I didn't know how I was going to face the Don, how do I face him to tell him his own daughter was in London now hidden away somewhere we do not know.I decided that before I at least face the Don and maybe not make it out alive, I needed to know how Cara knew about absolutely everything we were planning, at least I'll die knowing I wasn't the only one that was played.With that in mind, I made my way to my room. As I got inside I made sure to lock the door, I didn't want to be disturbed. I took out the keys from the box as I opened the drawer where I kept the laptop, taking it out, I put it on as I again wait for it boot, it came up again with an indication showing I had to unlock with a code, now I needed to think of what possible password Cara could use. I would have given it to one of the computer freaks we had working with us, it wouldn't take them time to break what ever wall she had put up. But I didn't know how the Don would take it with me snooping around his daughter's room.

It been two days since I ran away from New York. Since then it felt like I've been watched continuously, you know that feeling of having someone's eyes on you but when you turn around you find absolutely no one, it has been like that, I know there is a possibility I'll be caught one day, but I don't intend to make it soon. I will make sure that I frustrate them before they can ever find me and I'll do it all by myself.I know I was being too paranoid, I didn't even know if they've found out who was behind everything that happened that night, I have just been living on the maybe, maybe not idea.At one point I was beginning to wonder if maybe I would have killed Gabriel and let him die with my secret, but as soon as that thought came I wiped it away from my mind, I knew that killing him wouldn't do any good, after all nothing can stay behind forever, I'll just live with guilt and more years of hidden secrets.I've been staying in a hotel I found in Sydney, It not the kind of life am use

"STOP!"I heard the guy I was just sitting inside the diner say, but I ignored him and again went to enter inside the taxi, he was giving me bad vibes and I didn't want anything to do with him.But as I go to close the door, he stopped me, "hey, hey, you seem to be running from me, but I don't think something of yours wanted to depart from me," he said while I stare at him in confusion, what does he mean?Seeing my confusion I watch as he brought the hand that he kept behind him dangling my purse in front of me...." hey gimme that, that's my purse," I said as I reached to snatch the purse from him but he pulled back,..... "ma'am are you going or not?" I heard the driver ask....turning to him I said "am sorry Mr please you'll have to go, am sorry for wasting your time,""No problem ma'am," he said as he drove away.I turned back to the annoying man who held my purse, " what is wrong with you? you found my purse and like a gentleman would do, you couldn't quietly return it, I said to hi

As I stepped out of the dressing room I saw Matthew standing with his back facing me as he put his hands in his pocket rocking his heels, "are we going or not? I asked to get his attention, and just as expected, he turned to me, it felt like I physically saw his eyes fall out of his socket, the first thing that had to come out of the idiot's mouth is "will you marry me?" I couldn't control it as I burst into laughter, if not for my dress I would have sat on the floor,When my laughter finally calmed down I turned to him to see him smiling at me, "you know you look good but something was missing and I had to get it, you were frowning so you weren't fully dressed, and had to get a smile," he said,...cheesy I thought to myself.He bent his elbow for me to put mine but I just rolled my eyes and walked away, I heard him laugh before he followed behind me, we got into the car and drove off, we still had time to get to the party before it started, the time was showing 6:30 pm.We arrived at

GabrielThe Don has become more cold If that was even possible, the only person ever deserving of his attention and smile was know where to be found, as his right hand man I am not proud that I haven't been able to find his daughter, she really did a great job at hiding, or perhaps could it be that someone was helping her hide, could her friend know something about her where about but refused to tell me, maybe they've even been in contact with each other but in secret.These past few weeks I've been avoiding the boss in whatever way I could, only coming to his presence when he demanded I see him, because I knew that who ever I was to him wasn't as important as his daughter, I knew that any of these days his reserve would break and I or anyone could be at the receiving end.We had checked everything we could, and all traces and records of her ended in London, it felt like there had never existed a Cara Elena Santiago, I wonder where she was hiding, could it possibly be that she is stil