Skai's Hart POV

I tried to twist my body in where I was placed on the bed but it seemed impossible because my hands and feet were tightly bounded together with heavy chains.

We landed last night and they drove down to a club, this club is one of those clubs that no matter how old I am, the practices or events that happens here is too mature for me.

The music was always playing non-stop except this morning, I wasn't in the scene of the partying but I could hear the loud laughter and chattering of people who trooped in here tonight.

I couldn't take a nap nor sleep last night because of the constant playing of music and the loud footsteps of men with ladies who walked down the hallway into their various suites.

The door to my room was opened by Becky who was walking wobbly alongside a wasted Morales.

"The rag is still here." She said as she gave me a sinister smile before gulping down her glass of alcohol.

They were both in a jolly mood, I could tell they were partying downstairs because they were wasted and party boas were dangling from their necks as they both walked subconsciously into the room.

"That was some party!" Morales cheered as he shook his head which made his long curls dangle in the air.

"Hey slut." She bent her head to the side as she gave me an evil smile before jumping into the bed.

I chose to remain quiet and calm because I was exhausted and tired of exchanging words with these low lives.

"Did our party disturb your sleep ?" His Spanish accent wreaked as he walked towards me.

"No babe, she can't sleep. She's been crying...awww." Becky had lips pouted in fake pity as she mocked me.

"Oww...desafortunado.(unfortunate)" I shut my eyes in anger as I exhaled softly.

"Hello !" Becky waved her hands aimlessly at my face like I was blind.

"Oh silent treatment... she's not pleased with us." Morales laughed loudly as before gulping down his bottle of rum.

The contents of the bottle spilled on his clothes as he gulped down the bottle of rum, I was amazed at how he could drink that much at one go.

"Well, we have a surprise for you!" Becky squealed as she bobbed the tip of my nose. "Should we show her now ?!" She turned to look at Morales who was too wasted to be aware of his surroundings.

"Baaabe ?!" She tugged the sleeve of his coat as she tried to get his attention.

"Whaaaat ?!" He staggered as he tried to make a focus with his eyes.

"Let's show her." She said as she got up from the bed and walked towards the dark end of the room.

I looked at where she was heading and I could make out a shadow of a tall object.

"Come help me !" I was pissed by Becky's drunk behaviour because she was acting like a total mess.

"I don't have the strength, Lopez ven!(Lopez come!)" Morales shouted before slumping into the bed where I was tied.

I felt disgusted as the repelling odour of alcohol and sweat tingled up in my nose.

Immediately a huge man came into the room and stood at the entrance of the door. Morales pointed to Becky who was trying to push the tall object.

At once he walked up to her and Becky excused him while he pushed the tall object with ease.

"Lopez is strong." Becky giggled shamelessly as she landed in the laps of Morales.

"Señorita, you don't compliment another man." He poked her forehead as he looked at her with dizzy eyes.

I contorted my face as I felt disgusted by their foolish and senseless drunken behaviour.

"Boss está equi(Boss it's here)." The man said as he stood beside the veiled object.

"Remove the tarp." Becky turned her head to look at me while giving me a smirk.

I braced myself for whatever might be behind that tarp, I hoped it wasn't a corpse of someone I knew or a photo of it because I wouldn't be able to stand it.

The man whose name seems to be Lopez unveiled the object and my body shook as I saw what was revealed.

It was a guillotine. It was tall and huge, it was made out of wood and the blade looked so sharp like something they've been sharpening for decades.

I swallowed my saliva nervously as I looked up at it.

"Ta-da !" She said as she stood up from Morales laps and walked towards the guillotine.

"Isn't it beautiful ?!" She sounded like a psychopath as she trailed her hands on it's egde.

"It is !" Morales smiled sheepishly as he nodded his head to the low beat of music that was coming from downstairs.

"Skai, don't you love it ?!" I clenched my teeth as a tear drop rolled down my cheek.

"I told the carpenter to make it extra beautiful for a beautiful lady." She crunched her nose as she shook her head at me.

