I sat in my office drinking a glass of whisky. I already knew exactly where Alice had gone. As soon as she escaped she ran off straight to the airport. I have to admit, she was very clever. She gave fake names, withdrew cash and ditched everything that she had gotten from my home. Everything that she did was strategic and I had to give her some credit as I was almost impressed.

Almost.

But she made a mistake as soon as she entered that airport. It was obvious that she was going to return to her home. Alice was too sensitive for her own good, that sensitivity would be what drew her home to make sure everyone was ok and turn me into the police. She believed that what she was doing was for the greater good of everyone. I would be in prison and she would be nice and safe. She was wrong.

I wanted her and when I want something, I get it. Still, I wasn't quite sure what it was about her that fascinated me so much but I was being drawn to her. My men had there instructions, everything was in place and that had been the case even before Alice stepped off of her plane. I was always going to be one step ahead of her and she just needed to get that inside of her fucking head.

I also hadn't missed that dickhead on the plane who was sat next to Alice. I had a man sat next to her filming the entire flight and saw the way the other guy looked at my girl - how he had touched her, I saw how uncomfortable that contact made her. He was going to be punished. He even had the audacity to try and fuck her. I knew Alice would never do that though, she was too innocent for that. In fact, she was never going to touch another man again the same way that I was going to be the last man who she ever got to be with.

Craig Elset was the man's name. Right about now, some of my men were waiting for him to return to his home. They were then instructed (by me of course) to kill him. But not before making him suffer. I'd sent Lucas, one of my more.....aggressive men. He would make sure that the job was done well. There was no way that this piece of shit would even think about my Alice ever again.

Now it was a matter of waiting. Soon enough Alice would be back home and after what I had planned for her, wishing she had never even left in the first place.

Suddenly the phone rang, pulling me out of my thoughts.

It's time, Alice.

That night, after I'd stumbled back into my home, I collapsed straight onto the bed, too exhausted for anything else. I didn't have any of my important possessions and that included my keys so I frantically was knocking on my neighbors door asking for the spare key back. I would have to make some copies just in case this ever happened again.

It wasn't particularly late when I returned home, but I was tired....and drunk. On the plane, I didn't even consume much alcohol but my tolerance was never very high so the next morning when I woke up I didn't feel great. I wasn't one to get awful hangovers, I would have a bit of a headache but after taking some medicine I could still carry on with the days tasks with little sickness.

My first stop was to the police station. I would give my statement to them and the information about everything I now knew about Antonio, Alexander and all the other members of their mafia. I knew where they lived from when I had asked the lovely elderly couple where they had picked me up from, hopefully the police could pull up an aerial image and then figure out their exact location. Then I wanted to stop by work, firstly to make sure that everyone was safe. I wanted to pay my respects and didn't feel right just abandoning my work place. Although I was abandoning them because I also wanted to hand in my resignation. I needed a change, every time I entered work I was reminded of all the bad things that had happened to me. From the pitiful looks my co-workers gave me when I returned after the case with Ryan to seeing all those dead bodies across the hall on that dreadful night when I was first taken. I knew I couldn't go back after that.

I had enough money saved from my job and had inherited a fair amount from my mom when she passed, as I was an only child. That would be enough money for now to provide me with a comfortable life. I could still pay for my rent and food, but I would still need a job because the money wouldn't last me forever. I could easily get a job in a local café or restaurant, my qualifications were more than adequate.

My final stop for the day would be the bar. I was planning on getting wasted, I wanted to be so drunk that all the pain went away. For one night, I wanted to forget about Antonio and Ryan as well as all the abuse that I'd been through. It hurt and I didn't know how else to make it stop.

I took my car and drove down to the station, it was only about 15 minutes away and I grabbed a coffee from Starbucks on the way. Now, standing in front of an officer, I felt so small. I was never a confident person and felt so intimidated by them.

"So Miss Green, you were kidnapped by Antonio Marino and have proof that he is leading the Italian Mafia as speculated, correct?"

I nodded frantically to the police man who stood at the front desk as I spilled out everything that had happened.

"Yes! And, er, I know where he is living....Although he told me he only is here for a while before leaving to go back to his actual home. He killed all those people at my work and then took me, and he-"

"Yes that's enough Miss."

