Adrianna

Zane looked over the profile his client had sent of his daughter that he wanted him to find.  If he really cared, his boss would have put her in protective custody with my brother Lane, but he keeps sending rookies to get her back from the mysterious men who keep taking her.  It's good they are using their goons to get her, or she and the rookies would be dead. Zane thought about this long and hard he just wondered why Mr. White didn't take better care of his daughter he was a very rich man but not by the job everyone thought he did. White who was a plastic surgeon also smuggled drugs to very important people.

This got his daughter in the trouble she is in, the guys who are taking her are clients of her father, but her father won't give away who is taking her, only that he wants her back. This time he sent me maybe I can keep her safe, Zane thought.  She is very beautiful I wonder why White even lets her out of the house. Shoot, the girl has trillions of dollars and still goes to a public school; the profile says it was her choice. He took the pictures out that White had probably paid someone to take.  The girl had long brown hair, he couldn't tell the color of her eyes because she kept her head down, but the paper had said green. The girl who could be wearing designer clothing wore black skinny jeans, band tees, and converse.

Zane decided he was gonna find this girl as quickly as possible even though he didn't know anything about her, but where she lives, what she looks like, and her dads code name. He was hoping the goons were who took her and if not that she knows how to survive a hostage situation. If White had given him better information on the men who were taking her he might have a better chance. All he had was a location, a in the middle of nowhere back road area, it was in Southern Oklahoma. That was North of where they all lived in Texas. Even though White could live anywhere he still lived where he started off.

Zane took the profile to the computer genius at his brothers business so he could possibly track where the goons took her. Maybe she still has her cell phone so Shayne can track her.

"Shayne can you track her" He asked as he stood over Shayne's shoulder. That's all he got to say before Lane came in.

"You're off this one Zane" Lane said to him. "I am not sending my twenty year old brother on this operation Shayne.  When you get the location send Liam."

"But this one was mine L." Zane said glaring, knowing that even though Lane wasn't going to let him do this he was going to anyway.

"This is not going to be your first alone. You're not doing it. You're off for the next two weeks also." Lane said scowling. Zane felt a little spark of hope because he had off days and he knew he could do this.