Chapter 45~Trapped(h.s)

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In this chapter I was listening to more than one song. These are the ones I listened to. Which helped me write this chapter.

1. Born to die by: Lana del Rey
2. In My Veins by: Andrew Belle
3. War is love by: Bobby Andonov

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§ I feel like a part of my soul
has loved you since
the beginning of everything.
Maybe we're from
the same star. §
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Third POV:

As soon as Martin and Armando heard the noise of guns firing. They sprinted into action and each took ahold of one of the girls forearms. Armando grabbed Etta's forearm, while Martin grabbed Dayana's. They stopped at the foot of the door.

"The deal is still on. I get Dayana and you take Harry out of the game. Got it. You take the other pathway while I take the main one. As you get closer to the ballroom wait for my signal to step in. Take her, she'll be of your advantage. Just don't go to overboard. We need both of them, if we want the money. Harry wouldn't know what to do if we each had one of them. He'd be surrounded with no exit. Now go. We'll be paying my dear son a visit. Now won't we." Martin grinned pulling Dayana out the door and to what she presume lead to the ballroom.

She struggled to break free from his vise grip, but only to receive a slap against her check. Leaving it stinging, and a bruise to form. As they descended stairway after stairway. They finally made it to a big opened room that had a banister running around in a circle. No doubt being the second floor of the rusty building.

"He'll be here any minute now. If you as so much try anything. I won't hesitate to slit that pretty throat of yours." Martin said into her ear. Nodding her head she stood still. Not wanting to risk hers or Harry's life. Not a second later did Harry come barreling into the room. Armory safe secured against his body. He had came prepared. Which left a relieved sigh out of her. She hadn't known just how much she was afraid he had come unprepared. She should have known, it was Harry for goodness sake.

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