After the jail break Vince had escaped from the cops and drove off to Mexico to clear his mind. There was a huge gash in his left arm, he had lost a lot of blood which caused him to become really weak.

When Vince arrived in Mexico he went to a bar to have a drink or two. But has he sat at the bar he felt weak and couldn't comprehend what was going on, he caught his on this beautiful young brunette approaching him. He smiled at her "Hey there sexy." The girl smiled back "Hi Vince, I am Giselle. Come with me I can help you with that cut." He went with her to gain his strength back.

After Giselle cleaned his wound he became dizzy and nausea and passed out. When he woke up he was in a dark room behind bars. He turned on his phone to try to contact Daniella and others but he had no luck. He still felt weak when Giselle came back into the room. "Where am I?" he ask her.

Giselle entered the room where the cells were kept and approached the cell slowly. She didn't know what kind of state Vince as in, so she watched her step. "You're safe for now. Just as long as you follow the rules and don't put up much of a fight," she answered, stepping up to the bars.

The sun was rising in the distance, and the rose colored hue was peeking in through the small window in the corner of the room. She took a good look at him and decided that he was harmless, seeing as he looked like death warmed over.

V looked weak and was probably in dire need of a shower, food, and a warm, soft bed- none of things that was currently about to receive. She wanted to reach out and comfort the man, but her orders were clear.

Sit with him. Make sure there's no trouble. No contact with the outside world. Her orders were clear and she had no other choice if she didn't want to piss off Braga.

"Empty your pockets. Put the stuff on the floor and push it out to me," she said coolly.

Vince looked at her in disappointment as he emptied out his pockets pulling out his wallet, his cell phone, and keys, he pushed them toward her through the bars. Before sliding his phone he takes a quick look at it. "Giselle I need to the phone to tell my sister that I am okay. Please, she is hopeless with out me." He looked at her giving her the puppy dog eyes and mouth.

"Please, women have survived before without a man," she muttered, picking up his belongings and walking them towards the other end of the room. She pulled the battery out of his cell phone and placed it next to the rest of his stuff.

"Don't worry, soon enough this will be over. I'll be back home with my boyfriend, and you'll..... we'll I don't know what's gonna happen to you, so don't bother asking me," she said, rolling her eyes at his puppy dog look.

She sat down in a chair that was conveniently placed next to the door. Giselle reached into her waistband pulled out a small handgun, placing it on her lap. The chances of her actually having to use it was slim to none, but she wanted to intimidate him.

"You must've done something serious in order to piss off the boss this much. He's calling in a lot of favors for you and your friends," she said, cocking an eyebrow.

Vince sat on the floor leaning against the wall starting out into space as Giselle was talking to him. "I know nothin about your boss, I know is that three of my friends worked for him at one point."

He stood up leaning against the bars glancing at her with a smile trying to get her on his good side and tell him what was going on by being a gentalmen to her. "Tell me sweetheart, why am I here? what does your boss want with me? I've got nothing that he wants."

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know much of anything. All I know is that I owe him my life and whenever he needs me, I have to go or else the piper comes a-knocking," she replied.

She shifted in her seat, trying to find a comfortable position. Giselle glanced at the watch on her wrist and sighed. It was gonna be a long one.

"You must've done something to piss him off or else he wouldn't have had me follow you all over the place. Something caught his attention. Anything out of the ordinary?"

She gave up trying to get comfortable on the hard wood chair and found herself mimicking his position on the wall next to the bars separating them.

Vince shrugs "That's just the thing I don't know what I did to piss him off. Maybe it's the back that I bail out a friend from prison." he guessed then remembered that Dom had mentioned about a girl named Giselle before he got put into prison. "You might know him, his name is Dom."

He smiled at her "Why do you have to sit so far away sweat heart?" he asked trying to get her on to his good side.

Giselle's head snapped up. Dom. "You know, Dom?" She asked, leaning towards Vince. She stared intently at his face, trying to figure out if he was just messing around with her. "Last thing I heard was that he was in prison. Is he okay? Do you know where he is?"

She checked herself, not wanting to seem so desperate.

Vince shook his head "I do know Dom he is one of my best friends." When Giselle asked if Dom was okay and if he knew where he was. He heisted to come out with an answer for that question he wasn't sure if he should tell her the truth. He smiled at her "The last time I talked to him he was doing good, but I don't know where he is."

He called her over with his finger to come closer to him. "There is something I need to tell you."