"See, look at the designs. Don't you like it ?!" She pointed to some floral designs on the edges of the guillotine.

"You're a psychopath !" I shouted at her as I struggled with the chains.

She laughed loudly as she walked towards Morales. She laid her elbow on his shoulder as they both laughed at me.

"You're such an evil person! You'd end up in the crook of that guillotine and I'd be the one looking over your beheaded body!" I snarled at her as tears rolled down my face.

Her laughter vanished immediately as she strode towards me. She sat in front me with with a straight look on her face.

"There's no saving you, Skai." Anger blazed up in me and I felt the urge to hit her badly.

On impulse I head booted her on her forehead, with the force I used, it must have hurt her bad.

"Estúpida!" Morales got up immediately and hit me with the back his hand.

"Take her to the guillotine!" Becky scoffed as she whined in pain.

Lopez cane over and gripped me by my arm, my body grew cold as he dumped me in the crook of the guillotine.

"No No No, let me go." I shifted repeatedly as I laid there helplessly.

"I'd do the honours." Becky grinned with a clenched teeth as she pushed the strong wood over my neck, encircling my head into the crook of the guillotine.

"Becky Becky, stop. You can't do this !" I begged as I felt I was on the brink of losing my life.

"Away with you !" She reached for the rope that'd let the blade loose and I closed my eyes as tears flowed freely from my eyes knowing I'd be dying a careless death.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Becky let her be." Morales shouted and I could hear him walking towards us.

"What are you doing?!, let go."

"You can't kill her out of annoyance. Mi amor, I promised you a thrilling suitable death for Skai and Andre, don't rush things." I opened my eyes but I couldn't look up because my head was still caged in.

"Awwwwn, that's why I love you."

"Can't wait to see your head roll on the floor." She squatted beside me and I could see her with side of my eyes.

"I want her and Andre dead tomorrow!" My heart sank as those words left her lips.

"So soon ?" Morales asked like he was confused.

"Yes, the earlier the better. We need to kill them quick,we have other plans to execute." She looked up at Morales as she spoke.

"But we still have time, señorita."

"No we don't, I know the cops are unto us and would stop at nothing to get us so we need to move fast !" She got up from where she squat.

"I'd love for us to move to Paris." Morales hummed.

"Yeah, so we could celebrate our honeymoon with the heads of the ones we hate the most sitting on a platter." Becky giggled mischievously as she staggered making the strong heels of her boot click against the tiles.

I watched their legs as they staggered in their arms while laughing like jackasses as they walked towards the door.

"Goodnight Deadgirl." Becky said before they both walked out of the room leaving Lopez and I alone.

He walked towards the door and stood by the wall, I could feel his stare boring holes into my head.

I looked down at the wooden floor in front of me with several drops of tears that were on it, immediately a flush of anger rushed through my veins. They viewed me like an animal that they could hit anyhow and tie up in a room.

I don't know at what point all of this trauma happened, I was surrounded by people who love me and in a blink of an eye I'm in the hands of notorious criminals who won't think twice before cutting my head off.

My mind wandered off to Drake, shivers ran through my spine as I imagined how hurt he might be or even worse dead because of whatever Andre might have planned. I hope he got out safe and he was still alive.

I shook my head as I imagined worse scenarios , it was like my mind was a cinema who was showing an horror movie. That was when the incident where Sekani got shot sprawled into my mind.

Hot tears flowed down my cheeks as I remembered seeing his lifeless body on the hard concrete with his blood gushing out. I can't believe I've lost my baby brother, he was my drive whenever I worked, he was the reason why I started looking for a job early but most importantly he was the one who brought me joy.

Too sad he had to die because of my own contemporaries. He was a blameless child who had little friends even if he was admired by a lot of people.

He was innocent and loving, he still had a lot to accomplish in life and he didn't mind because he was a fighter even before he died he fought till he was shot.

