Former Ballerina, Grace Marlyn lives in between two worlds- A full time waiters and an occasional hustler in upstate Manhattan.
Grace have her life planned until one wedding heist that would brings both of her worlds collapsed when she trapped one...
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A familiar creeping sense of hollowness slither behind my neck and down to my spine, ready to drown me into its darkness and hold me until oxygen run scarce and tiny lights flashes before my eyes.
Pieces of glass shattered on the pavement and blood pooled under my face long before I could open my eyes, I can't move. " Somebody call the ambulance," I heard someone screamed, I can't tell which direction the voices came from but I heard them, too far for my eyes to see but close enough for me to listened to their hysterical voice. " Yes please hurry," I heard someone frantically, " She's still under the car," " Grace..." " Doctor Palmer, OP six," I heard new voices when I tried to reopened my eyes, I can't move didn't matter how hard I tried to lift a finger, I can't move. " Car crash, 22, female," " Grace," Someone whispered my name, " Emergency contact on the way," " We need six pack of blood, let's move people," " Careful," Stop... " I'm so sorry," " Hey, I'm doctor Christine Palmer, you're in downtown Manhattan hospital, everything's gonna be okay," " Grace?" I heard a familiar voice calling my name, a voice I just had a fight with," I'm so sorry," " Grace," " Grace," " Grace!" " Hey Grace, you okay?" Pietro asks snapping me back into focus, the same song still play out around us but there are only two dancer left on the stage or so I thought before I turn around quickly, " Yeah," I blurt out and rush back into the table where I left my Manhattan glass and take it within seconds.
Pietro stares at me as soon as I turn around, he looks at me as if he's making sure that I wasn't lying, " Where's your sister?" I ask instead as I try to pull his concern away from me," Where do you think," He says as he shrug a shoulder," Slip through with the waiters after she told me to watch on you, she's on position," He continue, I look over my shoulder as the song starts to slow down before a hand come over my left shoulder.
" Not so fast there," Pietro says with his concerning voice," I don't wanna talk about it," I sigh out a breath, moving myself slightly away from him, He looks at me for a good five seconds before he nods,
" Okay, but breath in first," Pietro says quickly with a nod, I look up over him and take a deep breath in, " All good now?" He asks," If it's gonna make you drop the question then yes," I say looking away from him," Suits yourself," He says, offering a hand toward me," Don't even try, Pietro," I murmur as I grab my purse that I left on the seat, quickly taking out the small earpiece off the lipstick cap.
" So what's the full play?" He asks, standing next to me with hands crossing over his chest," Your sister will do the work on their website to make sure the jewels really are included in tonight's auction," I mutter, " Then we walked in before someone else bought them off," I continue as I switch on the earpiece.
