ZACH

Zach scrolled through his contacts list until he found Bex and pressed to call. The phone rang three times and before she picked up.

"Hello Mr. Goode I hope you've been your opposite self tonight. Did we leave your gift the way you wanted to find it?" Bex chuckled to herself while yelling above the music. Zach however ignored her and cut to the chase.

"Cammie is in trouble Bex." Zach stated. There was no long pause on the other end and Bex's tone immediately switched to her serious one.

"What?" Bex asked already walking away to the ladies room. She scoured for Liz and Macey who were dancing rather closely with a group of guys. Well Macey was, Liz was losing it with dance moves she couldn't even name. "What kind of trouble?"

"I have no idea Bex. I arrived at the apartment to watch her run into an alley while being shot at by cops." Zach emphasised the word 'cops' to make his concern more effective. "I don't know where she is or what is happening." Was she working anything?"

"Not that we know of. Where are you Zach? We'll come meet you." Bex said as she now entered the restroom and stared into the mirror. Glitter and spray paint covered her arms and face.

"Don't bother I'm on my way to you now." Zach said as he picked up his pace.

"How do you know where we are?" Bex asked surprisingly.

"I have my sources," Zack smirked and hung up.

Bex stared at her phone before whispering to herself, "Grant."

CAMMIE

I finally managed to break my left hand free from its bonds then quickly untied myself from the chair. I quickly made for the door and put my ear to it, but could not hear anything. I knocked lightly expecting to hear a shuffle of feet on the other side or even the door handle move. When I didn't get either I gripped the handle and shoved the door open hard.

See most people think opening it slowly is how it's done. However that's only if you're sneaking in, if you're sneaking out then they know you're there and doing it slowly warns them if there is a guard on the other side. Doing it fast gives allows you to surprise who's on the other side and if they're too close then they're going to get stunned.

I shoved the door open fast and hard, but only felt air on the other side. Directly ahead of me was a staircase leading up to god knows where, but the heavy sound of music told me I was inside a nightclub. Ha who says I can't deduce like Sherlock. I quickly ran up the stairs on my tip toes and came to another door.

There was a keyhole for this door so I peeked through it and saw a large dressing room on the other side. I scanned what I could and noticed a few outfits and make-up and other clothing items.

"Exotic dancing nice." I said allowed to myself and then covered my mouth when a large body suddenly blocked the keyhole. I saw a hand with a key come towards my eye and I jumped up heading back down stairs. "Shit." I whispered as I took the stairs three at a time. By the time the door opened I had returned to the first room and grabbed the chair. I could hear his footsteps on the coming so I ran and readied myself by the wall.

When the door opened I heard a grunt and as soon as he passed through the doorway I smashed him with the chair. I hadn't considered his size though and the effect I got was less than I had hoped for. The chair shattered against his huge frame and he growled from the impact and slowly turned around to face me.

"Ohhhh shit," I said allowed again and he smiled at me which I returned. I knew a standing toe to toe fight with this guy would break me. He must have had a hundred and sixty pounds more on me and his large meaty fists look twice the size of normal hands.

I still had a piece of chair left in my hand which I used as a weapon to keep him at distance. Instantly my combat training mode switched on and I jabbed at his eyes and face however he caught the piece of wood and yanked it from my grip. I felt splinters tear into my hands and I was even tossed across the room like a ragdoll as I held onto my only weapon too long.

I landed heavily on my right side and quickly rolled over as I saw him launch the piece of wood at me. I dodged it and jumped to my feet, I steadied my footing and put myself in a fighting stance. I had no intention of going on the defence though. Running towards him I leapt up and wrapped my thighs around his neck and delivered a hard elbow to the dome of his bald head, then I slid around the back of him and dropped my weight to the floor forcing him off balance.

When he landed hard on his back my legs wrapped around his left arm and I pulled back stretching the joint at his shoulder. I had hoped to dislocate his arm, but he had recovered quicker than I expected from my dizzying blow to his head and pulled free from my grip. Before I could untwine my legs he slammed his fist back down onto my chest repeatedly. Luckily he was still on his back and couldn't use his full force, but the blows still shook me a little.

I smashed my heel onto his chest and then kicked his jaw, pushing myself out of his reach. I flipped myself to my feet just as he pushed himself onto his. His look was now enraged and he removed a leather whip from his side and cracked it through the air.

"What the f…" I was cut off as his whip twirled around my waist and he pulled me towards him with one tug.

JOSH

"So Josh,' Greg began as he wiped some blood off of Josh's bruised face. "Where is the drive?"

"I don't know, please I don't know. I can't remember. I don't remember anything." Josh pleaded and shook his head to Greg's annoyance.

"Josh,' Greg calmed him and placed a hand behind his head. "Make this a lot easier and less painful for yourself and tell me what you do remember. Okay?" Greg smiled and Josh nodded.