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Chapter eight ~ The Board

Charlotte had searched the whole mansion, but Donovan was nowhere to be found, nor Bryce. Worried, she checked again. But no sign of the two was found. She called Bryce's cellphone, but there had been no response. So she called Donovan's cellphone. He picked up.

"Hello?" His monotone voice was clear. There were voices in the background. "Hey, where is Bryce?" Charlotte asked, her voice shaking. Donovan didn't answer at first. "With the board. We need backup.." He muttered the last part, But Charlotte heard him clearly. "I'm on my way." Charlotte said, running to get Bobby. "Bobby! Bryce is in danger, Now

Come on!" She called, running for the door. She was driving maniacally to the headquarters Donovan had described. Bobby had a knife, and, even though he'd warned her not to, Charlotte took one of Bryce's golden pistols. They bursted into the office, where Bryce lay on the floor, her breathing shallow. A man stood over her, with a knife in his hand. "Get away

from her!" Charlotte yelled, pointing the gun at him. He laughed, and walked up to her. She hit him across the face. "I won't ask again." She growled, Bobby and Donovan close behind her. She looked at Bryce, who gave the signal to attack. Charlotte nodded, and shot the man, while Bobby went to check on Bryce. She had been stabbed, as if they were trying to

get rid of her new heart. "Call an ambulance, Donovan, I'm going to finish this prick." Charlotte ordered with a growl. They made their way to the hospital when all was said and done, and Bryce was taken care of. When she awoke, Charlotte was sitting nearby. "Charlotte! Where is Bobby? Where am I?" She panicked, scared and confused. "He's out

with Donovan." She answered, making her way closer. "Are you alright, Bryce?" Bryce nodded slightly, wincing at the pain in her body. "I think so.." She mumbled. Charlotte handed her a bottle of pills. "The doctor said to have you take one." Bryce looked at the label, and laughed. "These are painkillers. Why would I need these?" She looked at Charlotte, who

rolled her eyes and turned to her purse. Bryc4 scarfed down a painkiller or two while she wasn't looking. Charlotte was digging through her purse still. "Where are they.." She muttered, clearly stressed out. Bobby ran in, holding a bouquet of roses. "Bobby! I told you not to take those, they're for Bryce!" Charlotte scolded. Bobby looked at her sheepishly,

before handing the roses to Bryce. She set them on the table, and smiled. "Thanks, you two.."