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Dedication: To those who have read this story and left reviews.
Thank you for leaving them and if you have any suggestion feel free
to e-mail them or leave them on your next review.
Also I have 4 other stories sneak a pick you might like them too, enjoy :)
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Sydney had been in New York now for five days and she was still on square
one. She had died her hair from rich black to red. To complete the look she
made sure that they did her eyebrows and eyelashes. If she was going to
pass a tanned redhead she needed the complete job. If any one saw her now
they would be shocked. She had taken a job at Club One. It was by far the
sleaziest dance club and it was in the worst part of town but that is where the
trail ended for Nigel. In his last journal entry he mentioned that he would be
going there to meet Patrick. So far in the three days that she had been
working as a waitress there she had not met anyone named Patrick and her
casual asking of the other employees had started to raise suspicions. She did
not need this, "I need to back off and give it a couple more days." Sydney
rubbed her face hard with her hands. She needed to concentrate and go over
the journal entries again. There was something that she was missing. She
had to because never before had she come across a dead end. Sydney still
hadn't gotten anywhere. She had re-read the journal and taken a nap to rest
her eyes and mind, "That's it, no more miss nice girl." Sydney got dressed
to kick any one's a$$ that had information. It was nine on Monday morning
and the club would be closed but Tony the manager would be there along
with the rest of the employees. It was now or never. She got her knife, her
crossbow and for once a handgun. She put a couple of more surprises in her
bag along with Nigel's journal in her bag.
Tony had just hung up the phone with Pat. He warned Pat that a red haired
woman was snooping around and needed advice on how to handle her.
Tony beckoned his boys into his office. Steve, Mark and Michael, his boys
he called them, were big and scary the perfect security and bodyguards. All
three had wanted a piece of Red but now he had to tell them that it was a no
go, "O.k. guys I just spoke with Pat. I sent him Red's picture and he said not
to touch her. If she is still asking questions then we lock her up 'till he gets
here." The boys just nodded their heads and as they turned around they
came face to face with Red and her handgun. "Now boys what exactly does
dear or Pat want with little old me?" Sydney pointed her gun toward the east
wall and the boys moved. They were facing the window and Tony was still
at his desk. "Come on boys were all friends, tell me what does Patrick want
with me?" Tony stood from his desk to stand in front of his boys, "Red
you're asking questions that just don't concern you. Just drop the weapon
and we will let you walk out of here." Tony put out his right had and
Sydney shot at his desk, "Again from the beginning, what does Patrick want
with me and what did he do to Nigel?!" Tony shook his head as he held a
chuckle, "Alright Red if that's how you want it." Before Sydney could react
Tony dived for her legs and the boys dived for her upper body. Steve
punched her right in the jay knocking her out in a heartbeat and Mark
grabbed the gun. Michael headed for the lamp and pulled its cord out. They
would use it to tie her up for now until Patrick came in. Pat wouldn't be
happy about this but they had had no choice.
Tony had just called Patrick and told him what had happened with Red.
Patrick said he would be there in ten minutes to pick her up. Steve stood at
Red's left and Mark on her right and they began to march her down the stairs
from the second floor office. When they had reached the middle of the
stairwell the front doors burst open and shots began to get fired in their
direction. Michael who was at the front didn't have a chance to react and
got a quick clean shot through his head. Tony who was at the top of the
stairs began to shoot back at the intruders, "Back up the office." As Steve
and Mark ran behind Tony and firing shots of their own they dropped Red
on the steps. They barricaded the doors and were about to jump out the
second floor window in Tony's office when they stopped, the intruders
hadn't come after them. Tony pointed to the door and Steve and Mark
opened it quietly and peered out. When they noticed no noise they began to
walk back out, "SHIT! They were after Red. Pat is going to be pissed." As
soon the words left Tony's lips Patrick stepped into the building, "Where's
the girl?"
Dedication: To those who have read this story and left reviews.
Thank you for leaving them and if you have any suggestion feel free
to e-mail them or leave them on your next review.
Also I have 4 other stories sneak a pick you might like them too, enjoy :)
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Sydney had been in New York now for five days and she was still on square
one. She had died her hair from rich black to red. To complete the look she
made sure that they did her eyebrows and eyelashes. If she was going to
pass a tanned redhead she needed the complete job. If any one saw her now
they would be shocked. She had taken a job at Club One. It was by far the
sleaziest dance club and it was in the worst part of town but that is where the
trail ended for Nigel. In his last journal entry he mentioned that he would be
going there to meet Patrick. So far in the three days that she had been
working as a waitress there she had not met anyone named Patrick and her
casual asking of the other employees had started to raise suspicions. She did
not need this, "I need to back off and give it a couple more days." Sydney
rubbed her face hard with her hands. She needed to concentrate and go over
the journal entries again. There was something that she was missing. She
had to because never before had she come across a dead end. Sydney still
hadn't gotten anywhere. She had re-read the journal and taken a nap to rest
her eyes and mind, "That's it, no more miss nice girl." Sydney got dressed
to kick any one's a$$ that had information. It was nine on Monday morning
and the club would be closed but Tony the manager would be there along
with the rest of the employees. It was now or never. She got her knife, her
crossbow and for once a handgun. She put a couple of more surprises in her
bag along with Nigel's journal in her bag.
Tony had just hung up the phone with Pat. He warned Pat that a red haired
woman was snooping around and needed advice on how to handle her.
Tony beckoned his boys into his office. Steve, Mark and Michael, his boys
he called them, were big and scary the perfect security and bodyguards. All
three had wanted a piece of Red but now he had to tell them that it was a no
go, "O.k. guys I just spoke with Pat. I sent him Red's picture and he said not
to touch her. If she is still asking questions then we lock her up 'till he gets
here." The boys just nodded their heads and as they turned around they
came face to face with Red and her handgun. "Now boys what exactly does
dear or Pat want with little old me?" Sydney pointed her gun toward the east
wall and the boys moved. They were facing the window and Tony was still
at his desk. "Come on boys were all friends, tell me what does Patrick want
with me?" Tony stood from his desk to stand in front of his boys, "Red
you're asking questions that just don't concern you. Just drop the weapon
and we will let you walk out of here." Tony put out his right had and
Sydney shot at his desk, "Again from the beginning, what does Patrick want
with me and what did he do to Nigel?!" Tony shook his head as he held a
chuckle, "Alright Red if that's how you want it." Before Sydney could react
Tony dived for her legs and the boys dived for her upper body. Steve
punched her right in the jay knocking her out in a heartbeat and Mark
grabbed the gun. Michael headed for the lamp and pulled its cord out. They
would use it to tie her up for now until Patrick came in. Pat wouldn't be
happy about this but they had had no choice.
Tony had just called Patrick and told him what had happened with Red.
Patrick said he would be there in ten minutes to pick her up. Steve stood at
Red's left and Mark on her right and they began to march her down the stairs
from the second floor office. When they had reached the middle of the
stairwell the front doors burst open and shots began to get fired in their
direction. Michael who was at the front didn't have a chance to react and
got a quick clean shot through his head. Tony who was at the top of the
stairs began to shoot back at the intruders, "Back up the office." As Steve
and Mark ran behind Tony and firing shots of their own they dropped Red
on the steps. They barricaded the doors and were about to jump out the
second floor window in Tony's office when they stopped, the intruders
hadn't come after them. Tony pointed to the door and Steve and Mark
opened it quietly and peered out. When they noticed no noise they began to
walk back out, "SHIT! They were after Red. Pat is going to be pissed." As
soon the words left Tony's lips Patrick stepped into the building, "Where's
the girl?"