AN: HEY EVERYONE, I am so sorry! My laptop got a virus and I didn't have a backup. However my brother fixed it so I am now good to post! Thank you for your patience and keep up the reviews. Also I'm rethinking the name of this story. ANY IDEAS?

Chapter 4

I wearily entered the MGR room. As much as I hated the thought I knew I would be forced to help them. One way or another. I walked up to the horse and started examining it. I found what I was looking for. In the neck there was a slight opening that must have a latch on the inside. After using my knife my theory proved true.

Inside the body of the horse was bags of sand. I quickly opened a bag and found the white sand that worked as a ballast for the horse. It was so white it could be considered meth white. I knew what to do but did I want to share my idea. I closed the bag back up and replaced the head and quickly made my way out of the room again. I had hardly made it twenty feet from the door when James and Victoria turned the corner and walked towards me.

James stopped talking as he noticed me. He looked at the door and back to me repeating the process several times before reaching me. "What, may I ask, are you doing down here." I didn't know what to say so I remained silent. "Well?" I still held my tongue. "Fine go to your room and stay there for the rest of the day. You will not eat until you decide to tell me what brought you down here. Now go." I nodded and, trying not to cry, walked down the way they had come.

"James she was up to something. Brother we must act fast we are running out of time. The meth must get there and soon." Victoria said walking into the room to the left of the MGR room.

I couldn't stop the tears from falling this time. I hated it here there was so much wrong with what was going on here. I had just discovered a way to get the meth to Mexico and I didn't know what to do with the information. If I had heard quickly they were running out of time. The question really was did I want to die for this. They would kill me regardless what I did. Only…if I helped them and got arrested then my boss might listen to me and I could get them behind bars on my testimony. It was a long shot but it was all I could think of.

I looked up as the other servant entered the room. She was sporting a black eye and I couldn't help but wince. "Are you ok?" she just nodded. "Is something wrong?" she nodded again. "will you tell me?" she shook her head. I frowned at her and just starred as she just stood watching me. "What are you here for anyways."

"I've been told to tell you that you are to go to room 375 Victoria's waiting for you." I just looked at her. James had promised me the day off.

"What of James?"

"Master was called away and just left a few minutes ago. But you must hurry." I nodded and made my way out of the room and over to the servant stair-case. I exited on the required landing. There was a large group of men standing in the hallway all leering at me. I just scowled and after knocking entered Victoria's room.

"Mistress Victoria." she looked up from her conversation and smiled at me.

"There you are come here and sit behind me while I finish this conversation." I obeyed and sat on the bed.

"As I was saying Duke you are a master with get away driving but I need proof of it. So please go down the stairs and find Felix at the bottom of the stairs he'll direct you.

"Yes and thank you mam." He left.

"Isabella what took you so long to get here?"

"I came as soon as I could mam."

"So you say. I want to know what you were doing in the MGR room today… And before you argue I have video of you entering. Now we can make this easy or hard." I took a deep breath.

"I've found a way to get the meth to Mexico." She just starred at me and I starred back.

"You have, have you? Well what is your genius plan?"

"Inside the animals on the mgr there are bags of white sand. If you replace the sand, not all of it mind, but if you replace the bags with meth you wont be questioned because when they scan they'll register the sand-like qualities. So all you have to do is get the mgr to Mexico. My advice for that would be to pretend to hold an auction. Only make sure the highest bidder is the one wanting the meth. Have him bid for the amount of meth he wants." She just starred at me in disbelief.

"Your sure this will work?" I just shrugged my shoulders. "I will think on this, go clean the guest room by James's study. And the one across the hall."

"Victoria, James promised me the…"

"Yes yes he promised you the day off. However I am not James and James is gone for a few hours so I am in charge. And since when do you call me by my name? I think you need a reminder of who you are. But first clean! The! Rooms!." I glared and left the room going into the one across the hall.

~SEVERAL HOURS LATER~

I looked up from the bathroom floor to see a man standing inside the door frame. "Can I help you?"

"Yes you can my dear." He walked in and closed the door behind him. He quickly made his way over to the camera and disconnected it. I started to panic and ran for the door. I was caught from behind and started struggling. "Calm down! Man officer Swan was right you are a fighter." I stopped struggling and turned in the grasp to face my captor.

"You know Officer Swan?"

"Yes I work in his department I'm trying to get under cover here I was surprised when I saw you walk past though. The task force has been looking everywhere for you. I just starred at him speechless; to in shock to speak. "Listen is there anything you can tell me that might help me to get into their gang?" I slowly nodded. "What?"

"Tell them that you have inside help to get any resource you need and also that you are good with bombs. Since if your on the same task force as me you should be."

"Bombs I understand, but why the resources?"

"They are in need of them, or will be. Now will you let me go?" I asked meeting his green eyes with my own.

"Yes, yes sorry about that" he released me. "and don't worry I'll send word that you're here and we'll begin a rescue mission." he left me sitting on the floor crying as he reactivated the camera and walked out the door. I just sat there shivering I could feel bruises forming on my arms from his tight grip. After several minutes I finished the bathroom and left the room. As I exited I noticed the man who had talked to me enter the bedroom.

I made my way downstairs to the other requested bedroom. I had never been in these rooms as Jamess was on this floor so I wasn't allowed in them for fear of me slipping into it. Or so I'd been told. I was shocked at the splendor of the room. In one word it was magnificent. It had a four poster bed in the corner with a large screen television. And also it appeared to have a porcelain bathroom, library, and another room I couldn't see into very well. However the place was spotless and there was nothing wrong with it. I heard the door open behind me and I grimaced as I felt the burning gaze of James.