"I don't want to stay here, but I'm sure as hell not gonna die. But, we have some requirements if you want us to stay. Right, P?" I asked her, but I kept my eye on the four criminals in front of us.

"Right, Teddy," she said, "First of all, you are not going to tell us what we can and can't do. I'm an individual, just like you are."

I'm not entirely sure where our sudden confidence came from, but we might as well use it. I need some way to stay alive in this place. If threats and rudeness is the only way I can do that, that's fine with me.

"To add to that, I don't want any of you trying to make us think like we're less than you. You guys aren't any more professional than we are." I said sternly.

Ashton walked over to me. He walked in circles around me as he said, "Oh but, love, we are professionals, whereas you two are just some pretty girls off the street," he stopped and looked me right in the eyes. His face was way too close, "We know our way around pretty much everyone."

"So do we! I've killed before, nearly went to prison for it. But I got away with it. What does that tell ya?" Dora said as she crossed her arms and stared at Ashton. He smiled evilly.

"I know so much more about you than you think I do!" He said and clapped his hands together once. He was amused by this.

"Teddy, what happened to your so-called girlfriend? Why did she just randomly disappear?"

"You didn't..."

"Oh, but I did."

He... He killed my girlfriend? She was my everything. I almost died without her. I was devastated. The police found her body in a creek, no signs of what had happened expect for a gun in her hand. That's a huge sign, actually. I thought she took her own life. Ashton fucking killed my girlfriend?!

"I am going to kill you!" I yelled as I took the dagger out of my belt loop and put the same hold on him that I did Michael. Almost effortlessly, he knocked the weapon right out of my hand and pushed me away. How the fuck does he do this?

"You have got to work on your moves, kid. That was a good one, but now I can tell it's your go-to defense mechanism. Plus, I'm much stronger and taller than you, so that was easy to get away from. The people we go after aren't very nice. You're gonna need to up your game."

I looked over at Dora. She gave me a reassuring look. Neither of us wanted to die. But I also do not want to be associated with the man who murdered my girlfriend. How did I get myself into this mess? And how do I get myself out of it...?