Jay liked the way she was acting. "You are lucky that I have that movie," he says as he grabs a remote and presses play on it and the DVD player comes to life. They were half way through the movie when one of his men comes in. "Sir! Some one is breaking in to the mansion! I think it is one of Drake's men!" he says as he runs out of the room. Jay then gets up and leaves. This was her chance to leave, no one was guarding the door or even in the halls. They were too busy fighting off what the threat was. Once the threat was done and over with, Jay returns to the theater room to find that she is gone. He turns beat red with anger and storms out of the room "Damn it! You idiotic bastards let her go! Find her now! Or you will pay the price for this mistake!" he snaps as his men. They nod and leave the mansion to find her. Some of them stayed behind to keep guard over the house, just in case there was another threat. Jay sat in his office highly pissed that she made her escape. He began to throw objects against the wall, he was pretty much having a temper tantrum about what had happened.<br/><br/>The guards spent at least two hours searching for her, but they really needed to get back to the mansion to protect their boss. They return withouth her. "Sorry, we searched the entire city, with no such luck." One says. The others were to afraid to speak, for they feared Jay's anger. With a growl of frustration and anger, Jay pulls out a gun from the desk and fires it. Shooting the one that had spoke straight in the head. "Get him outta here and I don't care how long it takes! Finde her now! Or I will kill all of you!" He snaps. The men hurriedly run out of the office, they were running for their lives. A few of the men had taken the body of thier fallen comrade and threw it in the trunk. Before they would search for her again, they would dump his body in a near by body of water.<br/>_____________________________________________________________________________<br/><br/>Drake had come into power of his mafia when his father retired from old age. He was far different than that of his rival, Jay. He didnâ€™t have a temper for one and was a lot smarter too. He  was also more cunning and more experienced as well, even though they were about the same age. He wasnâ€™t the type though to be taken lightly either, he did have a vicious streak. And he didnâ€™t rule his mafia with an iron fist, like Jay did. But he did have a set of rules that they had to follow. He was out for the night, going to the local theater to see one of his favorite plays. Two bodyguards accompanied him, he hated this when he was child, but he was grateful for them now. He had just been done eating at a restaurant and decided just to take a walk down the sidewalk. It was a nice night, and pulse he needed to get out of his mansion.He was dressed in a black pin striped suit with a white dress shirt under neath with a crimson colored tie. He even wore a black pin striped fedora to go with his suit.  His golden colored eyes show his intelligence and somewhat how cold he could really be.<br/><br/>He was on his way to his limo, when some one bumped into him. He looked up to see a young woman. â€œExcuse me,â€ he says as he moves out of the way. But he seen that she looked like she was either in a hurry or some one was chasing after her.<span style="font-style: italic">She looks like she maybe in trouble.</span>he thinks. â€œExcuse me, missâ€¦are you in some kind of trouble? I maybe able to help,â€ he says as he stops her. It was true he could help her any way she needed. Protection, money, ECTâ€¦you name it he probably had it or could get it. He noticed that she looked distressed as well as maybe even a little frightened.<span style="font-style: italic"> I wonder what is making her so distressed?</span>he thinks. He stood there, leaning against the side of his black shiny limo waiting for her reply.