Marshall's POV.
I had just gotten off the tour bus and hopping in this 7-eleven that I hoped had some Red Bull and Nacho's cause after being stuck on that bus for 7 hours and everyone eating up all the food..
I was absolutely starving.
I quickly got...
A:N So this about to be wild, grab your popcorn, your snacks, your tissues, and everything else cause this is about to be a long action packed emotional chapter!
Nicole's P.O.V
I was in the main ballroom area again trying my best to locate Murphy through all these rich folks which was a chore, She had only seen him a brief amount of times prior to the plan to take him down, and she hoped and prayed she could spot him before it was too late.
I looked around the high up balcony's and saw a substantial amount of tough looking guys surrounding this one table, and there was this really snobbish yet smug looking man sitting in the very middle of the table a cigar in one hand and a glass of wine in the other.
"How cliche." I muttered heading towards the stair case that lead up to him.
"Okay I located him." I whispered into my earring that had a sound device implanted into it thanks to T.
"Good, you know what to do." Beverly replied.
I took a deep breath and nodded, "Yeah." I said walking up the stair case until I finally reached the balcony level where some other rich looking people were busy chatting and conversing. I made my way through them issuing a few "Excuse me's." and "Pardon Me's." as I finally arrived at the table Murphy resided, I looked him over once feeling my nerves starting to kick in, my stomach felt nauseated taking in the sleaziness of this man.
I guess Murphy could feel my presence behind him because he turned to me barring a crude smile.
"Well well, looks like we got a visitor boys." Murphy smiled while his posse of gangsters fixed their eyes on me.
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"Oooh she's a cute one." A man with a deep voice smirked licking his lips once over.
"It's nice to see you, Nicole." He greeted almost sinister as his eyes shined into mine displaying nothing but mischief, this guy couldn't be trusted at all.
I said nothing as I continued to stare at him, trying to figure out my best approach on how I was going to do this.
"What you ain't got nothing to say? You always so talkative at your shop." He mused taking a puff out of his cigar. "Anyway come and sit down." He ushered to a seat across from him.
I obeyed his orders for now and sat down directly across from him, keeping an eye on his group of friends that were busy looking me up and down like the perverts they were.
"Now to what do I owe this pleasure darling?" He said blowing out some smoke that made me want to cough up a lung.
"I have a proposition." I said confidently, even though I was shaking like crazy on the inside, everything about this man made me nervous, from his untrustworthy smile, to his mischievous eyes, all the way down to his content and comfortable tone.
