Song: Will I make it out alive by Jessie Early- Sorry couldn't find lyrics...

Vincent Moretti:

Gabe has been keeping me posted on the night.  I'm at my other club tonight and I know she will not come here with all these girls dancing, most of them nude, some are half nude. Either way I am in the back with my own two girls dancing for some of the guys that I am doing business with.

 He shoots me a text ever so often. The last was about some guy hitting on Ana. I debate if I want to go down there or not, afraid that if I do I might start trouble. I decide to go anyway. I find him up in the VIP with ReAnn. I look around and Ana is not there. I look down on the dance floor below and can't find her anywhere in the room.

"Where is she?"

ReAnn glances over my way. "She said she was going to the restroom."

"And how long ago was that?" I get a little agitated.

She shrugs her shoulders.

I usually don't bark orders at just anyone but so I try to ask nicely, "Go see if she is there will you."

She huffs and gets up anyway. When she comes back she looks worried. "She wasn't in there."

"Fuck!" I make my way to my office and look at the cameras. I play them back and watch her through the night. I see the guy dancing with her and buying her a drink. We watch her walk down to the restroom but never return. I find another camera that leads to the hallway in the back by the restrooms. I watch as she comes out and this fucking guy pulls her against the wall.

"What the hell!" I have to pull up the cameras from outside and I see a glimpse of them in the camera. He is forcing her into the back of his car. My whole body goes tense.

ReAnn starts crying and Gabe is holding her telling her we will get to the bottom of this. "Do you even know that guy?" asks Gabe.

I look at him with a go to hell look. "I think I just might. His name is Mike...Mike Campbell. He did a job for me a while back. Looks like he is asking for trouble."

"Do you know how to find him?"

"It won't be hard too."

"Why does he want Ana...this has nothing to do with her does it; you did this?" ReAnn is crying all over again.

"I didn't do this but believe me he is a dead man for even thinking about looking at her." I call the guys up and everyone is on the lookout to find her. I even have guys go to his hometown and he is not there. He has to be keeping her somewhere close and I know he will be contacting me. I know she is being used as a hostage.

Five hours later I get a call, before I can even say anything he is already talking. "Mr. Moretti, I have what you want. Don't worry she is fine for now. I want two hundred thousand...cash. Drop it off at the corner of Peachtree and Main. I will have someone there. Once I have the money; I will set her free."

"What makes you think I am going to do that?" I growl into the phone.

"Don't play dumb with me. She must mean a lot to you, after all I did take out the jerk that fucked her up. That's what you wanted, right. Let's make it three. Drop the money off or I will fuck her up just as bad but I will make sure she dies for sure this time." The phone clicks off.

Dammit!!! How in the hell did this happen.

Katana:

When the car finally stops, he comes around the back and opens the trunk. I try jumping at him full force and his massive bulk arms stop me. No matter how hard I try nothing works. He picks me up and tosses me over his shoulder like I am nothing. When we get into the run down building, he zip ties my wrist together; then places a gag around my mouth so that I can't say a damn thing. Otherwise I would be calling him every damn word in the book. Well I am now not it's just all muffled.

I have no clue who this guy is and what the hell he wants. I'm forced to sit on the cold hard concrete floor. Several hours later he takes out his phone and dials someone. I'm not sure who he is talking to at first but then I hear him say his name.

"Mr. Moretti, I have what you want. Don't worry she is fine for now. I want two hundred thousand...cash. Drop it off at the corner of Peachtree and Main. I will have someone there. Once I have the money; I will set her free."

I look up at him with worried eyes. What makes him think that Vincent is going to pay that much for me? It's not like we are seeing each other, all I am is an employee.

But then I hear him talk again. "Don't play dumb with me. She must mean a lot to you, after all I did take out the jerk that fucked her up. That's what you wanted, right. Let's make it three. Drop the money off or I will fuck her up just as badbbut I will make sure she dies for sure this time." He pushes the button and his phone goes silent.

He looks at me and smirks. He walks casually over to me and twists the back of my hair into his hands and forces me to look up at him. "Joe was right. You are a sweet piece of ass. I just might have to do you before I give you up." And he licks the side of my face. Suddenly I feel like I'm going to be sick.

I jerk away from him and he pulls my hair tighter.

"Don't fuck with me. Now you play nice. You see that boyfriend of yours is going to make me rich."

I try to say something but it's kind of hard with my mouth gagged. He reaches up and takes it off. The first thing I do is spit right in his face. His reflexes shot right back out at me, his hand slapping the shit out of me right acrossthe face. I can feel blood ooze out of my lip. "He is not my boyfriend...you sick bastard."

"No man is going to pay a guy a hundred thousand to take out a guy for a girl, not unless he is getting some ass," he smirks.

"I just work for him; what makes you think he is going to give you that much money?"

"He will. You watch...he will. He loves you." His index finger sweeps the side of my face from my ear to my lips. He smears the blood over my lips and then reaches down to kiss me. When he leans back I see my blood all 9over his lips.

I hear footsteps coming closer to us. I see a girl in heals and she is glaring at him. "What the fuck Mike; this wasn't the plan."

"Shut the hell up...I'm only trying to scare her," he yells back at her.

"Either way, I don't want you touching her," she hisses back. I assume she is the girlfriend that he had mentioned.

"I need you to stay here with her. I will be back alright. Once we have the money we will let her go."

"How long do I have to be here?" she says as she smacks the gum in her mouth. If I could I would get up and slap the shit out of  her just because she is smacking so loud.

"As long as it takes. Just do it alright." He was about to kiss her but she pushes him away. In the process she the throws a towel in his face. I guess to wipe off my blood from his lips. He quickly wipes it off but then walks off without attempting to kiss her again. He leaves and she stays.

She keeps glaring at me and smacking her gum in annoyance.

"You really think you two are going to get anythingband if you do aren't you worried you are going to get caught."

"Honey, Mike knows what he is doing; I'm not worried." She continues to smack.

"You should be, because I doubt this is all going to turn out the way you think it is. I told him I am nothing to Mr. Moretti...all I do is work for him."

"Yeah...sure...honey I have heard all about him. And he has the money; he will give it up for you. You watch and see." She sits on a wooden crate and gets out her phone. I am sure she is doing some type of social media crap.

Time passes by and all I can think about is dying. Shit, I haven't talked to my dad in days. He has no clue what is going on. ReAnn is probably scared to death. And Vincent...what the hell. He lied to me. He said he had nothing to do with Mr. Harper. He had everything to do with him. He paid off this stranger to kill him. I don't know if I should be like really pissed off or glad that his gone for good. Actually, I'm really pissed off. If he would just stay out of my personal life I wouldn't be here right now. I wouldn't be held hostage. If I make it out of here alive so help me.