Hey everybody sorry it took so long i was on vacation. The next chapters short but it has to be. I'll try to update soon! Keep Reviewing!
Pier's hands shook as he paced the floor of the guests room. He dug himself a hole impossible to get out of. Shit Shit Shit, he tought as the phone in his back pocket rang. Hesitant he answered.
"Hel, Hello" She said his voice cracking.
"What the hell are you doing? Do you know how much trouble your causing us?" The director screamed into the phone.
"I've got it under control, I think."
"You think? You Think? You better have it under some damn control. Did you know Thomas is dead and we have police investigating us. That other guy called the cops. Unless we make a pretty damn good deal with them there gonna put us out of buisness."
"Wait, Thomas is dead?"
"Yeah, no thanks to you! Get back here a.s.a.p. they want you here or else no deal."
"Alright but boss anotherperson knows. If she gets the French police involved well we know they're not pushovers like the African police are. We can't bribe them."
"Then do what you have to do and get the hell back here!"
The line went dead. Pier fell back on the bed and ran his fingers trough his hair. Then their was knock on his door.
"Pier, i'm running to the store, can you check on Sophie for me in a little bit?"
"Sure." said Pier as a smile spread across his face. Things just got much easier.
Sophie was getting more restless every minute. She had been kicking for the last ten minutes but nobody herd. So she just sat their waiting to see what would happen next. Then she herd her bedroom door open and foot steps. She tried to scream which just wound up sounding like muffles. Then the door opened and her muffles got louder.
"Shut up." Pier said. He punched her she fell back her head slamming the wall. Then she went cold.