The phone glowed at 3:02am, Chloe picked up and saw a message from JoJo.
Classified. Call me when you're up.
Chloe hit video phone and JoJo's face popped up.
"Wow, didn't mean to wake you up!" she was seven hours ahead, already dressed and in school.
"I wasn't sleeping." Chloe got out of bed and turned on the light, a phone screen in the dark would make her look pale.
"I have something for you!"
From what JoJo gathered, the Helsing family ran an aviation industry, and constantly needing aluminum and alloy resource. There are two major suppliers in Europe, Holland was exclusive to Germany and Russian, leaving the Henriettes of Moresnet.
"Isn't that a good thing?" Chloe looked out the window, an old Toyota was parked across the road, Kalani has come back, watching over her like an angel in the dark.
I don't like you, and I don't expect to make friends. Especially you! Kalani's words came to mind.
But she will protect me with her life! Chloe told herself.
"For the Helsings? Yes. But not for the competitor. The Henriettes are holding buyers from the rest of Europe."
"So it could be an attack from a competitor?"
"That's my father's opinion."
Knowing JoJo, Chloe knew she has more to say.
"And I suppose you have your own opinion?"
"My is a rumor."
"A rumor?"
"More like a gossip." the Russian girl cocked her head.
"There are rumors that Boris Helsing has been seeing an Italian singer for some time, that he wanted to break the marriage arranged by his family."
"To be honest, Vicky doesn't want the marriage either." Chloe sighed. "Couldn't they just say 'I don't want to get marry'?"
"It's not that simple, Chloe. Not if you are born in a powerful family. You need to protect your reputation, or your family legacy weakens over time, until you have nothing left for your offspring."
"JoJo, you're starting to talk like an adult again."
A trade off for being rich and famous. Chloe remembered what JoJo said when they first met.
"What are you going to do if your parents want to arrange your marriage?" Chloe asked curiously.
"Me? Ha Ha! I'll love to see them try!" the Russian girl laughed proudly.
"Yeah, I remember what you did to your last boyfriend!" Chloe chuckled, blew a kiss and hung up.
She looked out the window once more, got downstairs to the storage cabinet, grabbed a sleeping bag and went outside.
She walked up to the old beat-up Toyota and knocked on the window, there was no response behind the dark glass. She tried the handle, the rear door popped open, from the darkness came a talon blade to her throat.
"Damn it! I almost killed you!" Kalani cursed, withdrawing the blade. "What do you want?"
"To give you this." Chloe showed the sleeping bag in her hand.
"I have one!"
Without another word, Chloe climbed inside, shoving Kalani aside and laid on what narrow space left on the backseat.
"What are you doing??" Kalani complained as her space were invaded.
"I'm sleeping here tonight."
"You what??"
Chloe pulled the sleeping bag over them both, cramped into the little space at the back of the car.
"You do realized this is stupid. Right?"
"Let's just say I'm a spoiled rich girl bore with my life, and wanting a taste of poverty." Chloe tugged the sleeping bag under her chin. "And yes, this is stupid!"
She laughed and so did Kalani. They slept in the car together.
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Dance Moms Bodyguard (5) Protectee
ActionWhat happens when a protector becomes a protectee? Chloe tangled in duty and friendship as she was caught between the person protecting her, and the person she has to protect.
