Arrival & saving the day

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The picture is what her eyes look like. Next chapter I'll put a picture of what she looks like.

ENJOY!!
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I had arrived in Miami a few hours earlier, and as soon as i was on the ground I called a few private contacts to locate Michael and his family.
When they called back they told me all their addresses, phone numbers ect. Were sent to me in an email. They also told me that Madeline, Michael's mother, was kidnapped just an hour before they called but that Michael didn't know yet.

So now I'm on my way to the dock that Madeline is being held, driving in the sleek black mustang I bought earlier. When I got to the warehouse I was pleasantly surprised to see they only had one man guarding the door.

I climbed out of my mustang and tucked my .9 mm in the back of my skinny jeans and straightened my off the shoulder silky tee before walking over to the man at the door. The clicking of my heeled boots caught the mans attention as I drew closer to him. I smiled seductively at him as I added a little more sway to my hips. "Hey can you help me? I'm kinda lost, I just flew in last night and I'm supposed to meet my brother for diner." I told him biting my bottom lip.
"Ya where you need to go?" He questioned as his eyes traveled up and down my body.
"I can't really pronounce it..." I said trailing off "but my brother texted me the name of it! Here I can show you" I said as I took out my Iphone I use for civilian covers and moved to stand beside him. He grinned at me before looking at the phone. "Ya, I know-" he was cut off as I pulled out my gun and hit him in the temple with the butt of it as hard as I could.

"Sorry sweetie, you talk to much." I told his unconscious body as I took his keys and stepped over him walking in the building my gun ready. There wasn't anyone right inside the door, so moving as silently as possible I crept along the wall until I heard voices.

"I don't think we should be doin this man" a males voice echoed through the metal halls.
"Don't tell me your scared" an older mans voice mocked the younger. "I am and so should you, I mean you heard what he's capable of. We're just lucky that psycho he calls a friend isn't in town. She'd probably slit our throats" the younger guy bit harshly at the older man.
"Whatever kid, go check on Donny."the older male ordered and I quickly and silently made my way back a few feet where there was a dip in the wall. I slipped in and held myself against the wall so he couldn't see me.
I heard his footsteps come down the hall and when he just passed me I pulled him into the alcove silencing his protests with my hand and locking my arm around his neck. He flared trying to dislodge me but I held firm until his body became limp in my arms.

I slowly lowered him to the ground and made sure he was out before moving back down the hall. Glancing around the corner I saw a middle aged man, his greying hair short, with his back towards me. Stepping silently around the corner my gun aimed at his head I waited until he turned to face me. "You should have listened to your friend, his fear is what kept him alive tonight." I told him before pulling the trigger hitting him right between the eyes.

Walking over to him I checked him for any keys and when I didn't find any I stood up and walked to the door he was standing by.

Unlocking it quickly and opening the door I peered inside to see a frightened and trembling Madeline, her clothes torn in some places and her makeup smudged and running from her tears.

"Madeline, sweetie, I'm here to get you out of here and back to Michael's ok? I questioned still standing in the doorway so I didn't scare her more.
"How do I know I can trust you?" She questioned harshly yet hesitantly.
I chuckled, I can see the family resemblance, "well first lets get you out of this god awful warehouse, then when you stop crying you can drive us to Michael's if that makes you feel better." I told her and after a moments hesitation she nodded.
I smiled making my way over to her "you hurt at all?" I questioned she shook her head. "no other than manhandling me they didn't touch me" she told me and I smiled "good, can you walk ok?" She nodded and stood up and I led her out of that musty old room and into the main part of the warehouse before leading her outside to my mustang.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 09, 2015 ⏰

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