Arabella Anastasi is just a girl, with a dark past. She wore a mask and hood at school (although, she hardly showed up) to avoid people and questions, she went by a fake name too. Her mafia involvement wasn't a big help either, her secret could be a...
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"But we're at a damn warehouse. ", I said, still bamboozeld.
"Which is where you'll find her." She responds over her shoulder.
"Are you going to kill me?" I ask because who the fuck brings you to a warehouse to find a person who hasn't been found for almost 10 years.
"No Zade, I'm going to do much more than kill you." Wait does that mean sex-? Because everything I've ever read...
Whatever.
I'm just going to shutup and follow her. Wise choice.
She walks in and bashes the door of the warehouse open, God damn.
"Zade, her name was Arabella.", says Natalie as she types a few things on the only computer there.
Now that I take a look around, it looks like a movie setting, with a computer in the corner of the huge room and no lights except a lamp, also beside the computer.
The desk wasn't that big, instead it looked like a school secretary's desk and there was no chair.
I completely forgot for a second that we were here not to be in a movie but to find Arabella.
"Natalie, how do you know where to find her?", I asked walking up behind where she was typing in some letters and numbers.
"My brother taught me coding, and coding and hacking are similar, so I learnt hacking and now I can access everything the police of Detroit have ever had files of and..." She trailed off.
"Wow.", I said. What else was there to say? Next thing you know she's probably a drug dealer too.
"Got it." She said, she pressed print on something and a printer near by started up and printed a picture, I looked over to her and then walked to the printer to collect a picture of a girl.
She had blue eyes, brown hair and rosy cheeks and she looked about 9. At the bottom of the picture was her name.
Arabella Grace Alistar
I remember her. We would play soccer together and draw mountains. Mountains and sunsets were her favourite things to draw.
While I was still looking at the picture, I saw Natalie take off her hood from the corner of my eyes. She revealed a bright blue eyes that were mesmerizing.
They looked a lot like Arabellas.
"How's this picture going to help....." I trailed off.
Natalie walked to me, and I looked at her eyes and then at the girl in the photo's.
While she did, she unhooked the mask off both her ears and slid the photo out of my hand.
I realized Natalie was Arabella, the same blue eyes, full lips, slightly chubby but cute as fuck cheeks stared back at me.
