Chapter 2:
As soon as Jade set foot at the airport, she was greeted by an uproar of cameramen and interviewers from all around the world.
"So much for keeping this a secret" Jade thought to herself as she pulled her Louis Vuitton luggage across the shiny marble tiles.
Finally she made it outside to find a limo already waiting for her. As jade got in the car, she spied a man dressed in black watching her from across the street. Thanks to her excellent eye sight, Jade saw that he had a camera tucked under his coat. Wondering whether he was here to take pictures of her or not, Jade got into her limo and watched the man as he got into a red Sedan and sped off.
Sighing, Jade put her sunglasses, wondering what kind of lovesick policeman they hired to take care of her this time.
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"Alright Oliver, you got the gun?" Mike asked
"Yes sir"
"Right, James will break into her house and you will pretend like you're going to save her and get her into your car. From there you will drive her over to the warehouse and once we get what we want, we'll finish her off. Got that?" Mike concluded
Beck nodded, grabbing the gun
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"Uuuurgh! Where is it?!" Jade screamed at her dog, Max, who started barking like crazy
"Who is it Maxy?" Jade asked peering out of her bedroom window, she saw Beck, her 'cop'.
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As Beck entered the large mansion, he saw more things that he never thought he'd ever see in real life.
Geez! Jade had a stuffed gorilla!
'Briiing Briiing' Jade was the kind of person to choose a very peculiar doorbell. Her house in Phoenix had a doorbell that sounded like a dying woman
Beck wondered if she ever got scared of anything
"Come in!" Jade shouted
as beck entered her extremely large house, he was speechless. She had almost everything; a large staircase with a large rug made of velvet, paintings which probably cost a fortune and her ceiling was decorated with a gorgeous chandelier with actual Swarovski crystals!
Beck could hear someone screaming from upstairs
Just as he was about to open the door to jade's bedroom, a little black puppy jumped out from under the large table next to Jade's room.
"Jade?" Beck asked peering around the room, which was smaller and darker than the rest of the house
"Look at you! You're so small like a little puppy! I could fit you in my suitcase!" Jade screamed
"You look drunk" Beck guessed before seeing the empty bottles next to Jade's bed
"Are you the piece of shit they hired to take care of me?" Jade asked coming to her senses
"That's not the word I would use.."
"Well it's what I would! Now get my bags! There are five downstairs and eight here" Jade instructed
"Yes ma'am" Beck said wondering why on earth anyone would need that many bags. Unless they're going out of the country. Permanently.
