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When Simon said, it's his treat, come to the coffee shop, I went and stood there for half a minute. He didn't show up. I was starting to think of something if anything happened to him. So i called him and said " Hey man, I reached here. Wher-" someone interrupted. It was someone new answering Simon's phone. He said he has Simon and I had to do something if I wanted Simon alive. I panicked. I cut the call in the middle of talking. I was really nervous. It happened what i feared. I was thinking about what to do. I kept on thinking. There is no other way. I called Simon. He answered the phone and I said " What should I do?". He laughed and said " At last someone came forward to help him. Ha. I want my money back. What happened was a deal. And i didn't get my payment. Police came and everything messed up. So, I want my money back. If you get that back, you can take him back ALIVE ". I said " Where's the money now?". He said " Collin has my money. He is in the red pub now. He runs the club. The amount is 5 million and I need my money not from somewhere you arranged. I need the money which Collin tried to give ". He cut the call. I didn't check whether he has Simon or not. Oh what foolish I'm talking about. He has his phone, so he does have him. Getting money back from Collin is not easy. He knows it's not easy. That's why he said he needed his money. It's not gonna happen very easily. I have to plan something or i should go and ask him. Let's go with the second one.

I went to the red club. It was night. Like the name, the sign board was in red color spelling RED. Two guards were there at the front. A huge line was standing. Looks like everyone is trying to get inside. I went to one of the guards and said " I want to meet Mr. Collins ". They pushed me. I asked again " I want to meet Mr. Collins. Tell him that Mark sent me ". They looked at me for a sec. They said to someone through their earphones. After a min, they sent me in. I went inside. People are filled there. Dancing and drinking around. They were sniffing something. There wasn't an age limit to sniff that thing. If you have money you can have it. It was served openly. Looks like that's the deal between Mark and Collin. The room was filled with a lot of people and red lights. Collins surely has a huge background connection even though the police are not trying to enter. There were two floors. The underground one was with people and dj. The upper floor was connected to the underground by stairs. It was filled by several rooms. Someone led me to a room on the upper floor. It was an empty room with a table and two chairs facing the opposite. I sat on one. Behind me was a window. I was waiting a while.

Suddenly the door opens and Collin comes in with a few guards. He sat down and said " What's the matter? ". I said " I told a lie to you. Mark didn't send me. Mark has my friend. He says that he wants his money and he leaves my friend alive. So please help me". Collin looked at me and said " Friend i can't do anything. If I give his money back, he will kill me. The money is my safety. I don't want to lose my money. That's why i informed the police about our meeting. So that I can save my money and i got what I need. Sorry I can't help you ". I pleaded, "If you're worried Mark might kill you, I can talk to him. I’ll make sure he lets you live. Just...please, you have to help me." Collin’s expression darkened. He shoved the table aside with a crash, and I flinched, scrambling to my feet. His voice boomed with rage. "You think I'm afraid of him? Who the hell does he think he is? And who the hell do you think you are, to speak to me like that?" He advanced on me, his face twisted with fury. "I won't give you the money. You want your friend alive? Beg Mark for mercy. Now, get the hell out of my sight! GO!!! ". After saying that he kicked me on my chest and I got thrown away through the window and fell down. My back is filled with pieces of window glasses. I got up and walked. The second plan didn't work out and I should move the first plan. I should plan something and take the money. Shit the real pain starts here.

To be continued...