Estella mumbled forcing her eyes to water and to make herself sound convincing and vulnerable. Walt nodded his head and grabbed his notepad to write her words down. He wasn't shocked that she was speaking now it was bound to happen and he knew that she wouldn't want to go to prison. She was a Mexican rich girl and there's no way she would fit in a jail filled with foreign things she had never seen but on films.

The next hour was filled with her saying lies and stuttering to make the process last longer. Walt was getting annoyed along with the others but were intrigued and didn't once think they were hearing actual lies. Estella felt proud of herself knowing the driver would be close to Guadalajara to notify Miguel.

"Where is he now?" Walt asked the burning question after she had finished her long detailed made up story. Estella looked away and nodded her head trying to make it seem that she was disappointed to have to so-called give her ex-fiancé away to the police.

"I don't know but I can lead you if you take me." Estella looked at the men keeping up her persuasive act. Walt whispered to the men to quiet for Estella to hear or understand.

"No we'll figure it out. For now you stay put." Walt told Estella who momentarily nodded her head and looked down at her hands. She hoped that the driver would speak to Miguel or else this would be her demise.

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Miguel stood outside his balcony a lighted cigarette in his hand as he stared out at the dark sky. He missed having Estella lying her head on his shoulder and couldn't believe she had turned him down back at the prison. He knew she was right with her words but it still felt unreal. He was slowly losing everyone left and right and didn't like that. He wanted to marry Estella but now had been too much of an idiot to realize how good of a woman she was. He had lost a great woman, and he regretted it.

"Patrón I'm sorry to disrupt your night but this man says he knows something about Estella. He begged to come in and wouldn't listen when we told him you weren't taking any requests to meet." A sicario informed Miguel entering his room along with some timid appearing man. Miguel furrowed his eyebrows immediately recognizing the man to be Estella's personal driver the one that had driven her to the prison earlier that day.

"No it's fine. Go." He shooed away the sicario as the driver looked at anything but Miguel. He was scared that Miguel would somehow blame him for Estella's kidnapping. He had only came here since in his mind and heart knew that he couldn't allow the woman to get hurt. Or the fact that Miguel would go after him if she would get hurt.

"Okay what happened then? Where's Estella?" Miguel stepped closer to the man, despite the man's apparent fear in his mannerism.

"Estella was taken sir. I don't know by who. It was some gringo. He ordered us into their car and drove us to some unknown location. I e-escaped since the men weren't exactly good at watching over me. I remembered the conversation we had about if she ever went missing that I would need to notify you. I'm here to tell you. I don't think she has confessed anything, but I would be careful. It could be a trap." The shy man informed Miguel who instantly felt his stomach drop. Estella being taken by some gringo was not something he had ever thought of. He didn't need her to get hurt.

"She wouldn't give me up I know that. I need you try and remember the location. If you drove away from it, you know right?" Miguel pressured the man knowing he needed as much details as he could possibly gain to try and find her himself.

"I d-don't know patrón. I was so scared that I just drove out of there but I think it's a little far away from the prison I think I might remember if I drive around that area again." The driver explained his voice being clearly shaky. Although Miguel wasn't pleased with his answer, he didn't feel like scowling this man and knew that every second was crucial now that she was taken.

"Let's go then before anything happens. We're going to find her before those motherfuckers can lay a finger on her." Miguel shouted and pushed past the man hurrying him way to inform the others. He wasn't going to let them get away from this and he couldn't imagine Estella being hurt it was unbelievable. He was nervous about her safety, and even though he hated admitting it felt like there was a chance she could give him up and that's another thing he didn't need. Not now or ever.

AUTHOR'S NOTE
Oop and omg how I miss the moments between Miguel and Estella. Sorry for the recent late updates! I've been busy with the holidays coming up and the amount of schoolwork I'm receiving before break. But anyways hopefully this chapter was good! Thanks for the support!