Home Held 2 (M/Fmf)

[KP Presents]

You’re watching Channel 5, bringing the news to the greater Boston community. Tonight, a special report on the so-called Home Held bandits – two men who six years ago terrorized the Cincinnati suburbs by targeting small business, ne man holding the family of the business owner hostage while the other robbed their place of work.

Over the last year, there have been a number of similar incidents in the Boston area, starting with an unusual one – one where they struck while Earl Colbert, the owner of a hardware store, was about to leave for work…

“So what are you doing today Carla,” Earl said as he sat at the kitchen table sipping his coffee. He was wearing a white shirt with a thin black tie, black pants and highly polished shoes, while his wife Carla was wearing a brown and mustard striped top, beige pedal pushers and flat brown shoes.

“I have a coffee social this morning,” Carla replied, “and then some work to do around the house. GIRLS! You’re going to be late.”

“Coming Mom,” two girls called out as her daughters came into the kitchen. Edwina was fourteen, and was wearing a black cardigan over a purple blouse, black pedal pushers and white socks, while eleven-year-old Candace was wearing a short sleeved checked dress with a white lace collar, white short socks and black and white shoes.

“Why does Edie get the day off and I don’t,” Candace said with a sulk as she poured herself some cereal.

“Luck,” Edwina said with a smile as she sipped her drink, I’m going to meet the girls at the soda shop later Mom.”

“Well don’t be late back,” Carla said as Earl stood up and finished his coffee. “Right – I need to get going,” he said as he walked to the door to the garage – then walked back in as two men entered. One was tall, wearing black clothing and a black hat, while the other one had on a denim shirt and jeans, an evil smile on his face as he said “Hello Earl – now don’t do anything stupid.”

“Who are you? What do you want?”

“Oh it’s quite simple – you’re going to drive me to your store, and my friend here is going to make sure your wife and daughters stay right here – and if you try anything funny, well, he can be really nasty when he wants to be.”

“Mom?”

The one wearing the hat walked over and stood behind Carla, his hands on her shoulders as he said “just sit nice and quiet and do as I say. Nobody needs to ger hurt.”

“I’ll… I’ll do what you want,” Earl said quietly as he looked round the room.

“Good choice – We’ll call later,” the man in denim said as he escorted Earl out, the other man saying quietly “now, this is what we are going to do…”



It was an hour later when Carla heard the telephone ring. Picking it up, she said “yes,” and then held the phone out as it was taken from her. She looked at Edwina and Candace, who were sitting side by side on the couch, their hands behind their back and a band of white tape holding their ankles together, as well as a strip covering their mouths.

“Yes?

“Good – I’ll make sure we are ready here,” he said as he put the handset down, and then said to Carla “it’s time - lie down and put your hands behind your back.”

Carla slowly lay face down on the other couch and felt the tape as her wrist were secured together then her ankles as well, before she rolled over and the tape was stuck down over her mouth. She looked at her daughters, and then lay still as the man in black stood and looked out of the window.

An hour or so later, he left, and Carla started to struggle as Candace and Edwina tried to stay calm…


Earl called the police a half hour after the man wearing denim left, and officers found his family fifteen minutes later.

A week later, Charlie Holmes was sitting in her kitchen while her daughters, ten-year-old Kay and eight-year-old Suzie, were watching television. Her husband was the manager of a local pawn shop…

As she sipped from her mug of coffee, Charlie flipped through the pages of a magazine. She had long blonde hair, and was wearing a cream slip dress with a large black and orange flower at the neck, the pleated skirt coming to just above her knees, as well as flat slippers.

She was looking at a particular review when the gloved hand was pressed down over her mouth, her eyes wide as a male voice said “don’t struggle, don’t make a sound – do exactly what I tell you, when I tell you. Nod if you understand.”

Charlie slowly nodded as he said “good – where are your daughters?”

“Hnnthfhrhnhtrhm.”

“Slowly stand up, and walk in front of me.”

Kay was wearing a white sleeveless and a short pale blue skirt with a floral print, as well as white sandals. Her blonde hair was in two pigtails, while Suzie hers cut short. She was wearing a white roll neck top with elbow length sleeves, and the same skirt and sandals as her older sister.

Scooby Doo was playing on the television, but when their mother walked in, a tall man wearing black behind her, they both pushed themselves back as Charlie said “Girls, don’t panic – just sit quietly and do what the man tells you to do, all right?”

They both nodded as the man smiled and said “good – close the curtains, and then come over here.” Charlie did as she was told, before he said “in a little while, you are going to call your husband, tell him I am here, and he is to do whatever the man who calls says, or it is you and your daughters who will suffer.”

“Mom?”

He looked at Suzie before he said “otherwise, if the phone rings. If the caller asks for the Man of the House, give it to me. If not, tell them you are busy and hang up. Understand?”

