We are riding bikes...

Zsadin turned towards her batch as they entered the main Hall, positioning themselves properly. She glanced at them and her brows furrowed.

"Where are the boys? Call them down, now!" and Rose rushed upwards. Finally when the boys arrived, Zsadin handed them a copy of their schedule each.

"We are all packed up until Wednesday, major events taking place. A visit to an orphanage tomorrow while a fansign in Hampton,-"

"What, when did this happen?", Vell's excitement got the best of him with Zsadin glaring at him coldly.

"Ron was here this morning and gave me this. You can confirm with him later. Just keep a sling bag ready and take some spare clothes we are flying to Hampton on Tuesday morning. The boys can leave now!", Zsadin gestured for them to leave and they complied with D giving her a long stare.

"Mr. D, do you need something, if not please head back!", Zsadin sternly said.

Despite her coldness, D smiled at her and nodded, finally leaving the Hall.

"I need some of you to go and inspect the orphanage, check everything and if possible attach some cameras and monitor the situation. Rose, Adams and Gabe leave right now. While Ryan and I will go to Hampton now. Others stay in the villa and watch over the boys. Chief Jacobs would be back shortly. Ryan, we are riding our bikes" and she headed towards her room to change. Ryan got the clue and happily headed to change his clothes. This opportunity had come after such a long time how could he let it slip.

D and the boys had stepped towards the kitchen so that after the meeting they could be in the main Hall. As soon as the batch returned to doing their work, they captured their favourite spots in the Hall. After almost half an hour, Zsadin headed down in a black outfit. She had worn a black tshirt and a black sleeveless leather jacket. She had skin tight leather pants on and was wearing her gloves. The moment the boys laid eyes on her, their breaths seemed to be stuck in their throats. She looked so beautiful that they were tempted to take photos of her. Her graceful walk and those long black hairs tied up in a bun, she seemed like a badass rookie gangster. D stared at her in awe, a smile threatening to make its way onto his lips. But the next moment his mood went sour. Ryan headed down in similar clothes and two helmets.

'What, this jerk is going somewhere with her?'