re going to have you out of there as soon as possible.
Francessca: Thanks Vinny. (She
calls up to him as Rego places the pillows behind her)
Vinny: Here take this. (He calls
down waiting a moment for Rego to come to the opening then lowers a phone on a
string)
Rego: Why the devil do I need this?
Vinny: It’s Jamie’s new actually
really cool phone from Slater-Cortlandt. He said he’s got the camera mode on
and linked to his laptop so you can show him what’s going on.
Rego: Okay cool thanks.
Vinny: You take good care of her
you understand? (His voice steeped with warning one Rego understood
immediately)
Rego: Understood and thanks.
Vinny: All right sweetheart I’m out
of here take care and God bless huh? Hey do you want me to call your Mom and
grandmother?
Francessca: Would you please?
Vinny: My pleasure oh and I’ll
leave out the elevator part for your Grandmother. Congratulation! (He closes
the hatch pushing the latch back into place)
Francessca: Thanks Vinny. (She
calls up to him as Rego comes towards her carrying the sheets and blanket)
Rego: Do you think we have time to
maybe make you a little more comfortable?
Francessca: Sure. (Rego lets out a
heavy sigh then kneels to help Francessca shift around so he could get the
clean sheet beneath her and chuckles to his self. Glad Cassandra couldn’t see
him right now to say she wouldn’t be pleased would be an understatement)
Scene Shift: Cassandra shifts in
her seat again wanting desperately to check her phone. The last place she
wanted to be right now was trapped in the “Chateau” having lunch with the devil
his self.
Cassandra: So what were you doing
at the hospital today? (She looks down at her plate pushing the food around it with
her fork)
Devereaux: I was visiting a
business associate. (Deciding against telling her anything till he’d heard from
the doctor)
Cassandra: Oh, are you sure you’re
all right?
Devereaux: Why do you ask? (Curious
as to what she was up to)
Cassandra: I don’t know you seem a
little off is all. (She shrugs)
Devereaux: I’m just tired between
the events of last night and work today I’m just worn. (He says rubbing his
temple)
Cassandra: So are you going back to
the office after lunch? (Trying to hide her hopefulness)
Devereaux: I thought perhaps we
would go home and relax. Did you have other plans? (Enjoying the hope dashed
from her eyes and her wheels start turning)
Cassandra: No nothing really
shopping with Colby then home.
Devereaux: I got the distinct
impression you wanted to run back to the hospital? (He wipes his mouth on the
napkin and places it on the table)
Cassandra: I’ll admit I’m curious
but I don’t have any desire to go running to the hospital. (She shrugs again
trying to sound nonchalant her failing attempt making him press on)
Devereaux: Your lover and his
pregnant ex-fiancée are trapped in an elevator and she is about to give birth
to a baby and you expect me to believe that you’re content sitting here with me
having lunch? (He stares at her disbelief etched on his face)
Cassandra: Why should I care what
happens between those two? (She puts her fork down pushing the plate away from
her)
Devereaux: You seemed fixated on
them back at the hospital. (His grin infuriating her she push her anger aside
determined not to let him know she shrugs)
Cassandra: Who wouldn’t be? I mean
you have the son and daughter of two corporate titans trapped in an elevator
giving birth that’s a tabloid headline if I ever read one! (Devereaux’s voice
becomes low his words succinct)
Devereaux: You had better make sure
that it’s no more than your fanatic concern for celebrity understood?
Cassandra: Why would it be anything
else?
Devereaux: Yes, why indeed? (He
studies her face looking for any chink’s in her armor)
Cassandra: This is a small town
Devereaux I’m bound to cross paths with the man. (She chastises her annoyance
barely under control)
Devereaux: Yes it is but even so,
you always manage to find your self in situations where he’ll be more often
than probability would allow.
Cassandra: I can’t help it if he
comes to the hospital to see Randi too. As I’ve explained to you before we used
to all be friends.
Devereaux: So you’ve said. (His
voice dripping with sarcasm filling Cassandra with anger)
Cassandra: Why does it always have
to come back to this? I’ve done everything you’ve asked! I’ve stayed away from
Rego. I barley see my friends or my family. I spend almost every waking moment
of my day with you. Besides how could I? You have a bodyguard following me
everywhere I go! (She finished feeling relieved that she was able to release
her pent up frustrations to man who for all intent and purpose seemed
non-pulsed by her outburst)
Devereaux: Speaking of whom he’s
been reassigned. (He reaches for his coffee cup sipping the hot liquid it
gingerly)
Cassandra: He’s what? (He face a
mask of shock proving his instincts concerning her guard were well founded)
Devereaux: He’s been re-assigned
back to my operations overseas. (His tone even and unemotional cautioning Cassandra
to tread carefully)
Cassandra: When did that happen?
(She pulls her compact from her purse and repair her lipstick trying to ignore
his baiting)
Devereaux: Yesterday, I thought you
would have noticed this morning when you went out.
Cassandra: I just assumed he was working with you like
he was yesterday. (She closes her compact slipping it back in her purse and
checking her phone for a message from Rego and still nothing)
Devereaux: Mr. Truedeau will be
guarding you now. You’ll remember him from Paris. (How could she forget him he
was her jailer in Europe and extremely loyal to Devereaux as well as diligent.
There would be no sneaking off to see Rego not on his watch, which was more
than likely why he was here. Now what? She needed to get back to the hospital
and see what was going on but there was no way she could do that now. She’d
have to wait till her visit with Randy tomorrow and even then how was she going
to get a moment to speak to him with Attila around? God! What was she going to
do now? She needed to come up with a plan and quickly! Devereaux watched the
emotions play across her beautiful face any moment now here wheels would start
turning the process always fascinated him. It was like watching a rat in a
maze. It was going to entertaining to see what her next move would be and then
he’d make his)
oh dear sounds like Cass continues to be in trouble
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