Your Death Is Inevitable.

"Irene Rosewood did what?!" Robert was off his seat in seconds, staring at his partner like he had just received a news equal to his death. But it was, because he knew if Benjamin Romero were to catch wind of this, he could kiss not only his position goodbye, but his entire life in Oslo.

"The hospital said she slipped away during one of her examinations. They've searched the entire building and haven't found her."

Robert rubbed his temples and groaned, his face scrunching up in frustration.

"Where was security?! How could they have allowed her escape?"

"Well, it happened while she was in the restroom. They suspect that she most have slipped out one of the windows."

Robert groaned once again. This was bad, like real bad.

"What should we do, chief?" Candace asked. "Should we alert the Romero family just in case?"

"And lose your fucking job?" He chuckled. "Don't be naïve Candace. We're going to handle this in a more quiet way, starting by putting out an APB. I want this entire town searching for her. If she's caught, the people responsible are not allowed to mention a word of this to anyone, especially the Romero family, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" Candace saluted and turned to leave the office, closing the door behind her.

"Fuck." Robert cursed, plopping down in his seat.

This was so not his day.

It had nearly been an hour since Leonica left her mother's place, an hour of which she had been chatting with Owen and only when she looked up from her phone did she realize that the road she was on looked unfamiliar.

"Mister, I think you missed a turn." She said as she glanced at the driver from the rearview mirror.

However, she didn't get a response.

"Sir?"

Still, the man didn't reply, and that was when the hairs on her skin stood.

Something was wrong.

"Excuse me." She called out once more except this time around, the driver met her gaze from the rearview mirror.

"There was a traffic congestion up ahead, skipping the route was the best option."

"Oh," She turned her gaze back to the unfamiliar route they were taking and thought.

could've sworn there was no

her phone, she opened google Maps and typed in the address of her family house, followed by the address of her own house and clicked on the direction, and her hunch was proven correct. There was no traffic congestion and the driver was far from being on the

swallowed thickly and looked at the rearview mirror and as if the driver felt

something the matter,

a smile, hoping that if her so called driver had bad intentions for her, he wouldn't notice that she

'Calm down, calm down.'

as her fingers hovered over

tired, that's all." She added, and the

Ms. Romero. It won't be

forced another smile, this one

unlocked her phone once more, and quickly typed a message,

in time,' She thought as she put her phone down,

hope I'm

concerning the stunt he had to perform in his movie. He picked

sent me

his phone and when the text message loaded, he frowned.

had a feeling her driver was leading her somewhere far from town, and her suspicions

Swnov

Why did you stop the car?" She asked,

ignored her and got out

hell

eyes followed the driver's every movement and when he came to her side, opening the door and yanking her out

and stepping back, away from the driver. "Who are you? What are

letting you go." He said, and Leonica watched as ten other men stepped out from behind the trees and bushes. 'This isn't good.' She thought as she took two steps back.

thinking twice, she threw up her middle finger. "Fuck your ticket to riches." And sprinted in the opposite

her!" One of the men yelled, and as expected, a few

before she draw attention!" Another

was faster

perk of being a Romero was that she had undergone stamina training at a young age, so even when the men chasing her were

"Shit, she's fast."

"Get her, dammit!"

"She's getting away!"

heard their

the reason you shouldn't have underestimated

she reached a clearing and her foot was caught on a root, her smirk

'Fuck!'

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