Shane: You are the most amazing DJ I’ve ever heard. And I’m feeling even luckier than ever to be able to have you by my side. Almost a dream.

Carmen: You don’t need to dream, because I’ll always be here with you.

Shane: Maybe this is what it feels like to have an angel.

Carmen: You’re too sweet. This is why I love you so much. You’re always spoiling me with praises.

Shane: It’s because you deserve them.

Carmen tippy toed and shared a passionate kiss with Shane to reward her for all her sweet talk. She had to pull apart reluctantly because her break was over for the night.

Carmen: I love you babe, watch me at the booth.

Shane: I will. Don’t tire yourself out. Love ya.

Shane smiled and let Carmen return to the booth. She returned to her VIP table and waited for Carmen to finish. People weren’t leaving even as the time was getting late. Shane looked at her watch. It was nearly one in the morning. Shane rubbed her eyes feeling a bit tired from the dancing and the drinking. Her gaze returned to Carmen who was dancing the night away while creating mystifying music. The feeling of relaxation didn’t last long. As Shane was slipping into slumber, a loud bang followed by more awoke her. Terrified screams filled the air.

Shane: Carmen!

She jumped onto the table just in time to see two masked men pick Carmen up and drag her through the door. Shane leapt into the crowd. She ran for the door. She reached for her gun, but came up empty. She wasn’t a cop anymore. She didn’t have a gun.

Shane: Fuck! Carmen!

Shane ran out of the club following the men as they stuffed Carmen into a van.

Carmen: Shane! Help! Shane!

Shane ran towards the men, but one raised his gun and the bullets grazed Shane’s left cheek and right arm sending her crashing to the floor.

Woman: That’s enough. Let’s go.

Shane got up and chased after the van as it turned into the streets. She ran and ran until the van disappeared.

Shane: Fuck fuck fuck! Carmen!

She screamed in agony of losing her. Shane went back to the club that was now deserted except for the workers, Kit and Alice.

Kit: Where’s Carmen?

She asked when she saw Shane trudge in like she had lost her soul.

Shane: They took her. They took her.

Alice could see the knuckles on Shane’s fists turn white. She shook with anger.

Shane: Kit I need to use your phone.

Kit took Shane to her office and Shane called Jenny and told her what happened.

Jenny: I’ll tell Cezar right away.

Shane: Don’t, not now. This is clearly not some robbery. They came in just for Carmen. I think it has something to do with the case.

Jenny: Not everything is about that case you know! If we have Cezar’s men looking for her we’ll find her faster!

Shane: No. Listen to me, I’m going back to the police station and I’m going to find Carmen.

Jenny: Cezar will kill you when he finds out.

Shane: This is the safest way of getting Carmen back. Are you in?

Jenny: Fine, he won’t be back until at least a week or two. I’ll lend you all the fire power and man power you need. Just get her back.

Shane: Thanks Jenny.

Jenny: I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it for Carmen.

Shane: I know.

Shane hung up the phone and asked Kit for the first aid kit. Alice helped her bandage up her cheek and her arm. She thanked them and drove their car back to the mansion where she met up with Jenny. They discussed plans and Jenny gave back Shane’s phone and keys to her silver bike. Shane pulled on her black helmet and pulled out of the driveway with her tires screeching.

Shane:  Wait for me Carmen. I’ll protect you.

Carmen sat bound to a chair under a beam of light in the same warehouse she was kept a year ago.