As these memories rolled in, I began crying loudly with the thought of not having Sekani barge into my room anymore and not getting any funny and cute texts from him.

I bent my head lower than usual while balling my eyes out, I was surrounded by people who gave me unconditional love but I didn't reciprocate enough love.

My parents got back together and I opposed it even if I had told them I was cool with it, deep down I hated the idea instead of being a supportive forgiving daughter, I was a cold and unaffectionate.

Now that I'm gone I could only imagine how bad they'd be feeling more so how would they take the news about Sekani's death ? Who would be there to comfort them when amidst all these crisis?

All of these questions took my mind back to Sekani. I wish I had been closer to him before I left for college and during college.

I wish we had always been close so I could have many memories to keep but that is too late now.

I let out a scream alongside a loud cry and I could feel my head getting hot due to the strength I was using to ball my eyes out.

Maybe I should have let some things go and freed my mind from grudge and resentment.

I thought of my father once more, maybe I should have given him a listening ear. My mind went back to the day he begged for my attention in front of the café.

I befan to feel sick as I remembered my father on his knees crying just to get my attention but I shut the door in his face whilst throwing harsh words at him.

He's my father I can't change that and I'd always be indebted to him because it seemed I forgot all the good deeds my dad has done for Sekani and I. He had to work double shift just to care for us and he had to do menial jobs so we could get new clothes to resume new semesters at school.

Then I met Drake. I wish I had known him earlier, if only he was the first boyfriend I had in college and I spent five years with him, I'd have been way happier and free from this shenanigans.

I really missed him, his smile, his scent and his tall huge stature but what I missed more is his heart.

Even if he is sometimes harsh and strict, he had a huge heart that always felt pity and compassion for others especially his family.

It's just barely a month but our relationship feels like a decade because of the way he treats me.

He treats me like I'm a fragile egg and he doesn't want anything to break me, now I get why he was extra strict and overprotective.

It was because he loves me and didn't want anything bad to happen to me, I wish I had loved him the way he loved me because it seemed he cared more about me.

I remembered the terms between us before my abduction wasn't a good one because I was still holding a grudge against him.

I should have humbled myself and overlooked any crappy grudge. I should have hugged him, listened to his advise and go on dates with him but I just had to be strong headed.

All these "should- haves" ran through my mind as I laid in the most uncomfortable position with my head trapped in the guillotine.

Drake Johnson's POV

I laid my head against the seat's headrest while letting out a huge sigh, I was exhausted from the waiting and hustling for a last minute ticket to Spain.

I decided to follow an economic class and leave my private jet, I don't want to announce my movements because Andre's men or other bad people might be unto me as they await my arrival in Spain.

A million thoughts raced through my mind as I tried to imagine what Skai might be going through, the thought of losing her to death brings a sick drowning feeling in my chest.

I can't bear losing another loved one , I just can't go through that anymore.

I shook my head softly as I closed my eyes so I could sink in my thoughts and fears of losing Skai while the plane soared in the air.

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After long hours of soaring in the air, I dashed out of the airport in a rush, immediately I took out my phone and began to dial the number Darius sent to me.

I stood outside the airport looking at how the sweet grace of the nightfall enhanced the city lights and the busy streets of Spain.

Before I could put the phone to my ears, I heard someone call my name from behind me.

Turning around, my gaze fell upon a young woman probably my agemate. She walked with confidence and charisma as she made her way towards me.

She wore a blazer and I could spot her Detective badge under her jacket as the cool breeze blew the ends of the jacket alongside her long ponytail.

"Edna Rodriguez." She identified herself as she stretched her hand for a handshake.

I had a gasp as I shook her hands slightly, for a detective she was pretty good looking.

"C'mon let's get to the station." She said as she led the way. I nodded my head and followed her.

"The Suarez gang has always been a thorn in our flesh. Since I was a rookie, we've always been on their case." She had a scowl on her face as she spoke.

"They have always been smarter and one step ahead of us but this time we'd get them."

