Chapter Twenty-five

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Dave's POV
When I saw her, it was deja vu. She had grown even more beautiful just slender looking. The fear and tears in her eyes gave her away completely. I could and would certainly use that to my advantage.

The buzzing of my phone brought me back to my apartment.

"Did you get what I asked for?", I barked at the man I asked to track down Danny.

"Yes I did, she works at the Mirage Restaurant as a waitress".

"Good, that's all I need. I'm going to make her life miserable", the thought of inflicting pain on her made me smile.

"Get ready for phase two, I want to know everything about her".

"Sure, but there's a problem", he was silent as if waiting for me to say something.

"Go on".

"She always gets picked up by a car when she closes, I never see the driver but he's always in a suit".

"The plan still holds, I don't care even if the secret service picked her up. You do what I've asked or you'll be in her place", I hanged up. Piece of shit.

"Why are you so worked up?" May spoke as she moved toward me on the couch.

"They found her, she works at a restaurant", she didn't look convinced enough.

"And??"

"And she's always being picked up by a guy in a suit, that makes finding where she lives a bit of a problem", just thinking about it filled me with so much rage.

May didn't say anything but sat in thought and after a few moments stood up, a huge grin on her face.

"Why don't we pay her a visit?"

"How do you visit someone who works at a restaurant? Didn't she hear anything I just said? How did I end up with her in the first place?

Well, its a long story; her parents were rich and she was an only child. After the accident that took their lives all their property was given to her. That was the fuel I needed to boost my drug business, we sold most of the properties to buy and supply drugs to almost anyone who was interested. Soon the police caught up to us, our faces plastered on every newspaper with business falling almost every minute. We had no choice but to sell the house we were living in and move here.

New territory, new clients and new faces. But luck was on my side and brought me Danny. May and I gave been in and out of prison because of the drug business which had only become worse because we had to kill those who couldn't pay or stole from us. Long story short, we were running out of funds fast, the police was on us and this stinking apartment got crappier with each passing day.

"Are you crazy? How do you suggest we do that?"

"We're paying her a visit as customers, no one would suspect anything", she smirked and thinking about it, it was actually a goof plan.

Danny turned out to be a big bonus and I wasn't going to let it pass me by.

"Let's get going, shall we?"

Danny's POV
Sam and I had. lot of catching up to do and he was living up to it.

"I can't believe you actually met a girl", you'd have to tell me everything. I was surprised, Sam was literally afraid of the opposite sex, ever since I started working here I was the only female he spoke to.

The door opened and closed signaling the arrival of some customers. I turned around to see a lady and a gentleman occupy the table in the corner. Their backs were facing me so I couldn't tell who they were.

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