Bad Girls Do It Well 2: isn't over yet *Completed*

Chapter 10: Gemini Feed

"Do you think someone will recognize us?" Ricky asked as she adjusted her black wig. The bangs were short but sharp and fell exactly on top of her eyelashes. She was wearing a white button down shirt tucked in a black long pencil skirt. The girls wore the same thing except they had different wigs. Their plan was to look like a very important person coming to see Jayla.

Ciara slowly pulled up her BMW into a parking spot. She twisted her keys out and turned to look at Ricky. She studied Ricky looking for a flaw.

"No, not unless we think smart," Ciara answered. She dropped her keys into her little hand purse and also adjusted her wig. Once she was done making sure not a strand of real hair was showing, she slipped on some chanel eye glasses. She was wearing a black wig that was cut short. It had a very Amber Rose look to it.

Sam on the other hand was in the back slipping on her heels. The girls waited a few minutes going over their plan. They were gonna talk to Jayla and make an agreement to bail her out if she helped them figure out who the boss was. The girls were aware this wouldn't be easy. The killer was smart for being able to stay hidden for this long.

Finally the girls stepped out and speed walked to the entrance. As they opened the doors, to their suprise Jayla was with Dylan. Dylan was taking off her hand cuff and talking to her. The girls rushed in quickly towards Dylan to figure out what was going on.

"Dylan, what's going on?" Sam asked as she eyed Jayla up and down. She watched Jayla chuckle a bit.

"Someone payed for my bail," Jayla answered for Dylan. "I am now a free women!"

The girls looked back and forth at each other trying to figure this out. Ciara leaned towards Ricky and Sam whispering, "The killer did it."

"Anything wrong with you fine ladies," Dylan asked sensing something wrong. "Are you guys not telling me something....considering your wearing a disguise."

"Nothing!" The three answered at once.

Dylan eyed the girls one last time before walking away to tend to his buisness. Jayla on the other hand had a plastic bag with a few clothes in it.

"Well, I guess I better go," Jayla said with a mischievous smile on her face. She pushed through the girls and walked away while swaying her hips confidently.

"We can't give up now," Sam said. "Don't let that witch get away!"

Sam started running towards Jayla who had just walked out the doors. Ciara and Ricky ran following Sam. Once they got outside, they found Sam and Jayla going back and forth.

"I'm not helping you!" Jayla yelled at Sam.

Ciara stepped aside to think of a way she could get Jayla to come with them. Her first plan blew up right in her face. The killer knew exactly what she/he was doing. The killer was always one step ahead. So how exactly could she possibly get Jayla on her side without that plan exploding too. This is what the killer wanted. The killer wanted to prove to Ciara that no matter what she do, she'll never beat his sick twisted game.

She watched the other three girls going at each other as she stood there feeling hopeless. The killer knew that she would try to use Jayla. Jayla on the other hand hated the girls so why would she ever help them. Ciara needed to find a way to make Jayla trust her. Finally she thought of something and walked towards the girls. She clapped her hands to silence them all.

"Jayla, I'll give you a place to stay and clear your name in the social media if you come with me," Ciara explained. She watched as their jaws dropped. "Let's face it, this whole murder thing screwed up your life but I can help with that. Your 'boss' can't offer you that..can he/she? No. So what do you say?"

"We can't let this witch get away with everything!" Sam sneered.

"We can actually if I say so," Ciara clapped back. She couldn't tell the girls her plan yet. She needed Jayla to trust her. She wanted to prove to Jayla that she wouldn't engage Ricky and Sam.

"Deal," Jayla said.

"Good."

Ciara smiled to herself. Maybe the killer wasn't so smart after all.