Sold? Oh Please.

Paul fought hard to follow Jason but once he began to lose direction and his eyes lulled to a dizzying extent he decided to speak up. "Cops are out looking for her everywhere, they'll find her trust, Jamie." 

"And if Goerge gets to her first? What then?" Jason asked ignoring Paul's advice he continued to pace. 

Paul opened his mouth but no words came forth so he just sighed and leaned back into the chair. This was honestly getting frustrating, it was never a calm moment with these two something always had to be happening. As soon as his head touch the soft couch his phone vibrated in his pocket, without caring to look at who it was he answered and put it to his ear.

"Hello?" 

"What?! Did you just say, Jessie Marin?" Paul sat up and Jason's pace finally came to a screeching halt. "I'm on my way, take them somewhere safe start a check-up I'm on my way." He stated, grabbing his coat he staggered to his feet.

"What? Is that Jessie?" Jason asked, his eyes wide and his voice shaky.

"I don't think so, two girls just got to Song hospital, the highway branch saying that Jessie sent them." 

"And Jessie?"

"She wasn't there, I'm going over now to find you-" his phone rang in his grasp again. Quickly answering his brows furrowed and Jason tapped his feet as he waited for the call to be over.

"There are saying that there are two girls in the head Song branch looking for me... from Jessie." 

"The girls! The ones that Jamie mentioned were still missing from the auction house." Jason replied and with a snap of his finger, Paul added, "does that mean they also escaped? Perhaps she is sending g them to the hospitals to get treatment?"

"What about her? She needs treatment as well" Jason exasperated. "I'll come with you."

"Wait I'll call Jamie first, the cops need to be there as well," Paul replied as he dialed the number. "Hello, Jamie?"

"Mr. Song? How can I help you? If you called to ask about Jessie Marin please inform Mr. Kang that he will still be the first to know when we get any information." Jamie said through the phone and Paul glanced at Jason with a sigh.

"I'm putting you on speakerphone and I am not calling for information, wait... I am just not your information I have information for you." He rambled and in an instant, the phone was out of his grip.

"The girls you said were missing from the auction house have started turning up" Jason stated curtly. 

"What?"

"Jason that's not- Jamie it's not confirmed yet but four girls have turned up to both my hospitals asking to see me with the news that Jessie sent them." 

"And can you send me pictures?" 

"I am not there physically but I could make some calls, I am headed to the main branch right now though"

"I'm coming with you" Jason cut in.

"No!" Jamie exclaimed through the phone. 

"Don't even think of stop-"

"I know what you want to say but it's not the best idea for you to leave. If these girls are turning up at Paul's hospitals she might be planning to come to you. There must have split up to make it harder for George to find them." Jamie stated, "I understand how desperate you are but stay put Jessie might come to find you. You don't want to be missing when she does."

"I promise to call you the moment I get to the hospital okay?" Paul stated, dashing out of the office. "I'm going to the main hospital."

"Then I'll go to the branch located around the highway" Jamie replied. 

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"You are going to get me to George's bunker without being seen," Patricia said, both women sending threatening glares at one another as they stood a distance apart. 

"You still haven't told me why I should help you?" 

"Twelve years ago, you worked for a secret organization called Paradise, stealing information and hiding it as well." 

"And?" Lenora hissed.

"Look at this" Patricia said handing Lenora a piece of old and worn paper, "do you remember that?"

Lenora to the paper from Patricia with hesitance, staring at her then back at the paper she read through it, "yes, about the cop caught for stealing and selling police information. What does this have to do with me?"

"That cop was the IT expert of the police and he was framed for stealing police information eight years ago, you were only seventeen. The principal time you stole information for paradise, he was fired and sentenced to ten years in prison, but he died in a prison riot. You know prisons are never safe places for cops, coincidentally that cop is your boyfriend's father." Patricia said, smiling as it began to dawn on Lenora.

"What are you saying," Lenora asked, her voice trembling. 

"I'm saying Lenora that it's time to break up with that boyfriend of yours, you have to admit you are just too toxic for him," Patricia said.

"You're lying, It's not true I never did anything like this, I didn't frame anyone!" 

"You didn't but your employers did, my goodness you are such a good liar. Acting all innocent and naive when you acted like you just found out about paradise. I mean you could give both Jessie and me a run for our money." 

Lenora clutched the paper in her hands in disbelief, her hands trembling as tears burned her eyes. what the hell? Just as she was trying to be good, your past does catch up to you, doesn't it? 

"I could just tell him myself, what would you do then?"

Patricia shook her head, "You won't, you are not a good person Lenora. You are selfish and you put yourself first, just like me, just like Jessie and there is nothing wrong with it. I don't see any other way to live. You need Jamie in your life, you love him too much to have me hate you and if you tell him you are responsible for his father's death he will hate you."

"Shut up!" She screamed clutching her ears but Patricia was not done.

"So you would rather lie and be by his side, which is wonderful for me because now you will do anything and everything I ask of you to be sure I won't just send him such an explosive package." 

"But you do not have any proof I worked with Paradise do you?"

"You and I both know I don't need any, you have betrayed him too much for him to not believe this" clapping her hands Patricia shrugged off her coat and walked to the couch, sitting on it she leaned back and crossed her legs. "Now what's the plan to get me to George's bunker? I will inform you that I have no idea where it is."

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Dirt, dust and sweat coated the two women moving through busy streets with stealth and speed, moving as fast as their fatigued limbs took them. "How much farther? The sun has almost set" Jocelyn asked as they walked past a cafe, doing their best to belong even though they stuck out like sore thumbs. 

"It should be around here, I just need to find the building" Jessie replied, looking around frantically, Jocelyn was right, the last thing they wanted to do was be in the street when the moon came out. Like sheep to the slaughter, "over there, it's a cop car we should go ask for help." Jessie pointed walking towards it until Jocelyn grabbed her back.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?!" Jocelyn said in a harsh whisper, "you can't go to the cops! They are corrupt and probably working for George, haven't you noticed how many cop cars have been out on patrol today?"

"But that could be for any reason" Jessie insisted.

"It too much of a coincidence to be dismissed, I did not make it out this far to go back. By all means, we have to avoid the cops, now concentrate on finding the house we are supposed to go to." Jocelyn said and Jessie sighed, long and hard. As annoying to admit she was right. 

She even went to prison because of police corruption, just what was this country turning to? You couldn't even ask for help from the people that were supposed to offer it. "What if we borrow a phone and I call Jason? I can't seem to find the house" Jessie suggested after a while of fruitless walking.

"You had this in your pocket all along and you didn't say so?" Jocelyn spat, too weak to yell.

"I know his number but I am not sure of some numbers, you see the only thing I can cram is my lines, nothing else sticks. And the only number I have managed to cram is-"

"Yours?"

"No, it's-" Jessie froze, shaking off the painful memory "never mind. Look over there, let's ask the guy selling hotdogs for his phone." 

They hurried to the guy but as they walked Jocelyn's cry started Jessie and she spun around to see Jocelyn on the ground as well as another person. 

"I am so sorry, are you okay?" Jocelyn asked.

"I'm fine, are you?" Jocelyn nodded.

"Lenora?"

"Jessie?!"

"Oh thank goodness, Jocelyn she is the one I was looking for, oh Lenora you have no idea what we've been through looking for your place. Get up we're going home with her."

"What?!"