- two months later -
"Hey Kel I'm going to go down to to the front desk and ask for some more towels."
"Alright." She yelled from the bathroom.
Kelly and I have stayed in different hotels all over Pennsylvania. We haven't seen or heard from the man who took Kelly since we left Brooklyn. I pray to God that it stays that way. Kelly and I are finally starting to stand on our own two feet again. We both got a job at a little coffee shop in town.
I clicked the number '1' button on the elevator wall and waited for the doors to close. The only bad part about living in hotels is that they never give you enough towels and the food sucks.
The elevator doors opened and I walked out to the front desk.
"How may I help you?" The tall man asked.
"I need four towels."
"Room number?" He asked.
"#325." I said.
"Are you Karri?" He asked.
I haven't heard the name Karri in two months. I slowly nodded my head.
"Somebody left this for you." I watched as he slid a piece of paper over the counter.
"Thanks." Is all I managed to mumble out.
"Just wait here and I will get your towels." He said.
I nodded my head and did as he said. While he walked into a room to get the towels I unfolded the paper.
Why did you help her? We didn't want you to get involved in this. This isn't a game. I will find you both. You can't hide from me. I have eyes everywhere. - Greg
My eyes widned. "I have eyes everywhere." I looked around. Nobody was in the lobby. I stared at the piece of paper. Greg? Who the hell is Greg? What does he mean by "We didn't want you involved in this?"
"Ma'am" The man at the front desk said grabbing my attention.
"Yeah, sorry." I grabbed the towels out of his hands.
"Did you see who left this?" I asked holding up the piece of paper.
He shrugged his shoulders. "He was a tall dark skinned man. Other than that, I know nothing."
I nodded my head and gave him a soft smile. My heart is now pounding. I walked over to the elevator and waited for the doors to open.
A tall dark skinned man narrows it down to nothing. I've seen many dark skinned men. The man who wrote this could be staying here. He could be in my room right now. What does he mean "This isn't a game." I know this isn't. That's why I left.
I pressed the number 'five' and impatiently waited for the elevtor to move. We've gone two whole moths without anything. I thought this was over.
The elevator doors opened and I practically ran into our room.
"It took you long enough." Kelly said as I walked in the room.
I smiled and sat the towels on the bed.
"Kel I don't feel like going out tonight." I said.
"Is everything okay? I thought you wanted to."
"Yeah everythings fine. I just don't feel like going out." I lied.
She nodded her head. "Okay. We can just go to the mini bar here in the hotel. We don't have to go out."
I laid back on the bed and pretended to watch what ever was on the tv.
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Shawn's POV
I sat down an the table with Daymon, Chris, and Greg.
"Talk to me." I said looking at Daymon.
"I found them." He said.
I nodded my head. "And where are they?"
Daymon and Greg looked at each other and then looked at Chris.
"Talk to me. I don't have time to fuck around." I said.
"They're in Pennsylvania." Daymon wispered.
"They're where?" I asked. I wanted to make sure I heard him clearly before I got mad.
"They're in Pennsylvania." He repeated.
I clenched my jaw. They weren't supposed to leave New York.
"You weren't supposed to let them leave New York." I said now looking at Chris who I had put in charge of watching them.
"They were already gone." He said.
I rubbed my head and sighed. She's left again.
"Find them. Bring them here. If they aren't here before tomorrow night. Your asses are mine." I said.
I stood up and walked back upstairs. Beyonce is putting herself in a situation that I'm not going to be able to help her out of. My boss had money invested in Kelly. Now he is going to want Bey too. I told him that I would take care of Bey and that she wouldn't get in the way. If Chris doesn't have them here before tomorrow night, Bey will be considered his property.
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