chapter 177: You Raped Her?

chapter 177: You Raped Her?
Chapter 177: You Raped Her?

Damien

“You are right, I did take Jasmine but when I was done with her I let her go, probably shouldn't have done that because now her father is trying to find her again.” Marcus said.

“What the fuck did you do to her?” He smiled.

“Not much, I just got some nice information out of her. She lied about a few parts though, and didn't know that until after I let her go.”

My heart dropped, she had told him our secret? No she wouldn't.

“She wouldn't do something like that.” I said.

“I had to force it out of her, her little cries were adorable and I can see why you guys kept her now. Nice catch.” My body was in a rage.

“You fucking raped her, didn't you?” 

“I put her to use, I bought her so I had full control. Besides, she wanted to make sure you guys didn't die.”

“Those bombs, that was from you? I should have guessed that actually, where the hell is she now then if you let her go?” He shrugged his shoulders.

“Beats me, it was just a random location I dropped her off in.”

I shook my head and just chuckled to myself before looking back at him.

“No idea why I was bluffing, have fun in hell.” 

And with that, I shot him right in the head twice, watching his lifeless body fall down to the floor. I smiled to myself as I walked over and stepped on his body on the way out of the room, running downstairs to find Ronald. I was careful so nobody would see me, running over to a room I saw him in. I glanced down at the floor to see Carlos's dead body. Doing a small cheer in my head before I jumped over it. 

“Ronald?” I called, he looked over at me and I stopped right in front of him.

“Jasmine is not here, we have to go follow Charles because he is looking for her.” 

He said nothing more and gave me a nod, taking out his phone to text Grayson so he would hurry downstairs. We both ran out of the mansion and headed straight for the car. I wasn't going to talk about what Jasmine did, no one has to know for now. Either way, I will make sure we won't kill her.

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Ronald Pov.

The three of us were in the car, I was driving as fast as I could to catch up with Charles but I still saw no sign of his car. It was pretty hard to miss his car, but yet I still couldn't find him. I didn't know what he would do to Jasmine if he found her and I didn't want to find out now.

“How the hell are we supposed to find her?  Marcus could have dropped her off anywhere, he didn't even remember where it was.” Damien said.

“I don't know, maybe Charles knows where he is going so we just have to find him and keep following him.” I replied, keeping my eyes on the road.

“How would he know if he wasn't there?” Grayson asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

“The trackers on his car probably.” 

A comfortable silence fell on us after that, trying to think of what our next moves could be. Without a location or a way to track her, we were lost and our only hope was just to see if maybe some good luck would finally come to us. I really hope she was okay, I just needed to know she is still alive, especially after knowing she has been gone for two weeks. I had the idea that maybe she found someone to help her at least, but I still wouldn't know who it was.  It wouldn't make sense though, if she did find someone to help her, wouldn't have thought to call any of us? Unless she forgot our number then that could be a reason.

“Ronald?” Damien called from the backseat.

“Yes, Damien?”

“Is your phone ringing?” He asked and I shook my head.

“No, why?” 

He patted himself down and so did graysib, I guess he was hearing something ring or felt a vibration. Grayson soon pulled out a phone, seeing it was mostly likely a scam call and hung it up. When I looked at the phone, I noticed that it wasn't his phone.

“Who do you have Jasmine's phone?” I asked, glancing at him before looking back at the road.

“Someone was calling it a while ago, I think she saved someone's number since there was an unfamiliar name on it but I couldn't unlock the phone to see who it was. I just kept it with me.” He replied, setting it down on his lap. 

“224466,” Damien suddenly said. Grayson looked back at him.

“That is the password.” He said.

“How the hell did you do that?” I asked.

“First of all, it is written on the inside of her phone case because she said she was scared of forgetting it. Second, she told me.” He replied.

Grayson picked the phone back up after that and tried to unlock the phone. When he surprisingly unlocked the phone, he quickly went to check who it was that was calling her the last time.

“Who the hell is Jason?” He asked, seeing as that was the second last person to call her phone 

My eyes widened, remembering that name from somewhere. Thinking back to it, I remember him as one of the guys who were trying to hurt her in the alleyway I took her away from. But that didn't make sense, how could she save his phone number? Have they seen each other recently?

“He was one of those guys I was talking about before I first brought Jasmine home.” I replied. 

“She knows she wasn't supposed to be saving numbers without us knowing, especially this guy.” Grayson grunted, running his hand through his hair.

“Call the number and see if he answers.” Damien suggested.

“And say what to him?” he asked.

“Just put it on speaker, hurry up.”

Grayson rolled his eyes at Damien's demand, pressing on the phone and it began to ring. He put it on speaker so that we could hear, it took a while before we finally got  a hold of somebody.

“Umm, hello?” A man answered on the other side of the line, his voice sounding slightly confused.

“Hello, is Jason by any chance? Damien asked. It was silent for a minute until he spoke again.

“Who is this?” 

“Just answer the phone, are you Jason?” He asked again.

“Yes, I am Jason. Who are you?”

“My name is Damien, I am with Grayson and Ronald. I am not sure if you have talked to Jasmine or something but we really need to find her. Do you know…”

“Hold on,” he said before his voice got distant.

“Are you okay?”