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A couple of hours after Nick had called Gatsby, Gatsby heard three loud knocks at the door. He frowned, Nick would have let himself in, and he couldn’t think of anyone else it could be. The one servant Gatsby still had that he actually trusted went to the door, only to find that nothing was there but a letter. The servant quickly brought the letter to Gatsby. The outside of the letter was blank but there was a note inside, Gatsby went from curious to furious as he read the letter:
“You took away the one person I loved, prepare to feel the same. If you want to see them again, meet at the location (directions are on the back of the card) at 7 tonight. Don’t try to get the police involved. You are being watched.”
That was all the card said, except for the directions on the back, and while Gatsby knew it must be the husband of Myrtle, Wilson, he couldn’t figure out who would have told him that he loved Daisy. True, the card hadn’t gone flat out and said who it was, but there was no way it was anyone but Daisy. However, only a few people had known about their affair and he couldn’t imagine anyone of them working with Wilson to hurt Daisy.
======================================================================When Nick finally woke up, his head was throbbing painfully and he found he couldn’t move his arms or legs. He quickly realized that he was bound tightly to a chair with thick ropes, he tried desperately to free himself but he knew it was useless. Who would be trying to do this to him? He didn’t have any enemies at work and he barely had a social life. Nick was left feeling clueless. He decided to just get a feel for his surroundings, he was in some sort of warehouse. It was cold and had dim lighting, there was also a couple different doors. There didn’t seem to be anyone else around… oh wait. Nick could just barely make out a silhouette of someone standing in the distance.
All of a sudden Nick heard a maniac laugh followed by, “Finally you’re awake.”
The man was getting closer and Nick thought he recognized his voice, but he wasn’t sure from where. Then, the man completely revealed himself, and Nick immediately recognized him as Wilson, he was holding a gun. What the hell..?
“Why did you kidnap me?” Nick demanded, “you’re going to go to jail for this, for god’s sakes.”
“Hopefully you’re not trying to say you think you’ll be alive after all this to tell the police anything,” Wilson said smiling down at him.
Nick shivered and looked around wondering what was going to happen, “You still haven’t answered my question: Why did you kidnap me?”
Wilson opened his mouth to respond when a side door opened and another man entered…. Nick wanted to cry with relief when he saw who it was, “Tom! Tom! Please help me!”
Nick’s blood turned to ice when Tom ignored his cries for help and instead stood next to Wilson. “Glad you’re awake, Nick. I’m sure you’re pretty confused right now,” Tom said.
“Tom, you’re a part of this? What the hell is going on?” Nick asked, feeling nervous once again.
“Look, Nick, it’s really nothing personal against you. Gatsby ran down Myrtle and I’m just trying to help Wilson here get revenge. It’s clear that Gatsby has started to really care about you. He’ll be all alone when you’re gone,” Tom paused, giving Nick a sympathetic look, ”I really wish it wasn’t you, but unfortunately he seems to like you alot.”
Nick tried to wrap his mind around the new information, but all he could think about was how mistaken Tom was, Gatsby would not be that broken without him. Gatsby didn’t need Nick the same way Nick needed him. “If you think my death will affect him, you’re wrong.” Nick spat back angrily.
“Well, he should be here soon, so we’ll just let him decide that,” Tom responded flatly.
Nick’s eyes widened as he once more struggled desperately to untie himself. “Don’t you dare hurt him, Tom. Don’t you fucking dare,” Nick tried to look as intimidating as possible, but it’s pretty hard when you’re tied to a chair and have no weapon.
“Stop struggling, Nick, it’s going to get you nowhere. As for Gatsby, no promises, but for right now we’re just planning on killing you. Although, perhaps it would make sense to kill both of you.” Tom was clearly trying to get another rise out of Nick, when they heard a voice from the distance that sounded like Gatsby.