"Hello, Boss..."
"What's up?" He groaned, stretching his hand to stop Elena
"It's payment time" she chuckled
"I'm kind of busy right now"
"Oh. Have you killed him yet?"
"No. Why?" He turned to Zayn, "We were just about to"
"Great— don't do it yet. Place the phone on his ears"
He placed the phone on his ears and shouted out, "Done"
He couldn't tell what she said but whatever that was made Zayn very scared.
"N–No... Not her" Zayn cried as he took the phone back, "P–Please... No" he struggled to free himself
"What was that?"
"Not your business..." She snapped, "Motel outside town, the Madam has some work for you" she added, hanging up.
"N–No... Please... No!"
Trent lowered Elena's hand's down as she raised it to pull the trigger.
"Wait" he squatted before Zayn.
"What was that about?"
Zayn just stared at his face, muttering some words.
"Who's she?"
He flinched as Trent asked this.
"Tell me and I might help— I don't like you but I just might"
"A–Au–rory..."
