Chapter 1: The Business
1.2 The Business: Trapped
Tears welled up in Camilla’s eyes she just knew both of her parents were dead. She began to sob softly. She started to hear the intruders rambling through their things. She could hear them throwing and breaking stuff. They were going from room to room destroying everything in sight. Camilla began to tremble with fear. She had no idea what to do and she knew that soon they would make their way to her room. Camilla knew she was going to have to make a run for it if she wanted to live. She sat silently in her bedroom closet waiting for an opportunity to run. She began to hear footsteps coming towards her room and tears started to trickle down her face. She heard as they entered her bedroom. Camilla sat and listened as they went through her dresser drawers. She listened as they knocked her make-up and perfume on the floor. Then she heard the footsteps get closer and closer until they were at her closet door. Camilla inched her way to the back corner of the closet and hid behind her clothes.
A hand reached in the closet and rummaged through her clothing. As the hand pushed the clothing all to one side of the closet Camilla’s hiding place was revealed. A tall burly menacing man looked at Camilla and yanked her out of the closet by her ankle.
Camilla began to scream, “Let me go!”
Boss I found somebody in the closet he yelled.
Camilla continued to scream and swing her arms wildly. Leave me alone! She screamed.
The man slapped her and threw her onto the floor.
Camilla began to cry loudly and yell “Why are you doing this, why did you kill my parents!”
Another man walked into her bedroom he was tall and ruggedly handsome. He had this sinister but sexy look about him. Camilla recognized the man from somewhere, she couldn’t put her finger on it but she knew she knew him. Mr. Bastianelli I found her in the closet hiding the tall burly man said to the ruggedly handsome one. It suddenly came to her, she remembered who he was. Mr. Bastianelli was her father’s boss’s name and the man that had killed her parents was his son, Alejandro. Camilla quickly stopped crying then jumped up from off of the floor and slapped him.
You bastard! She yelled. Camilla hit him over and over again in his face.
Alejandro grabbed both of her wrists and shook her. Stop! He yelled very irritated.
Do you want me to shoot her boss? The other guy asked.
No, Vincent get her clothes and shoes then bring them to the house he said calmly. You’re coming with me Alejandro said.
Then he pulled her out of the bedroom.
Camilla’s face had the look of shock and bewilderment as he dragged her down the stairs of her house and out the front door.
Where are you taking me? She yelled.
Your father owes me money and I’m taking you as payment he told her.
She started to scream, “Help!” and began to punch him in the back of his head.
He turned around angrily and said I will shoot you. Calm down! I’m not going to do anything to you he told her. Look your parents are dead, you’re only sixteen and you can’t stay here alone he said.
They are dead because you killed them she said in tears.
Alejandro opened the door of the Rolls Royce and forced Camilla into the backseat. He slid into the backseat next to her and she just burst into tears. Camilla couldn’t believe what was happening. She was going home with the man who had killed both her parents. He had just taken her like a piece of property to makeup for whatever her father had stolen. This was Camilla’s worst nightmare.