Chapter Two

Tru felt her blood boil and freeze at the same time.

"Get out of here," she ordered him.

Jack grinned back at Tru. "Sounds like somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning," he observed snidely. He chuckled. "Because really, Tru, honestly I was expecting more of a 'hello' or maybe a 'good morning' but seeing that you seem to have lost all sense of common courtesy, let's get down to business, shall we?"

"What do you want, Jack?"

"I think you already know what I want."

"Right, you want Sabrina to die."

"I just want to make sure fate gets what it wants. Because if fate loses, what happens Tru? What happens?"

"That's simple. Sabrina lives. I win and you lose," Tru retorted.

Jack stood up and came out around Davis's desk and stood facing Tru in the doorway. "Well, it's really not that simple, but it will be if you stay away from Sabrina today."

"And we both know that's not going to happen," Tru shot back. "I can save her. I can save anyone."

"You couldn't save Luc," he pointed out. "And look what happened to him."

Jack's statement hit Tru. Hard. In the gut. And he knew it.

Despite the unexpected blow, Tru remained calm. At least she tried to on the outside. "I'm sorry there aren't any more of my loved ones you can try and kill in retaliation."

"I can't say I enjoy what I do," he said, that trademark smirk of his spread across his face. "It's just that—well, I have a job to do."

"So do I." Tru's voice remained even; as she tried not to let the anger that was augmenting inside of her explode.

He shrugged. "Suit yourself. Just think about our little chat."

With nothing more to say, Jack left Davis's office leaving Tru inside all alone, her blood still boiling and freezing inside of her.

A few minutes later, Tru heard the pitter-patter of feet and saw Davis walking down the hallway.

"Hey Tru," Davis said, by way of greeting.

"Hey," Tru replied. Her voice was soft, calm and seemed distant, seemed detached.

"Is something wrong?" Davis asked, entering his office.

"Well, I woke up this morning to find that my brother had trashed my kitchen, and then I come here and had a rather pleasant run-in with Jack. And yes, Davis, it's a rewind day."

"I'm sorry," he sympathized. Then, changing the subject to get her mind off of Jack and focused asked, "Who's the victim?"

"Sabrina Williamson. She's nineteen years old and it looked like the cause of her death was suffocation."

"Anything else?"

"There was bruising around the neck area where she had been suffocated. That's all I know, the day rewound before I could find out more."

"Let's see what else we can find," said Davis.

They did an Internet search on "Sabrina Williamson". It took them awhile considering they had a lot to work with and a lot had to be narrowed down. Finally, after a solid thirty minutes of research they found what they were looking for.

Sabrina Williamson was a nineteen-year-old aspiring gymnast who attended NYU where she was a freshman Honors student.

Tru scribbled down Sabrina's home address as well as the address of the gymnastics center where she spend endless hours in training.

"Well, I'm off....again," Tru announced. She headed out of Davis's office and began walking down the hallway.

"Tru?" Davis called after her.

Tru stopped mid-stride and turned around. "Yeah?"

"Be careful."

Tru gave a small smile to Davis. "Always," she said with warm sincerity.

Then, with a mission in mind, Tru Davies turned sharply on her heel and continued down the hallway.

Tru arrived at Sabrina's house and climbed the stone steps. She pressed her finger on the doorbell and waited patiently.

Please be home. Please be home. Tru prayed silently to herself.

The door opened and a beautiful woman stood in the doorway. Her chestnut brown hair was down and her chocolate brown eyes sparkled, her rosy red lips forming a pleasant smile. Tru assumed the woman was Sabrina's mother.

"Can I help you?" the woman asked.

"I hope so. My name is Tru Davies and I'm an old friend of Sabrina's. Is she home?"

"I'm sorry, Tru. She left earlier this morning for gymnastics practice. You can probably find her at the gymnastics center. It's over on the corner of Fifth and Crestwood."

"Fifth and Crestwood," Tru repeated for clarification, even though she already had the address. "Great. Thank you."

"You're very welcome."

Tru slammed the door to her car shut and buckled her seat belt. She was just about to put the key into the ignition when her cell phone rang.

Oh crap. Please don't let it be.....

"Hello?"

"Tru, thank God!"

Harrison.

"What's the matter now, Harrison?"

"Listen, I—uh—I need your help."

"Like I haven't heard that line a million times before! I left an hour and a half ago!"

"I mean it!"

"What did you do now?"

"I—uh, got myself stuck in one of those extremely sticky and crappy situations."

Tru sighed. "Alright, spill."

"Well, first I cleaned up your place just like you said and then I called some of the guys and they invited me over for a poker game."

"Uh-huh."

"So I go over and I'm playin' and I'm winnin' like there's no tomorrow, so the guys decided to take me over to this new poker club where I could rub elbows with some of the big-shots. And I'm not even kidding, Tru, when I say big shots I mean--"

"Big shots," Tru finished for him. "Got it."

"So anyways, I'm playin' and suddenly I start losing, then I get up to go to the bathroom and I come back and they're gone and so is all the money I still had left over. Gone. I got nothin'."

"I can't say I'm surprised," said Tru.

"So I need you to come and pick me up."

Tru sighed. It's hopeless. He'll never learn.

"Where are you at?"

"On the corner of Chelsea Ave. and Rose Blossom Street."

"Harrison, that's a little out of my way. I have a life to save!"

"Oh, right." Harrison replied.

A beat.

"Please?"

Tru could practically see her little brother's pathetic pout.

"Alright, I'm coming."

Tru and Harrison said their goodbyes and Tru was on her way to go pick up her troublesome little brother.

However, before she left Sabrina's house she checked her watch. Time waited for no one and Sabrina's life was still at stake.

Author's Note: Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I loved writing this chapter, especially the opening scene! I'm leaving you with another cliffhanger..LOL! Special thanks to Rain1657, Princess Anna Valerious and Turtle2 for your reviews. They made me sooooo happy! Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW! Constructive criticism is always welcome!

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