chapter nineteen

"Hello!'' Jessica shouted banging the door lightly.

" Can someone please get me some food, I'm starving.'' she said politely, trying to pull against the doorknob but to no avail.

'' quiet down in there.'' she heard a hoarse voice making her hopes go up in discovery that she was not alone.

" Can you hear me, can you please get me some food or open the door at least. I think someone locked me in here by mistake.'' her pleas were as innocent as that of a baby, the guards outside the door could not help but look at each other confused.

The Job of New York's syndicate mafia was to sweep up any threats as they soaked up new territories. Enzo Romano was the head of this, while his father, was busy on the other side of Europe. Nature of crime run deeply in the Romano blood. It was a heritage that Enzo Romano had gotten when he took over his father's business therefore giving him the opportunity to soak up larger territory in Europe.

This is why Enzo was so hell-bent on making sure that Jessica was not a spy. He needed to straighten all loose ends. to make sure that everything run smoothly. He had dedicated his life to making his Empire secure enough for the practices of any crime. to him, it was not about the money, it was about proving himself to his father.

Even though they got that were positioned at Jessica's door hated her whines, they couldn't do anything because they were waiting for the command of their boss.

They had been given specific instructions that The Captive was not to be given any food or water. this was a tactic that Enzo Romano had been taught by his father as a start-up for severe interrogation. Enzo did not favor gender as long as he saw it as a threat to his Empire. He had pledged his allegiance to make sure that the crime world remained safe. Equally, The Mafia King was tasked with making sure that secrets of the new york underworld were going to remain there.

"Please, if you can hear me, open this door please..'' she begged again.

When Jessica was placed into that room, there is nothing that could have been more confusing than that. She could not get herself to stop pacing. She wasn't a fan of staying in one exact position at the same time without doing anything. Jessica's solution for dealing with her problem was always to keep herself busy. when she was back at home, she used to occupy her mind with others reading romantic books, or cooking or watching those action movies that always seemed to amuse her. what had happened yesterday however seemed more of reality than a movie. it was slowly kicking in that perhaps the real deal was happening.

Jessica had taken all this time to realize that the men she met yesterday did not mean any good. she had already tired herself of moving around the furniture and trying to design the interior of the room in a different setting. when she looked around, She had realized that she was in some type of guest bedroom. the setting of it was extremely luxurious even more beautiful than the home she had designed for her mother back in New York. Jessica could not fathom where she was but she understood how she got there. she had however made the decision that we never the Bad Guys came in, she Would convince them to change their ways and become good.

''Maybe they are not bad men after all. but why did the other man die?'' Jessica Asked herself as the image of the man who was lying dead on the floor of the tunnel plastered itself in her mind. she couldn't get that picture of her head. she tries to think of a thousand possibilities as to what might have ended his life but she only comes up with the solution that the bad men who took her might have known something.

She remembers what had transpired between her and her before she decided to take that walk away from the hotel. Jessica feels betrayed because her mother had wanted to sell her for marriage to a man who was way older than her. for the first time ever, Jessica was internally happy because she got caught up in a different place and supervised by her mum.

Her innocent mind could never make her understand that where she was was not as safe as home. Now that she was already tired of banging on the door and begging whoever was on the other side to open it for her, Jessica allowed herself to slide main unseemly against the wall and finally Siri on the floor. her hands rested over her folded knees. she had already seen enough of the roof and nothing spectacular City anymore. Jessica did not see any danger to where she was, she Innocently believed that someone had mistakenly locked her into the room.

the girl still held so much faith in Humanity. She had lived all her life, or at least the eight months That She Wants to Be her life, Believing that life was only like in the movies. The girl had never seen any real wild and this was her first time interacting with the real world away from the presence of her mother. she hoped that the handsome man who looked like her favorite TV character had good food and at least give her something to eat. Jessica had felt the attraction towards him like the ones she always reads in her romance books. all this was new to her but she hoped that the man also felt the same for her.

if only she knew!

Soon enough, Jessica Closed her eyes and allowed her mind to rest on the memories that she still heard of her mother. she remembered just 3 days ago when her mum was busy telling her stories about their life back in London. Jessica's mother had explained to her daughter that they had moved away from London because they had no family left there.

All that Jessica understood was that her father had died from a bad accident and there was no family left for the both of them. She never questioned her mother because her mind had never been one to conjure up any ideas. Jessica fully trusted her mother and she would never stand the idea of Mrs. Hayman lying to her.

What had happened two days ago, however, made Jessica begin to doubt the intentions of her mom. She wondered why her mum would try to pair her off with that old man and deceive her that they were once lovers. Even with a memory of only eight months, Jessica could tell that something was not right.

She still remembers the name that rings in her ears, when her mother mentioned ' Nick Thomas'. She wondered who he was. She wondered whether they were related or if Nick Thomas was some guy that she dated before she lost her memory. Jessica wondered why her mother would be so hell-bent on keeping her away from her past life.

Had there been secrets that Mrs. Hayman was hiding from her daughter? Is there something that Mrs. Hayman wanted Jessica to completely forget and put behind them? All these were the Plague of questions that still roamed around Jessica's head. This is what still kept her occupied even in the void and silence of the room.

She was trying to connect the dots. To understand what her mother would gain out of her marriage with Mr. Gonzalez. Jessica remembers how familiar those two were talking. She felt as though Mr. Gonzalez and her mother have known each other a while back and that they only met up on purposes of that union.

She feels betrayed.

Betrayed by the only woman she knew.

Betrayed by her own mother.

Jessica began singing the little chorus that her Mum always sang to her whenever she was braiding and combing her hair. It was in the Russian language and Enzo Romano, who was watching her through the CCTV was more than shocked to hear how the American Girl spoke Russian so fluently.

"she has to be a spy.'' he says to himself, anger brewing inside him like a tipping pot on fire.