Charlie slowly nodded as the man said “good – make the call.”

At the pawn shop, her husband looked at the smiling man standing in front of him, wearing a denim shirt, and said quietly “I’ll do whatever you say.”

As Charlie put the phone down, the black clad man said “Good – now kneel in front of the couch. You girls, kneel either side of your mother.”

Charlie slowly walked over and knelt down, saying “kneel beside me, it’s going to be all right.” As the two girls knelt either side of her, the man took from his pocket a roll of white tape, and then knelt behind Kay, taking her hands behind her back and winding the tape round her wrists to hold them together.

Charlie kissed both girls on the head as they were bound, and then when she was taped round her wrists and ankles he helped all three of them to sit on the couch, before covering their mouths with strips of the white tape and placing a tape in the answering machine.

He left an hour later, and then there was a call as the answering machine played “We told you not to call here. We told you we would call you. Don’t do it again…”

It was a month later when they struck again, this time going back to forcing the manager of a local supermarket to hand over the contents of the safe – including the money they had received to pay local wage cheques with. His wife, Elaine, and his three children were the ones visited this time…

Eric watched as the denim clad man took the twine down from his knees, and used it to secure his ankles together as well, the cords running from his wrists down to his knees and ankles. He then stared at the man as he smiled, and said “good move on your part to go first. Call him.”

Eric was wearing a mustard-coloured shirt, grey pants, black shocks and black shoes, while his two sisters were sitting either side of him, their hands on their heads and the fear clear in their eyes. Tina, her younger sister, was wearing a green vest and red shorts, her white framed glasses covering her fear filled eyes and her dark brown hair in two ponytails either side of her head.

Mary, his older sister, was wearing a short sleeved blue denim minidress, and white shoes, a white band holding her hair back. All three of them were looking at their mother as she slowly picked up the handset.

“Jim? Listen very carefully…” Elaine was also wearing a denim minidress, like Marys with short sleeves but with a collar and black flat shoes. She slowly shook her head as she continued to talk to her husband, while the man watched.

Elaine put the phone down and nodded as he said “good – sit down, hands on your head. You turn kid – hands together in front of yourself.” Tina slowly nodded as she put her hands together in prayer, watching as he wound the twine from the ball around and between her wrists, took them down to her knees and securing her legs together there, and then her ankles before he cut it loose with the knife.

The phone ringing made him stand up and put his hand on Tina’s shoulder as Elaine slowly stood up, and walked over.

“Hello?”

“I can’t talk now Dierdre – I’m washing my hair. I’ll call you later.”

As she out the phone down, the man took two cloths from his pockets and pushed them into the mouths of Eric and Kay, the two of them looking at each other as he started to bind Mary on the same way as the other two. Once she was secured, a third cloth was pushed into her mouth, before the phone rang. Elaine slowly walked over and picked up the handset.

“Yes?” She then looked at the man and handed him the phone as she knelt in front of her children, and said “are you all right?”

“Yhhssmhm,” Mary said as Elaine removed Kay’s glasses and wiped a tear from her eye.

“Don’t be afraid – stay calm, this will all be over soon,” she said quietly, Kay nodding as Eric nudged her and nodded.

“Good – see you soon partner,” the man said as he put the phone down, and looked at Elaine. “Lie face down,” he said as he pointed to the other couch, “and put your hands behind your back.”

Elaine lay down, watching her children as her wrists were bound together, the thin twine biting into the skin on her wrists as her ankles were pulled back and she felt the twine rubbing on her skin there as well. She then opened her mouth as a cloth was pushed in, and rolled onto her side, trying to get comfortable as she looked across the room.

The size of the take was getting larger with each visit – and their next visit was to a small local bank. The manager and assistant manager were friends, and their wives often spent the morning together with their young daughters.

A fact these bandits used to their advantage…

Roberta was sitting on Alison’s couch, her arms round her seven-year-old daughter Tammy as she said “why are you going this?”

“We want your husbands to do something,” the black clad man said, the black wool cap on his head as he looked at them. “Your partner is the assistant manager, so your friend here gets to make the call – and if she doesn’t say exactly what I say, then you are the ones who pay the price.” Roberta hugged Tammy as the little girl swung her legs to and fro. She was wearing a blue, white, red and brown striped dress with a knee length skirt, and knee length red leather boots which were aced tightly up the front – while bands of white rope held them together at her ankles and just below her knees, on top of the boots.

She also had white rope holding her wrists together behind her back, as she looked up and said “will we be all right Mommy?”

“If we stay calm, yes,” Roberta said as she kissed her daughter’s head and looked across the room. Her own purple patterned dress came down to just above her knees, but the man had also bound her ankles and legs in the same way as her daughter.

