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"So…which hot chick is yours?" A man leered at Will who was standing at the bar in the club, a bottle of beer clutched in his hand as he kept an eye on Emma.
Will choked, coughing as he looked back up at the man. "Ahh yeah the one in the corner over there." He replied, jerking his thumb over to where Emma was standing talking quietly with a few of the girls who were on a break.
"So last night was just a one off for her?" He asked, stroking his beard thoughtfully as he looked Emma up and down.
"Yeah…yeah she didn't like it. Did it as a favour to Eugene." Will said gruffly as he shifted from foot to foot, nervous of the attention that Emma was still getting from the men there even though she was wearing a long purple skirt and a plain white t-shirt compared to the other girl's skimpy underwear. "I need to go see if she's okay." He added as an afterthought before he moved off through the crowd, seeking out Emma in the packed room.
"Emma…you boyfriend. He come see you." One of the girls, Angelica pointed over her shoulder to where Will was fighting his way through chairs.
"Oh hey babe. What's up?" Emma asked as she leant up to Will, planting a quick kiss to his cheek before she settled back against him.
"Nothing…do I have to have a reason to come over and see my girl?" Will lied, his pulse slowly drifting back to normal now he knew that Emma was getting no bother off some of the other customers like he'd been imagining.
"So I'm your girl now am I?" Emma teased as she looked lovingly up at him. "And what exactly…does that entitle me to?" She whispered in his ear, giggling half way through so the rest of it was obscured by her laughter.
"Oh so many things." Will replied biting down gently on her earlobe so she wriggled away from him, still laughing her head off. "Come here you spoon." He added, pulling her back in towards him and pressing his lips to hers. "What am I gonna do with you eh?"
On the other side of the bar there was a scuffle, a mug smashed against the wall, the pieces shattering their way down the wall as one man flew across the top of a table. The other looked around for a moment or two before running a hand through his short spiked hair and turning to leave for the back exit of the club. Emma's eyes darted up to Will's who was watching intently, waiting.
"Emma! Emma I need your help. Josh…the…the man who just left. He assaulted one of the girls earlier, I only just found out she won't let anyone near her. She's out the back can you help me get her inside. Will, Paolo needs your assistance in the back room. He's having some trouble with a computer apparently…he needs you to look over it for him." Eugene gasped as he approached Emma and Will from behind.
Starting slightly as Eugene tugged down on her hand Emma turned and blew a kiss to Will as she was dragged through the crowd and down a small passageway until they burst from the back door into the warm night air. In front of her was a long black saloon car. Turning to look around her for the injured girl Emma felt a chill creep up her spine; there was no one to be seen. "Eugene…where?" She began but was silenced as two large men emerged from behind the car each holding a shiny silver revolver.
"Get in the car." One said slowly, pointing the gun to her temples as the other opened the back door the car. "Get in." He repeated and Emma's limbs moved jerkily over to the desired destination, her wrist catching on her skirt as she moved, unhooking the silver charm bracelet with the silver heart that Will had picked up from the Spanish Steps just days before. It fell to the ground, settling in the dust as Emma was thrust into the back of the car, the tyres squealing as it took of at high speed. Out the back window Emma could see Eugene shake his head slightly before it came to rest in his hands.
"Paolo? Paolo, Eugene said you needed me to look at the computer." Will said as he stepped into the back room.
"Me? No I never asked for your help. I have not seen Eugene for over an hour." Paolo replied raising Will's suspicions. "He said not to disturb him. Marco Demichi, an important customer he was causing trouble. Eugene needed time alone with him to discuss…arrangements."
"Arrangements for what Paolo?" Will asked, dread filling every word, as he knew what was coming next.
"Demichi was buying girls tonight…he…he is the major player." Paolo answered him, the sinking feeling in Will's stomach rising so he could feel the bile in his throat.
"I…I need to find Emma…NOW!" Will shouted, running from the room and out the back to where Eugene was still standing, his foot making patterns in the dust. "Eugene where is Emma?" He asked warningly as he grabbed the front of the other man's shirt, pulling him roughly into the light.
"Marco…he wouldn't settle for anyone but 'the English beauty' he said he would take her forcefully if I did not hand her over. I knew you would be very angry if he took her but you would be twice as bad if he had hurt her." Eugene replied sorrowfully.
"Angry? Oh mate I'm way past angry." Will muttered as he let go of Eugene's shirt, throwing him back in disgust. "Where is my girlfriend and what exactly does Demichi propose to do with her?"
"I have no contact address for Marco…he visits me. I am sorry I do not know where Emma is." He replied, raising his hands in defeat.
"Bloody useless." Will spat as a lone tear trickled down his cheek. Stooping low he picked up the silver charm bracelet from the dusty track and tucked it into his shirt pocket. Where was Emma now? Was she safe? Was she well? Was she thinking of him?
The answer, to all four was still hanging in the balance as Emma slid around on the backseat of the car as it dodged in and out of the narrow streets of Rome, throwing her about violently as they swerved. "Where are you taking me? What have I done?" Emma whimpered, the cord that had been looped around her wrists digging in painfully.
"You speak when spoken to. Marco is…employing you so to speak." Came the harsh laugh from one of the front seats in the car although the blacked out screen made it impossible to see who it had come from.
"I…I don't want to be employed…I want to see my boyfriend. I want Will." Emma whispered, tears running quickly down her cheeks and splashing gently into her lap as she cried. "I just want Will."