Jeremy's POV.
The second fight began like fifteen minutes ago after Ace beat his first opponent, Zane, and now an X5 or whatever that is. X5 throws a punch and it connects solid against Trace's abdomen. I grimace as he stumbles backwards. X5 lands another then another. What's up with Trace?
"I think he's distracted," Trevor answers my unspoken question. I glance at him then turn to Trace who's loosing his stand for the first time. I hope aunt doesn't hear about this.
His fans cheer him on and honestly I think I'm gonna go deaf.
"Distracted by what?" I ask Trevor.
"Distracted by who, that is," he points downwards and I follow to see who.
My gaze connects with Richard's. I blink and he gives me a slow half smile. He looks completely disheveled with overgrown hair, geez.
"What the?" I breathe and turn to Trevor, "I'm gonna get Richard out of here; get Ace's head back in the game.
He nods and take one direction, I take the other. I descend the stairs, force my way through the crowd and finally get to Richard.
"Jer."
I shake my head slightly and throw my arms about him. It takes him a moment before he hugs me back then we pull apart. I motion for him to come with me. We take the elevator to the club and take a seat by the bar. We order a bottle of beer each.
"What happened? Where have you been?" I ask him.
"With my dad."
I arch my brows in confusion.
He smiles, "he had me locked up."
"What? That bastard! Sorry."
He chuckles. "No offense taken."
"But how did you escape him?" I inquire.
"I had help. A girl who was working for dad, name is Violette Antonia."
My eyes go wide. I know this but seriously that girl went against Jennifer's protocol.
"You know her?" Richard asks.
I nod and get to my feet, "where is she?"
"After she helped me and Maryse, she went back...."
"Whoa!" I hold up my hand, "Maryse Milan?"
Richard nods and stands, "yeah. Violette never got back to us but she did tell Maryse to call a someone by name Diamond."
"Shit! Clint has her."
"I'm afraid so but I really need to find this Diamond girl, she might be of help."
"We have to but first where's Maryse?"
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"Oh my God," I bolt back in the direction I came and head straight for the circuit. I glance about trying to find Jeremy or Trevor or Ray but I see none. I take stairs, two at a time. My gaze roam frantically through the crowd then I finally spot Ace and Trevor but they're leaving, Ace's security is helping them through. Shit!
"Ace! Ace!!"
Crap! It's too noisy. I take the stairs down and push my way through the frenzied throng, but when I get to the other exit, they're gone. Double crap!
I feel my phone vibrate so I pull it out and head out. I answer it.
"Hello Precious Jewel."
I swallow. "Clint."
"Oh, quite amazing you have me in mind."
"My sister..."
"Hmm, your sister?"
I bite my bottom lip hard, "you have my sister damnit!"
"Oh calm down dear, I'm lost."
"Damn it, Prada.... Dahlia."
"Oh," he laughs then clears his throat, "Prada huh?"
"I want my sister back."
"Oh not so soon honey."
"What do you want from her...or me?"
"Smart girl. I want Maryse in the next 24hours or...its your dear sister's funeral. Oh, before it escapes me, and Danika's as well."
Numbly, the phone drops to concrete floor and shatters, the tears stars to flow. My chest hurts, painfully. Clint has my mom but how. 24hours, I remind myself and dab the tears away. I glance at my wristwatch. 11:55pm. I have to get to Ace.
I run to my car and then grab the extra phone mom got me last month for a just in case. I call Ace but I don't get through. I try Jeremy's and Trevor too but same results.
I call Sienna and on the third ring she responds.
"Thank goodness Sienna."
"Diamond, what's wrong?" She inquires and I fight back the tears.
"I need to speak to Ace. Do you have any idea where he is?"
"Um, Jer called a few minutes ago and he told me Blake had called for them. They probably might be at the main office at the mafia house."
"Thank you Sienna."
"What's going on D.?"
"I'll speak to you later Sienna. I've got to go, bye," I hang up and drive straight for the main Paragon Mansion. I try calling my mom just to make sure Clint wasn't playing me. I try several times but it goes straight to voicemail. I give up for now and concentrate on driving.
In thirty five minutes, I arrive and head straight for the door. I spot Trent.
"Trent," I call out.
"Miss Jewels, what are you doing here?"
"I really need to speak to Ace."
"Now's not a good time, Miss," he informs me and I groan.
"Please it's very important and I'll be brief as possible, I promise."
"I'm sorry. Only the security team and the bosses are allowed to be inside."
"Trent...."
"I'm sorry."
I turn and sink to my knees, succumbing to tears. What do I do now? I turn to my watch. 12:30am. Oh God!
Jessica! "Oh my God, Jessica."
I get to my feet and fish out my phone then dial her number. She picks up on the first ring.
"Diamond Jewels, when were you planning on calling?"
"I'm so sorry hun but I promise to make it up to you big time. Right now I need your help, pronto!"
"Oh dear, what's up?"
"Clint has mom and Violette," I say amidst tears.
Jessica gasps. "What? Diamond, where the hell are you?"
I give her the address and she hangs up after, "I'm on my way."
In less than forty minutes, I spot her car and wave. I run to her and she gets out of her car then hugs me tight. I can't help the tears.
"It's gonna be alright I promise."
"I need your help, jess."
"Anything hun."
"You've got your makeup kit?"
She pulls back and stare at me then nods. "I do, it's in the car. But what do you need a makeup kit for?"
"It's simple really."
Time: 1:10am.
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Merry Christmas Angels.
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