"And why are you so sure ?" I asked her as I adjusted my duffel bag over my shoulder.

"Because the new heir is not smart like his father." She smirked as she took her turn to left leading to the car park.

"Andre ?!"

"Yes. His father, Eduardo was a smart and technical man. He always hid his traces, most of all the cases that were tied to him were unsolved but everything made sense the day he died." She stopped by a black Hummer before turning around to look at me.

"How did he die ?"

"Shame. We got hold of him, he was in our custody when he killed himself."

"He couldn't stand the fact that we got hold of him, he was stupidly proud." She shook her head as she turned to open the car's door.

"Jump in, it's getting late." She said as she hopped into the driver's seat.

I rounded the car and took my seat beside her at the passenger's seat in front.

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Edna and I walked into an office where a man probably in his fifties was seating in his seat with his face glued to files on his desk.

Edna's greetings made him look up at us and immediately his face lit up. "Oh welcome Drake Johnson."

"I'm Gerardoand I would be walking with Edna on your case."He got up from his seat and walked towards us who stood in the middle of his office.

"We immediately jumped into action when we received your case and now that you're here, you have nothing to worry about." He stopped right in front of me.

"So how can I be of help ?" I asked him as I slant my bag over my shoulder.

"We need you to comply with our directions and stay clear from attention and the public."

"Is that all ?!" I had a dissatisfied look on my face as I turned to look at Edna.

"Yes, we just need you here to keep you updated and help in information that only you could give." She pursed her lips as she folded her arms under her bosom.

"So why the heck am I here ?!" I was beginning to get pissed as I drew up my sleeves.

"Just like we said earlier ..." Gerardo was cut short by a young man who walked into the office.

"We got a tag on him!" He looked really serious as he stood upright at the doorway.

"Let's go." Immediately Gerardo and Edna paced out of the office and I rushed after them.

We all paced down to a computerized lab where there were several computers of various sizes.

"Look,we got info on Andre from this port." He pointed to a huge screen as he stopped right in front of it.

"I called in and I asked for the records of people who have flown into the country in the last 2 days." We all stopped behind him as we looked intently at the screen.

"So what did you get ?" Edna asked as she leaned closer to the screen.

"It was a very hard process because a lot of planes that flew into the country in the last two days so I streamlined it down to private jets." He touched a file on the screen and immediately there was a pop up list of several names.

"So I looked through all the names but none of them was what we're looking for so I decided to find more about Andre then I discovered his middle name, Michael."

"Wouldn't there be thousands of Michaels ?" I asked as I looked at the back of the young man who I began to assume was the tech-guy.

"Thankfully the number of people who flew in with private jet were only ten and we had only one Michael and guess what the surname is ?" He smirked as he turned around to look at us.

We all scanned through the list and my eye landed on the name 'Michael Jones.'

"Becky Jones." I said quietly as I looked down at Edna who already had her eyes on me.

"So they combined names." Edna shook her head with a brief smile.

"How do we know he's the one ?" Gerardo asked as he peered into the screen.

"Security!" He said with vigour and excitement before he clicked on another file.

A camera footage opened up on the screen and it showed Andre and Becky walking out of an exit door.

My body shook as I saw Skai walking side by side with two hefty men.

"Damn!" I stepped back from the computer and held my head in my hands.

I looked up at it again and a sick feeling cane upon me which made me cringe, she looked so sad and hopeless.

"Mr Drake you have to be calm." Edna said as she walked towards me.

"I know how disheartening it is." She stroke my back gently as she looked up at me.

I took in a deep breath and exhaled sharply before looking up again. "So what now ?" I asked Gerardo.

"We pin him down." He had an expressionless look on his face before he turned to the tech-guy.

"I want you and all other members on this team to find and search for any bars, hotels or business tied to the Suarez's."

"We are going on a man hunt." He said those with clenched teeth as he stormed out of the office.

"In the meantime, you should settle in and rest. It's really late and you need some rest." Edna pat my shoulder before walking out the office.