Alison was standing by the telephone, wearing a red velvet minidress with white lace sleeves and chest, a red headscarf tied as a triangle over her head, and knee length white go-go boots. Her six-year-old daughter Lucy was standing by her side, holding her round the waist and softly crying. She was wearing a sleeveless peacock print mini dress with a matching headband holding her long brown hair back from heroes, and knee length white boots – but there were bands of rope holding her ankles and legs together, as her mum rubbed her hair and then picked up the phone.

“Tom? Tom, there is a man in the house. He… He says there is a man coming to see you, and if you don’t do what he says, he’s going to hurt me and Lucy.

“And Roberta and Tammy – they’re here as well, and he has them captive too. So tell David not to interfere, or they may get hurt as well.”

She kept listening and then said “I love you too” before she put the phone down. The man nodded and then knelt behind Lucy, taking her hands behind her back and tying her wrists together with rope before he lifted her up and carried her over to the couch, sitting her next to Roberta and Tammy.

“Are you all right,” Roberta whispered.

“I’m scared Aunt Roberta,” Lucy said quietly as she tried to move.

“I know – but just remember if we do as he says, he won’t hurt us,” Roberta said as the man looked at Alison. “If anyone calls, what do you do?”

“If they ask for the man of the house, give you the phone. Anyone else, say I am busy and hang up. Please, don’t hurt my baby…”

“Then just remain calm,” the man said as he looked round the darkened room, the curtains keeping the sunlight out. The sound of the telephone ringing made her start, but when she picked it up she said “hello?”

“May I speak to the man of the house please?”

Alison handed the phone to the man dressed in black, who listened for a moment and then gave her the handset, looking at Roberta and Tammy as he walked over.

“No – oh god no…”

“DAVE! He’s serious – do as they say or he will harm Roberta and Tammy.”

The man walked back and took the phone again, as Roberta ran over and sat down, hugging Lucy as he talked on the phone. Putting it down, he walked over and said “put your hands behind your back.”




When the police arrived two hours later, they found Alison and Roberta sitting on opposite ends of the couch, their wrists secured together behind their backs and white tape covering their mouths. Tammy and Lucy were lying on their sides, their eyes closed as their chests rose and fell, white tape covering their mouths as well as Roberta said “Hfhnnhkghhdd…”



The most recent visit paid by the pair was to the home of the manager of a large hypermarket – where they had to make sure the right person talked to him…

“Sam? Listen carefully – there is a man here, and he is holding me and the children hostage. He says we are safe so long as you do what he says.

“A man is going to call at the office in thirty minutes. Do what he tells you or do, and we will be safe. If you do anything else, or call the police – he says he will kill us.

“All right – I love you too,” Fiona said as she put the phone down and then looked at the man dressed in black.

“Very good – if anyone else rings, answer it, and if they ask for the man of the house give it to me. Anyone else, you’re busy and will call them later.”

Fiona slowly nodded as she looked across at the couch the three children were sitting on. Billy was eleven years old, and Jack was thirteen, while Gail was eight. The two boys were wearing red dressing gowns over grey pyjamas, while Gail was wearing a white dressing gown with a red trim over a grey nightdress.

What she also saw was all there had white tape holding their ankles together, and their wrists were behind their backs. The man had surprised her while they were watching Saturday Morning cartoons, and made them sit on the couch where he had taped their wrists and ankles, and then forced her to call her husband.

“Are you all right,” she said quietly, all three of them nodding as she sat down, her ankles together and to the side. They all nodded as the man said “just sit quietly – and don’t struggle. I need to make sure none of you can raise the alarm, so I am going to put tape over their mouths – if you struggle too much, you may cough and puke. And the tape means there is nowhere to cough out or be sick, so it can be dangerous. Sit still, stay calm, you’ll be fine.”

“We’ll be good,” Billy said, the other two nodding as the man nodded and stood by the window looking out.

The telephone ringing made Fiona start before she stood up and walked over.

“Hello?”

She then handed the handset to the man who said “Yeah?

“No problems then?

“Good – I’ll be ready in twenty.” He put handset down and said “lie down on the other couch.” As Fiona lay down, he crossed her wrists behind her back and taped them together, then taped her ankles together as she rolled over. She was wearing a short sleeved white checked dress with white heels, her grey hair tightly permed as she watched him gag her grandchildren with white tape.

He then gagged her before he put a tape into the answering machine, watching from the window before he walked quickly out…

These men are still at large…

As she over at the television, the film Dirty Mary Crazy Larry restarted as Deke taped up the mother and daughter. She then looked over at her own daughter, wearing a powder blue top and hot pants, her hands behind her back, her ankles taped and white tape covering her mouth.

“Well, it got some things right.”

She looked at the man dressed in black as he pressed the white tape down over her own mouth, her ankles and wrists bound as well as she lay in her pink halter top and shorts. It was indeed accurate in some ways…