2. Crimson

***Back to present time***

"Well aren't you going to answer me?" I asked raising up from the bed.

Yep a bed, apparently instead of tying me to a chair I was placed on the bed.

"Well technically we didn't kidnap you," he said rubbing the back of his neck.

I raised an eyebrow at him and motioned to the room.

"Well it looks like it," I stated folding my arms as he searched for an explanation.

"Miss, you weren't kidnapped, in fact we stopped it, on of our drivers was hired to pick up someone from your club and when she saw that you were rendered unconscious she stepped in," the man by the door said.

Hmmm interesting.

"Okay then, where is the guy that tried to kidnap me?" I asked standing up.

They remained silent. A look passed between the woman and the man in front of me.

Rolling my eyes I decided to be frank with them.

"Okay I know I'm supposed to be a victim and I shock but I'm not alright," I stared into the eyes of the underboss.

"I was "kidnapped" because one of Cris' singers received a drink that rendered her unconscious," I stated.

"Luckily I noticed it before the guy you have downstairs in your hold or cells is the only way I'll know why," I continued folding my arms once more, "so I need to see him and question him please."

Another look passed between my "captors" before they allowed me to go downstairs.

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Following them downstairs was interesting. They didn't see me as a threat which was a huge mistake (even though I'm not one to them).

The underboss and the woman who I think is his girlfriend, laughed, whispered to each other behind me while the other man lead the way.

A quick glance that the underboss, I could tell that she meant the world to him and would be his strength and weakness.

I also learned their names, David (the man in front), Karina (the woman) and the underboss was Jonah.

"Jo, are you sure we should do this, why not wait for the boss," David stated, stalling at the door.

"It's alright David, it's a small matter to handle and boss would do the same," Jonah replied brushing off David's concern.

David, your guard is still up even though I'm just a concerned friend.

Hmmm.

With a sigh, he opens the door and I see it's a tunnel with different rooms that have glass windows.

They lead me to the first door and I saw the guy that tried to kidnap me pacing the room. He looks uneasy. That's good. Would probably be up for negotiation.

"Open it," I stated, David began to protest but Jonah did as I ask.

"Are you sure you want to talk to him?" Karina asked me.

I didn't answer her but walked to the door quickly and pulled it in and locked it.

"Hey!" David screamed as he realized what happened, he was about to open the door when Jonah stopped him.

Jonah just stared at me, I could see the confusion and curiosity in his eyes. I smiled, never assume anything. It's a something I've live by everyday.

I faced the guy, he recognized me with a scowl. Hmmm. He was six ft, medium built, olive complexion with brown shaggy hair. The right height and build to overpower Sara, this person has been observing us.

I walked closer to him, he had a black eye maybe from the fight he had with Jonah's men.

"Who do you work for?" I asked but he didn't answer.

"I ask again, who do you work for?" I repeated getting a bit irritated.

"I don't work for no body lady," he stated.

"Well then you just wanted to drug a girl and rape her?" I asked with fake curiosity.

"Yep," he replied before he hit the floor.

"Wrong answer," I stated as I looked down at him as he held his face looking at me shocked since I punched him.

Pulling him by his shirt, I brought his face to mine, staring into his eyes.

"Who do you work for?" I asked my voice low and dark.

He just proceeded to spit in my face. Wrong choice baka.

I hauled him up dragged him across the room to the chair that had some handcuffs attached to it.

Securing the handcuffs, I took off my heels and broke them off.

"What are you doing?" I don't know who asked it but I didn't answer.

The guy started to spout curses at me but I didn't hear one word. I was furious at this man, at whoever that hired him.

Without second thought, I plunged my heel into the man's leg.

"Ahhhhhh," he screamed out as I pressed the heel deeper.

"I hate to repeat myself, but since you're a special case, I'll repeat my question once more," I said moving my hand away from the wound.

"Who do you work for?"

Still no response, I twisted the heel.

"You crazy bitch, who are you?" He asked.

"To demonstrate what's supposed to happen when a question is asked, I'll answer your question by doing this," I replied will taking off my wig and letting my real hair fall.

"Who do you think I am?" I questioned with a slight smile on my face as the fear in his eyes intensified.

"**Crimson**."

**Jonah's POV**

**"Crimson"**

A name that speaks fear into everyone even me. A fearless assassin or hit man. Some may say.

But what I see before me is someone that loves her crew, her family and is willing to do anything to protect them.

"Jonah, we should stop her," Karina states, her voice small as she stares at Crimson torturing the guy for information.

"Oh yes please do, stop her from killing that man who is our prisoner," a voice spoke out.

I froze. Crap, he wasn't supposed to be here until tomorrow. I glanced at David, his posture rigid, his face expressionless but a flash of fear occurred before he masked it.

I don't blame him, my uncle is a man to be feared. Sure he caring to those that need it but when it's time to be "the boss" he never fails its expectations.

"Boss," I said slowing turning to face him. I glanced everywhere but at him. He cleared his throat, I willed myself to look him in the eyes.

"What is this?" He asked his voice low but angry.

"Well...." I cleared my throat to stall and give him a reason.

But someone else spoke first.