"Give me the diamond," the boy hissed.
"I honestly don't know what you're talking about," Rosalie lied, a bead of sweat trickling down her neck.
"I know you're lying."
"Give me the diamond now!"
"If you want it, you'll have to come and get it," Rosalie hissed in his ear, twisted out of his grip and sprinted, grabbing Ruben and Melody's sleeves, pulling them with her.