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It was another day in Des' study with the PIs, they were working together, matching facts and making evidence, things were starting to make more sense to them, yet to Lacy, something just din't add up.

And this time, she didn't hesitate to point it out. "Mr. Styles, you're lying to us again."

"You're too clever." Des looked at her.

"Why are they really after you Mr. Styles?" Lacy tired with all his lying and ring around asked. Why couldn't he just be straight forward for once and make the already horrible situation a bit simplier. No he chose to be a dimwit, an absolute nuisance! And did Lacy utterly dispise people like him, it took all her will power not to strangle him yet.

"I wronged a couple of people, you could say the wrong ones as looking at the outcome."

"No shit." Lacy rolled her eyes, she's had it with this man's cat and mouse chase.

"The Dawson's invested some money in me when I was starting up and instead I took the money and fled America, so here I am, twenty-one years later in England with a well known business, a dead wife and a missing-presumably dead- daughter." He shrugged as if it was no big deal.

"I'm so done with you and your shit Desmond!" All her respect for that man gone out the door.

He was the reason his wife was dead, his daughter on her way there too if they don't hurry and here he was casually shrugging his shoulders after having revealed such key information when he previously lied on top of lied his way through half the investigation. This man was in her bad books with a valid reason.

He just casually shrugged again, he was kinda giving up at this point. His daughter was what was keeping him strong and in hopes that he'll see her again. And now that he probably have lost her, him being the reason and at fault for such, he was losing his sanity.

"Is there anything else you'll like to share with us Mr. Styles?" Lacy glared at him.

"No that's all I promise." She give him a last glance before going back to work, starting her magic.

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2 months later

The trail Lacy and Andrew had been following for weeks had been dead quiet until now. But they were finally getting movements after so long.

"Desmond, we've got a hit." Lacy rushed over to said man who looked nothing like what she had seen months ago.

He nodded, "Just do what you gotta do Lacy, get me my daughter if you can." He dismissed her, all hope in him completely washed away.

Though Lacy loathed the man, she hated to see how he was now. In two months he became a shell of what he used to be. His daughter's absence basically sucking the life out of him.

Lacy promised herself she'll fix this and she was keeping her promise.

She gathered her team which consisted of the most of the men on Des' security detail-they had all checked out to be thrustworty people- some trusted people Andrew knew and the police.

Lacy and Andrew had caught wiff of what was taking place in the underground world, well when major things were happening, people are expected to talk.

They found out that the Dawson brothers were planning to leave to the US tonight. She had no idea why but she knew it wasn't for any good reason.

Five hours later and Lacy, Andrew and their crew were situated at the airport in different locations out of site, not to be suspicious.

Everything after that happened so quickly but it felt like it was in slow motion for Lacy.

They had caught sight of their targets and to their utmost shock, the suspects were traveling with the heavily pregnant victim.

That not being previously mention shocked them and threw them off focus for a bit only regaining it when shots started firing.

Their cover was blown and their victim along with their targets were already on the plane.

Lacy decided to act fast but reckless, she saw that one of the planes engine was already blown having been shot at, but she steathily made her way onto the plane through the place where the wheels fit when they close in.

Not long after she was in she felt the plane move, she needed to act fast but safe, she wasn't sure how much she was going up against but she was hopeful.

She made her way through the plane a bit surprised to find most rooms empty.

After coming to a door where she sould see and count how many people was board, she took a moment to breathe.

Which almost caused a heart attack because next moment a hand was placed over her mouth from behind which she later came to recognise was Andrew.

"You son of a bitch!" She whisper-cursed at him, her soul felt like it had left her body.

"Never go in without back up." He reminded her of one of the major rules they both learned when they were starting off as rookie cops.

She knew he was right but she would never admit it.

Everything after that was all crazy, bullets raining, blood spilling but the plane kept in motion.

After the masacrous blood bath which left only Andrew, Lacy and an unconcious Harrie alive, they both sent each other a silent message and they were on the way to the cockpit to check the pilots.

Turns out the Dawson's and their crew hijacked a random plane at the airport. So one of the pilots were dead and the other looked like he might pass out any moment at the sight of Lacy and Andrew battered and blood covered figures.

"It's okay, we weren't hurt you." Lacy tried assuring the man.

They both put away their guns and raised both hands to show that they meant no harm, the man coming to terms with it and turning the plane around at their request.

"Where am I?" A disoriented Harrie mumbled to herself when she awoken to her surroundings covered in dead bodies.

She threw up at the sight.

Yep, the pregnancy made her squeamish to blood, well she assumed it was the pregnancy.