A/N: Here's the next chapter and I hope you enjoy this one as much as the last!!!

After losing the cab that Jeff was in at a near by intersection., Christy circle around the corner to where pervious look alike cabs would be. "Damn it" Christy mumble under hear breath. Soon she finally caught a glimpse of what it look like a to a scene form television. People and cops surrounded by a bar. As she put her car in park, she slowly waked over to where all the commission was at. She then notice A.J. and Eric standing there.

"Hey. Wait-what are you two doing here?" She asked.

"Looking for Jeff. Form the looks of it, you are too-" A.J. said.

"I think were a little too late. It was a shooting and we both got a close look at the guy and..."

Christy giggled. Which made both A.J. and Eric frowned. "What the hell Hemme!"

"Stop it I already know what your going to say. That it was Jeff...yeah right" Christy placed her hand on her slender hips.

"I'm not saying it was Jeff but it was him or his long lost twin. I never seen a dead body before...like that anyway." Eric said turning his attention back to where the swarms of people and cops were still asking questions. Christy shook the idea out of her head.

"No..no he's not dead." They guys rolled their eyes but listen to her. "I mean...I followed him form Orange County but I lost in at the intersection on Northhighlan and Lexington."

"Look go back home and we will find Jeff." A.J. exclaimed.

"No! I'm not going anywhere. I'm going with you!" Christy stood there with her chest out. "...Fine I'll find him myself"

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Since Jeff left James office that morning, he didn't leave the house. My God what did I do? Why did this happen? Were questions that were playing over in repeat in James head. Then the phone rang, he was hesitate to answer but did.

"Hello?"

"Turn on the news...I want you to see this. I want you to see what you've done to our son James!!" Jenna cried. "He's dead!"

T.V. Reporter: In addition there was a shooting here near downtown Los Angeles around 9:14 pm. On lookers and neighbors said that there were three gun shots fried and a white male 221lbs, his height is 6'1 and he could be in his late teens or younger. The young male has blonde hair as well. So far as we know it he's claimed as a John Doe.

Jenna cried." You turned my son into a John Doe!!!"

James shook his head. "Jenna...if you would have told him the truth. This really doesn't have anything to do with money"

"Oh please!!!! I have nothing to say to you" As the phone disconnected. James starred into the T.V. screen. Deep down he knew it wasn't his fault but he felt respsonabli for his child's death. The child he never knew.

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Greg turned his attention to the T.V. "Damn...some unlucky kid get's called home" Greg then recvied a text form Chase again. Finally he notice one of Chase's men standing there. "Hey sup? Look I haven't been avoiding Chase or anything I'm going to meet up with him right now."

Yeah drinking up all of Chase's money. Greg don't make me kill you here bro" The bigger man stepped into Greg's face.

"What's the problem--Mick?" Jeff yelled coming out of the bathroom. "Claim down...were going to meet Chase and give him what he wants" Jeff even though he was way smaller than Mick. He stood up to him like a giant.

"Yeah will see" Mick walk away almost throwing Greg behind the bar.

"You okay?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah..." Catching his breath. "Let's go see Chase"

Sorry for giving you guys a bit of a scare!!!!! But I had to make it exciting!!!