I was cut off by the officer. What did he mean 'that's enough' I was giving him all the facts needed to take down a huge criminal empire that the authorities had been after for months.

"What? You don't understand -"

"No Miss I do but I need to contact some people before we have you give us anymore information."

I suppose that they did need to sort out paper work and things like that. It kind of did make sense as to why he might want to do that before getting the full story from me. There was a lot to remember. My only worry now was if I needed to go into some sort of witness protection, however the man just looked bored and told me it wasn't necessary. Admittedly I found that odd and the idea nerved me a little but these people did do this for a living and therefore knew a lot better than I did in this situation.

Hesitantly I left the station, still slightly confused about why they weren't more excited about me giving them so much information. I drove to the prison - a bit more reassured now that I had spoken to someone about everything. At least now some professionals could handle this and I would get some justice.

There were no police cars outside the prison, that was strange. Very strange, considering that a murder investigation was probably still going on and there should be extra guards and security. I quickly walked inside and scanned in with my card so that could go directly to speak with my boss.

"But Sir, I don't understand! After the murders, Alexander Marino's escape and my kidnapping, you still haven't had a proper police investigation."

He took in a deep breath and came from behind his desk so he rested on it in front of were I was sat.

"What are you talking about Miss Green?"

He looked confused about what I was talking about.

"I'm talking about what happened here a few days ago!"

Was this man insane! Did he seriously have no idea what I was talking to him about?

"Look, Miss Green, I think you are confused. That is perfectly understandable! After everything you went through with your ex, maybe you came back to soon. We all think you should take a nice, long break."

At this point I was raging and was about to express that to him right before the phone rang.

"Yes.....mmhmm.....ok.......yes......ok you can send them in."

I couldn't hear the other end of the conversation but I could tell something was up.

Suddenly the doors behind us opened to reveal two guards from the prison's psych ward. These men were new as I presumed new staff would have been hired after the massacre committed by Antonio and his men. My boss looked me in the eye with a look of guilt for a moment.

"I am so sorry Alice, I had to."

He gave a nod to the men behind me.

"W-what? What are you talking about? Why is no one listening to me? Look sir, I know where Antonio Marino is!"

I saw out of the corner of my eye that the guards were coming closer to me, slowly closing in around me.

"Alice you need to rest now."

I quickly got up from my chair, tired of these insults and ready to leave and go back to my home. However I was stopped by the guards as they each took a hold of one of my arms. I shook, trying to loosen there grip.

"What the hell, let go of me!"

They still didn't budge.

"Get off! What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

They began to pull me out of the room, and I was now screaming and pulling as hard as I could, in attempt to free myself. I began to get more violent as panic started to rise up within me.

"Miss, you are going to need to calm down."

Why were these people acting like this towards me? They knew me, I was a loyal and successful member of staff here.

"What do you mean calm down? I'm trying to tell you about Antonio Marino! The man who killed our staff to break out his brother! You know...my patient Alexander!"

My boss looked down at his feet, as if he was ashamed of something.

"Alice there was no murder here, no Alexander, I think you are -"

I didn't let him finish because I already knew what he was going to say. I had been in his position before, giving the exact same speech that he was about to thrust upon me. I knew where this was going.

"No, no. Don't you dare fucking say it! I- I'm not Crazy! I know what I saw. H-he kidnapped me!"

Now I was crying, shouting and throwing my limbs around viciously in an attempt to get away. Of course, I was acting animalistic now, but what was I supposed to do! Everyone was treating me like I was crazy while ignoring what I was trying to say.

I was completely in a panic that I didn't notice a nurse coming up behind me and injecting something into my neck. They were sedating me.

"What the fuck?"

The guards grip on me loosened and I took the opportunity to step forward but it was already too late. The drugs were already to deep in my system. My legs wobbled beneath me and I almost fell onto the ground but the guards swept back in to support me under my arms, holding me up straight. My vision blurred and my head rolled back, no longer able to support itself. I could feel my whole body and mind slipping away from my control. However right before I fell into unconscious I heard my boss whisper into his phone,

"It's done."