Taunting, and kicked the door down, he strode towards him casually.
“Where is the girl?” he snorted.
Oliver chuckled, he has settled in the throne like chair that belonged to Sylvester.
“Why don't we talk like gentlemen?” he requested, grinning.
Jeame arched his eyebrows, he signaled the man standing at the corner, he stepped forward, and sudden fire emerged from his body.
The flame covered his entire body, exuding heat.
“Hahaha!” he laughed heartily, Jeame ignored him, and saw the man culminating flame standing before him.
The man darted towards Jeame, before Jeame could react, he punched his chest
Smack!
He was force backward, his legs brushing the floor, he looked at his shirt, it has been burnt by the heat of the flame.
His eyes turned red, and he howled at the two of them, his fingers, elongated and transformed to sharp claws.
Lucy stirred, the howling of Jeame, have woke her from slumber, the brightness dimmed her eyes, before she adjusted to her surroundings.
She turned her head towards the right, and saw that she is sleeping in a cell, the memories of Jack and her, started flooding her memory.
She quickly stood on her feet, and ran to the gate, she held it.
“Someone help me!” she screamed.
Jo dressed smartly, a knock came on the door, he strode towards it, and opened it, letting the person at the door in.
“Hey, you look cute” Amanda said, smilingly.
Jo stopped what he was doing, and stared at her “really?” he asked, Amanda nodded.
He walked towards her with a smug smile, and her back stiffened, he kept approaching her, forcing her to the wall.
She stacked to the wall, while Jo stood very close to her, her heart beat rapidly, he leaned towards her face, making her blushed.
“How do I smell?” he asked, torturing her with his closeness.
Amanda stared at him silently, her throat dried, she licked her lower lip with her tongue, her action, made Jo's muscles tightened, the urge to grab and kiss her succulent lips surged.
A knock came on the door, and he let her go, Amanda scurried out of the room, almost running into the man who had come to serve Jo.
She shut the door to her room fiercely, and rested weight on the door, she shut her eyes briefly, she lifted her palm, and touched her cheek.
She blushed profusely, basking in the euphoria of having Jo, very close to her.
Sam and Jack gathered around Jeane, listening to her, Bella watched them from a distance, standing with her two bodyguards.
“What do you think, Jack?” she inquired.
“I don't think we should involve the cops, what if, he hurt Lucy” he retorted, Jeane thought about it.
They have explored so many options, but none of them is favorable.
“Why don't let Jeane get in, then, sneak Lucy out, before going in with the cops, and capture the motherfucker” Sam commented, rolling up his long sleeves.
“Nice plan,