A SECRET AGENT
A GANG MEMBER
AN ILLEGAL RACER
CAN YOU BE ALL?
Earth is a secret agent whose only job is to catch the organizer of the monthly Midnight Race
Mix is the winner of every Midnight Race...until now
"Power is not only what you have but what the enemy thinks you have."
- Saul Alinsky
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They all stood there looking at Frank's blood-stained body, flabbergasted.
Earth moved first. He looked out of the room, making sure no one is following Frank, and when he was sure that the club is clear, he closed the door.
Drake fell to his knees next to Frank and engulfed him in his arms. "It's okay, love, it's okay. I'm here." He whispered, running his hand through Frank's hair, noticing that Frank's face was dirty from something black, like a smoke. He looked at Frank's shaking hand on his bloody shoulder, deciding to try and pull the hand away. Frank winced but let go of his shoulder. Immediately the blood started pouring out of his wound. Earth tore a piece of his shirt and pressed it onto the wound, making Frank flinch and wince in agony again.
"Frank? Frank, listen to me." Earth said, trying to catch the attention of a disoriented boy. "It doesn't seem that the bullet left your body. Is it still inside?" Frank slowly turned his gaze towards Earth and noded.
"Alright." Earth looked at others. They were already staring at him, clearly confused if they should do something or not. "We need to get him upstairs. I need alcohol, any kind, but it needs to be strong. First aid kit, and a few people who will help to hold him down.
"What, what are you gonna do?" Drake asked with a shaky voice.
"Well, I assume he can't go to the hospital. So, I will take care of it."
"Do you know how to do it?" It was the first thing Mix said since this whole mess started. He needed to calm down first, collect his thoughts and most importantly ignore the flashbacks from that day.
"Fortunately, I do. Now, take Frank upstairs. We can't waste any second." Earth ordered and, run upstairs himself.
When they got Frank upstairs, he called for Mix, "Mix, I...he needs to know."
"Know? What happened, Frank?" Earth asked.
"Kit, he, Mix's garage is a mess. It might be on fire, I don't know." Frank furiously shook his head.
Earth held him down, careful not to touch his left shoulder, "Okay, okay, it's fine. We will deal with it later, okay? Calm down now. You need to stay still so I won't hurt you more while I'm taking the bullet out."
Frank took a deep breath and tried to calm down. The only thing he could focus on was the piercing pain. Drake was squeezing his hand tightly, letting Frank know that he is there with him. "You'll be alright, love. You can do it."
"Boys, I need you to hold Frank tightly, not letting go no matter how much he will move around, okay?" Earth asked, and Chimon, Nanon, Pond and Phuwin nodded their heads and did as Earth said.
