HandCuffs

Chapter 10

This is where the twist comes in to play ;)

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Chapter 10

On the In

I have a week off.

I'm not gonna just sit around and do nothing while that gang is walking around without a fucking care in the world!

I spent last night reading all the paperwork Ryan gave me..

Jimmy is the leader of the Downtown pack; he's been the leader for 15 years. He's getting on a bit but has a soft spot for brunette girls in their early twenties. Sorted!

I have all the information about where he hangs out and who he spends his time with..

So here I am; dressed up in a little black cut out dress and a pair of six inch silver heels with my hair hanging down in chocolate curls to my breasts.

My make up is natural, just enough to accentuate my eyes and lips; a pair of hoop silver earrings and a little locket necklace on.

I'm ready.

I drive down to White Horse club and slip in after the bouncers check me out and look at my ID.

I walk up to the bar and order a lemonade; I want to be sober. I'm a good enough actress that I can act tipsy if needs be.

Taking my seat at the bar, I turn around on the swivel seat and look out at the layout; straight away a big burly blonde haired guy catches my eye.

He's sat in a corner booth with a group of guys and girls around him; the girls trying so hard to attract his attention.

I guess he's attractive.. Maybe. But definitely not my type.

Obviously my set up attracts him as he stares over, licking his lips.

I force a blush, and a shy smile as I take a sip from the straw in my glass.

I thank the gods I'm not a total dog; I have a reasonably good figure- I'm a curvy size 10; big hips and a good set of boobs. And I have a nice face, I love my high cheek bones and my big brown eyes; I look innocent.

I hear my phone ring and quickly slip it out of my bag, caller ID shows it as my mum, I smile.. Perfect!

"Hiya mummy." I exclaim, loud enough for the guy to hear.

"Hi sweetheart. How are you feeling?" Mum asks.

I smile and answer, "I'm ok. Just trying to enjoy my last few days off you know?"

I look up and the blonde guy isn't in his seat anymore.. If that is Jimmy, maybe I blew it.

"I know baby girl. You're eating right? And sleeping?" My mum is full of maternal concern.

"Yes I'm eating and sleeping. Don't worry. You know me.. Even when I'm low, I don't stop eating."

Mum chuckles, "that's true!"

"Yup, well I better go mum. How about I call you later? We can have a proper chat?"

"Sounds lovely dear. Speak later. Love you Ari!"

"I love you too mum. Bye."

I hang up the phone and place it back in my bag, and sigh, taking a sip from my drink.

"Boringggg." I moan to myself.

All of a sudden, I feel a powerful presence behind me,

"I can liven your afternoon up." A husky voice whispers in my ear.

I turn to see the blonde guy right next to me, his eyes narrowed with a lustful gaze.

"Oh do you think you can?" I ask, "you sound a bit cocky."

He grins at me, wrinkling his nose trying to be sexy; for me, it doesn't work.

"Oh I think I can. I'm Jimmy. And you are?" He breathes.

I try to act seductively, bite my lip and flutter my eyelids, "I'm Sienna." I lie; I don't want to have any connections lead back to Beau.

"Sexy name for a sexy woman. How about you join us?" He asks, holding out his hand.

I try to act shyly; if I play the innocent, he may be more trusting, "are- are you sure? You must be err busy. I don't want to intrude. I'm nothing special.. I've never even been to a club before. I'm a.. Virgin." I whisper- stutter, bowing my head- hopefully acting ashamed.

I hear a low gasp, and then Jimmy speaks, "oh sweetheart. Don't worry. I will look after you. You're such an innocent aren't you?"

I nod and blush, looking up into his emerald green eyes.

He smiles and bites his lip, "come." He murmurs, and takes my hand.

God he's stupid! He took the bait; me!

~*~

Two hours later; four non alcoholic drinks later, and I'm forcing myself to giggle at Jimmy's pathetic and racist jokes.

Holding my glass, I sip at my lemonade while looking up at Jimmy, who's eyes darken and narrow as he watches me.

I check the time, and gasp, "I'm sorry I have to go! I have an interview to get ready for! I didn't realise the time!" I lie, standing and gathering my belongings erratically, hoping it looks believable.

"Oh of course." Jimmy speaks, also standing, "can I see you again Sie? I'd love to take you out for dinner."

I force a blush and smile shyly, "really?" I whisper.

Jimmy nods and smiles at his easy win, "really really."

I agree to the date; we exchange numbers- don't worry, I bought a disposable pay as you go handset just for this inevitability.

I rush out and head to the multi storey car park and jump into my car.

I did it!

I fucking did it!

Now I have the plan in motion, and I'm on the inside, I can gain Jimmy's trust and find out what I need.. Maybe catch him in the act, and wear a wire and get him to confess everything to me in hopes of keeping me.

Would it work, I don't know. But I had to try!

I'm under cover.

Ariella posing as innocent 21 year old Sienna Mumford.

Jimmy loved Sienna; he thought he could easily manipulate and abuse her, and make her his.

Not on my nilly!

~*~

Bridget Jones 1& 2, all of the left overs from yesterday's baking spree and a bottle of red Moët wine, and my blanket.

I was chilling out and enjoying a night in by myself with no distractions.

Oh yeah right, cos I deserve that!

Two calls that evening..

Firstly, Jimmy formally asking me out on a dinner date; Thursday evening at 7pm. I told him I lived with my mum so would rather I met him at the restaurant.

I didn't want him to find out where I lived. I can't be having that; I'd be put into unneeded risk.

I agreed to the date and got the time and place; jotting it down.

My second call was from Mr Stalk asking how my 'stake out' had gone.

I told him everything, and he was very happy with my plans and progress into finding out what I need.

Also, Mr Stalk has agreed to get the recorder and wire etc so I can record our meetings.

I need proof of all our meetings, and eventually, hopefully, proof of him confessing what he did for a living.

I will win and he would lose. And Beau would be out, and by my side. And Jimmy and his pathetic gang would be behind bars.