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Chapter » 7

picture of Kiley's neclace to the side »

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Zayn's P.O.V

Carefully I slipped the piece of jewelry out from my pocket and placed it on my nightstand.

I examined the crystal piece of jewerly and all I can see was her face. Her normal but perfect features, her brown eyes almost same shade as mine, that captivating smile of hers.

I feel truly bad for taking her necklace, I could just imagine how broken she was, when she finds out I have her necklace she will flip out - but she will thank me later.

I took a small ziplock bag, placed the small necklace in it and took out one of my many shoe boxes and placed the bag containing the neclace in there.

Then I surfed the internet looking for where I can buy a replica of that necklace -but a fake version.

Through searching there was a knock on my door and I carelessly yell a 'come in.'

My mother walks in through the door and says "Someones here to see you."

I walked out of my room and downstairs to my front door, he was already talking to my dad and I could see my dad was getting irritated.

My dad moved out of the way and I walked towards him. I haven't said anything yet when my dad tells me: "Zayn I don't care what you choose but you wont join in."

He laughed a bit and went to patt my dad's shoulder but my dad reject and walked out of the room.

"Ahh Zayn my man." He greeted with that same annoying smile of his.

"What do you want Smith?"

"Its officer Turner." He corrects me and points to his badge.

"Get to the point." I huffed out in annoyance.

"This might be overwhelming for you but I want you to join us in the Sinsellers."

"You're not doing it." I hear my father shout very loudly from the kitchen.

"Oh come on Zayn, this time its going much better. Million dollars involved, expensive jewlery." He rambled on convincing me to join.

"Plus a teenage girl is involved." He smirked.

"There are about twenty men in the Sinsellers and one teenage girl." I point out.

"Exactly." He smirked.

I was shocked to hear such a sick thing. They can't use a poor teenage girl as their toy. They can't use any women at all as their toy. It was crazy how messed up these people were. And they want me and my father to join? To torture that poor little girl? I had to think real hard I can't say yes - I didn't want to say yes in the first place.

Sick bastard.

I didn't reply I just shut the door in his face and walked to the kitchen.

"Dad tell me everything you know about the Sinsellers." I demand.

"Sinful people." Was his only simple reply, he probably didn't want to discuss it anymore.

"I know that. But why do they want us to be apart of it?"

"My co-workers have no heart."

He paused for momment and he looked as if he were in deep thought and he let out a breath of frusturation before he continued.