A/N: The sequel is here! Enjoy!

Warning: Towards the end it gets a little detailed so I just wanted to warn everyone. It's not the goriest but it is detailed to a point that some can't handle.

Prologue

I pushed the LA Dodges baseball cap further down on my head as I weaved my way through people to get to a check-in desk at LAX. It was busy making it easier for me to blend in. I hiked my new black duffle bag that I just bought up higher on my shoulder as stood anxiously for an attendant to be free. Finally I was able to get to an attendant.

"Hello, how are you? What can I help you with?" The woman had dyed blonde hair that was pin straight. Her blue eyes were bored and her voice was full of fake niceness.

"I need a one-way ticket to New York City." She smiled at me showing pearly-whites before she started typing away on the computer. I paid for the ticket and I was on my way to the plane. I used the just over six hours to get some much needed sleep. It's been an eventful few days and every detail flew behind my closed eyelids as I fell into a restless sleep.

Bullets were ricocheting off of everything, the shells falling to the ground around me. People were falling down dead next to me. Victor had my arm in a vice grip as he led me through a door that led down a set of stairs. My hands were still tied together but my constant tugging at them was making the ropes become looser by the second. There were two guards with us and Victor's brother, Robert, as we continued to weave through a dark tunnel. I could smell the metallic scent of blood and mildew. Victor was breathing heavily and I realized the smell of blood was mine and the guards.

I needed to get out of here. I was weak from blood loss and the constant tugging Victor was doing to me was making me dizzy but I wasn't going to let this prick keep me any longer. He's had me long enough.

I knew right this second wasn't a good time to make my move. We were in a dark tunnel that I had no idea how to get out of. I needed to wait until we were out of here.

Finally after what felt like hours I saw light ahead of us. There wasn't much light, since it was night but I could make out trees and a dirt road. We got to the end of the tunnel, a guard pushing open a metal framed door. He waved us forward and Victor pulled my arm hard to get me moving. There waiting was a black SUV. The guard that walked out first pulled out a set of keys and got into the driver side. Victor pushed me into the back and he sat up front, the other guard on the opposite side. Robert sat next to me and once we were all in, the guard punched it and we were off, flying down the deserted road.

I took in my surroundings. We drove by a few signs telling me where we were and where we were heading. We were just a few miles out of Los Angeles so I was guessing that's where we would be heading. I knew I had to make my move soon so I started to watch the guards. They were my biggest threats from getting away. The guard driving was too busy paying attention to the road. Robert was asleep next to me and Victor was too. The guard next to me was too busy looking out of the window next to him to realize I had gotten free from my binds. I could see his gun in the little light that the moon provided.

I slowly moved my hands from behind me before quickly moving them out to grab the guard's gun. His head snapped to the side to look at me, his eyes wide before I aimed it up and pulled the trigger, the bullet going in through under his jaw up and then out through the back of his head. I felt the splatter of blood hit my face before I quickly turned the gun on the guard driving before pulling the trigger again. This time the bullet going in through the back of his head and out of the front. Victor and Robert woke up as soon as I fired the first shot but didn't have any time to react before I pulled the gun on the second guard.

The guard's foot was still pressing the gas and just as quick as I had fired the shots, the SUV was hitting a tree. I jolted forward, the seatbelt (thank God they thought to put one on me) dug into the side of my neck, drawing blood. I no doubt got whiplash but I was thankful I was still up and didn't get knocked out like Robert next to me. Victor was awake and struggling to get out.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and the guard's next to me before reaching over him and opening the door. I pushed him out before falling out next to him I groaned as I pushed myself up and stood, using the side of the SUV to help me. Once the dizziness went away I moved away from the car and started walking away from it. I got a few yards away before I heard a door opening and someone falling out of the car, like I had. I tempted a look back, seeing Victor pushing himself up. He saw me looking and let a smirk plaster on his face. He was covered in blood and the scene was disturbing.

"Oh, Rosemarie…" he said in a sinister tone. "Are you just going to leave? We were having such fun sweet." I turned back around and started walking away from him. He continued to speak. "Anywhere you go, I will find you, Rosemarie. You can run, but you can't hide. I'll find you and once I do, Rosemarie…I'll kill you!"

"Ma'am….Ma'am, we've arrived. You need to get off the plane…" I opened my eyes slowly, seeing a woman flight attendant above me. Her red lips were pulled into a small smile and her red hair was pulled up into a tight bun at the top of her head. I nodded and stood up, grabbing my duffel bag from the compartment above my seat and headed off the plane. LaGuardia International Airport was just as busy as Lax had been, thankfully. I made my way through the crowds until I was out of the airport. Hailing a cab, I made my way into the Big Apple, into the city that never sleeps, New York City. It would become one of many cities I would visit to ensure Victor would never find me unless I found him first. If that meant not seeing my family again, it was something I had to sacrifice. He would be looking for me. He couldn't hurt them if they never see me, if they don't know where I was.

And I was determined to take Victor down, no matter the cost to me.