August pov
I couldn't just leave Rhythm in her dressing room so I left my number in case she wanted to call me. Besides she didn't want to talk to me in the first place. I wanted to stay behind and talk but I had another job to attend to. While walking out of Rhythm's dressing room my phone begins to ring. "Hello!" I answered grabbing a bottle of water sprinkling Rhythm a bit as her eyes opened. "What the hell?" Rhythm questioned. "I'll explain later, call me I left my number." I responded rushing out the room as I was informed about a mission from a woman and msn who was killed years ago from a bank. What really caught my attention was a child was left in the car finding out her parents died the same day. Turns out the little girl name was Rhythm. Fuck!!!!! "I'll be there!" I replied hanging up walking to my Maserati starting up the car driving off to my first mission which was the bank to get information.
