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Chapter 35

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Chapter 35

The little sister I once grew up with is here of all places. On stage, dancing for men naked.

Bonnie twirls on the pole effortlessly. Her long hair that I've always admired flips onto her shoulder.

"She's amazing," Jace says while admiring my sister.

I hit Jace on the arm, "let's go. We have a mission to do."

Why is she here? Mom would rather die than have one us working here. So why the hell is she working here? Why isn't she in college right now?

Holding my ear, "Katherine, do you have eyes on her?"

"No," Katherine says over the headpiece. "Give me a moment."

"Can I offer you a dance?" A big breasted woman with a hilariously huge butt asks Jace.

Raising an eyebrow at him smirking. "No thanks," he says quickly.

The stripper shrugs her shoulders and walks away. "Guys, I'm bored," Brandon says into the mic.

"Well go jump off a bridge or something," Katherine says.

"That's not a very nice of you to say," Brandon says.

"Don't care, now everyone shut up. I'm trying to find her." A barrage of button pushing can be heard causing me to cringe.

"Can you be any louder?" I say massaging my temple.

Jackson starts to laugh, "I understood that reference." He can be really adorable sometimes.

"Got her!" Katherine yells. "She's in the closed-off room to your left. There are about... one, two, three, five, nine, no eleven. Yes, eleven bodyguards there too." Eleven! I can handle maybe three, four if Jace decides to be a human shield. But eleven are a little much. But it doesn't matter if we play this right.

"Alright, let's go, Jace."

"Absolutely not!" Jackson yells. "You can't do it alone. I'm coming too."

"No," I say. "The fewer people there, the better."

"But-"

"It'll be fine. You should have a little more faith in her. Brooklyn is a strong woman." Jace says leading me into the room.

"Thanks," walking into the room, Katherine was right. There are eleven men all dressed in black suits surrounding Angela.

She's sitting on a remote couch busy texting on her phone. "How are we gonna get to her?" I yell in Jaces ear.

"Jesus Brooklyn!" Brandon yells.

"Sorry..."

"But to answer your question. Hey Angela!" Jace says waving to her.

Okay, I was not expecting to get her attention like that. Angela eyes darts towards Jace's loud mouth. Her eyes well up with tears. "Jace!" She screams.

"Jesus, you owe me for this Brooklyn." Jace mutters. Jaces face goes from a scowl to an obviously fake smile.

Angela runs towards him and throws her arms around his neck. Angela's petite body is clinging to Jace's for dear life.

Jace pats the top of her head slowly almost as if she's a little puppy. "There there Angie." He says cringing with each word.

"I... thought... you were dead," she says sniffling. "That's what Leo said." Angela tightens her hold around his waist.