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The next day the pair both tried to hide the awkward smiles. They sat across from each other at the table and ate silently. The clinking sound of forks hitting the plates made it even worse. Trace's rapid knocks on the apartment door stopped their movements.

Fitz's went to answer the door and saw Trace with a cut on his eyebrow, trying to catch his breath.

"What happened to you?"

"We gotta go." Trace ignores his question.

"Not until you explain what the hell happened."

Rosaline peeps around the corner, trying to hear the boys conversation.

"Daphne is back."

Fitz stays silent for a moment, processing the information before turning on his heel. He makes his way towards Roseline.

"I have to go, I'll be back later, don't answer the door for anything." He instructs while sliding on some shoes.

"Where are you going?"

"I have business to take care of, I'll be alright." He squeezes her hand in his.

"Am I missing something here?" Trace quirks an eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" Rose looks over at him.

"You two seem very close this morning."

"It's nothing, we're just on the same page now." Fitz quickly releases her hand and grabs his jacket.

"If there's anything I can do just call me, I put my number in your phone." She gives a small smile.

"You gave her the phone back?" Trace asks.

"Yeah I'll explain later, we gotta go." They quickly leave the apartment and get in Fitz's truck.

It was only 11:30 in the morning so the sun was out and shining. Things like this usually happen at night.

"So she had her men beat you?"

"Yeah they came to my place and tried to get info out of me but I didn't tell them anything." Trace nods.

"Good, why is she so obsessed with me anyway?" Fitz hits the steering wheel.

"I have no idea but that bitch is crazy as fuck."

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"I told you I'm not interested so just go back to wherever the hell you came from!" Fitz yells to the slim girl in front of him.

"Is there someone else?" She glares.

"No."

"Oh dear, there is. Who is she, tell me who stole my love from me?" She balls her fist up.

"I'm not with anyone!"

"Fine, since you're obviously trying to protect someone, I'll figure it out by myself." She quickly injects him with a needle as he goes limb in her arms.

Trace stood outside watching the scene from her window, thinking of a plan.

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Rose: hey you've been gone all day, I just wanted to ask if everything went well?
7:15 pm

Rose: I just want to know if you're safe
8:54 pm

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