The Whitehouse.
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"Come out, come out wherever you are. Princess." Killa mimicked the cartoon-like voice, while making his way through the complex maze insearch of Vanessa.
He knew that she was here, and she's lost just like he was too. If there's anything, he wasn't used to, that would be trying to solve complex situations like he was, and he was just a step away from losing his sanity if he doesn't find her before Miguel does, well that would be if he was still alive.
"I just want to talk, Vanessa. I won't hurt you." Killa added, before taking up his phone to see that he hasn't received any messages from his men, who he had put up to take her bodyguard out of the picture.
At this point he knew that something was wrong, and without waiting any more time. He fired his gun high since he was sure she's going to hear it. Killa was sure he heard a whimper coming from Vanessa. She was closer than he could think.
