I woke up in a mess my mascara is smeared all over the place my hair is greasy and I feel like shit.
Can this get any better?
I laugh in sarcasm.
Marta is missing .
I look like shit.
And my room is a mess.
I need to get my shit togheter,I try to get out of my bed but my head is pounding I feel like I drank a shit ton of  alcohol last night.I don't even remember getting home last night.
I pick up my favourite hoodie from the ground it is all crumpled but you know what that is the least of my concerns right now.
Firstly I need to know what the robber was looking for because it looks like he was looking for something specific.
I go in Marta's room it is a mess but her room is always a mess so no surprise there.I look around her room posters and clothes everywhere but it looks like nothing is missing I head out of her room when something catches my attention in trash bin there is a bright red paper which I have never seen before.My curiosity gets the best of me and I open it only to find a  phone number.
I run to my room to get my phone.
What the fuck my wallpaper is  different I  am there and with me there is someone else it looks like a men but his eyes are so unnatural they are pitch black and he is looking at me strange.Okey maybe I am overthinking it I will focus on the task that I have now which is trying to call that person who's number was on the paper.
I dial the number it rings holy shit to be honest I didn't expect it to ring,someone picked up.

"Hello?" I ask
"Hello Katherine,we have been waiting for your call for some time" Male voice says, but deamn his voice is quiet scary but hot at the same time.
"Firstly who the fuck are you and what do you want?"
"I assume you know what I want but if you don't then that is disappointing,and before you ask,yes I have Marta,she was hard to get but you only need a little help from a very dear friend who happens to be in love with her but she is safe ,for now I locked her in a cell with her dear Nate ."
"You know what, I have no clue about what you want but I know for certain that if you will do anything to her or me then I swear to you ,trying to get anything from me will be the least of your worries because I will come for you and I will tear you to pieces."
"Katherine, you don't go around telling people threats,do you?" He says with amusement.
"You know what,fuck you."
I hang up.
I have dealt with a great number of assholes but he I think tops them all.
My phone pops with a message. I check it and it is just coordinations to a place.More precisely location to a beautiful palace.
-Come here tomorrow afternoon at five pm
The text was straight forward without any unnecessary words but also it contained a very simple threat that if I ignore this text there will be consequences.
I desperately need some fresh air and a new sword or two wouldn't hurt right?
I laughed at myself, I feel like a crazy person because this is not what I had in mind when I wanted to go to Paris, I wanted happiness,romance,some money wouldn't hurt too but that's for another lifetime.
Right now I need a drink and a sword to kick some asses,that bitch will pay.