Chapter 15

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Liam walked up to the meeting room as Diaz had called him to come over. He said that he wanted to talk about the mission. Liam knew that he needed to make up some sort of lie, and he had to do it quickly. He knew that Diaz was getting so impatient and things could get bad.

Diaz could be very scary sometimes, even for Liam's other gang members that had been in the gang for much longer than him.

Liam walked towards Diaz and ignored his guards which were not usually there. They were armed with shotguns in their hands, causing Liam to get nervous. What was going on?

"Mr. Diaz," Liam greeted.

"Liam," Diaz greeted back.

Liam couldn't really read his expression, but he knew that something was wrong. Diaz looked frustrated despite him trying to hide it and there's something unsettling about the atmosphere in the room.

"Have you found out about who he is?" Diaz started, looking at Liam dead in the eyes.
"No, not yet, sir," Liam said.

There was a moment of intense silence before Diaz replied in a low tone.

"Don't lie to me, boy."

Liam stepped forward, confused as to what Diaz meant. Before he could reply, Diaz stood up from his chair and slowly walked towards Liam, his heart racing faster at every step Diaz took. How did Diaz know that he lied to him?

Once Diaz reached Liam, he grabbed Liam by his collar and harshly pulled him closer until Liam's face was inches away from Diaz's, completely shocking the young adult.

"Because I know everything. I know that Miller is your sister, I know that you were planning on betraying me, and I know your father murdered my wife," Diaz whispered dangerously at Liam's face.

Before Liam could react, Diaz harshly pushed him, causing Liam's back to crash against the hard cold floor. Diaz stepped up to Liam and glared down at him.

"Who told you!?" Liam asked, scared for his life. He needed to know.

"Jones."

Will!? Why would he do this to me!? Liam thought.

"You should've known better than to betray me, son. Because there will be consequences for your actions," Diaz said dangerously.

Diaz then pulled out a gun from his back pocket and pointed it at Liam as his guards harshly pulled Liam up to his feet and tightly grabbed onto his hands to prevent him from escaping.

"Get off of me!" Liam yelled, but the guards ignored him.

"You'd regret betraying me like this, boy. And I will find your father," Diaz said, a revengeful smirk plastered on his face as the gun was pointed at Liam, him ready to pull the trigger.

Suddenly, two loud gunshots rang through the walls.

Liam instantly felt the guards' grip on him loosen up before their lifeless bodies fell backwards and onto the ground. He then turned around and saw Leah by the doorway, a gun in her hands.

She had been listening to the conversation this whole time.

Another gunshot rang through the walls. Leah had shot Diaz.

"Liam, get out of here!" Leah yelled out, causing Liam to stand up and run over to her.

Diaz, leaning on his desk holding his bloody wound on his stomach, tried to shoot Liam but he dodged the bullet. As Liam and Leah ran towards a wall beside the doors to Diaz's office to divide them between Diaz, he kept pulling the trigger, causing holes to form on the walls due to Liam and Leah keeping on dodging his bullets.

Leah was about to pull the trigger once more as she aimed at Diaz's heart but she ran out of bullets, causing her to drop the gun and drag Liam out of there while Diaz sat in his office, groaning in pain. He called his guards and told them to not let Leah and Liam out of the mansion.

"We have to get out of here, it won't be long until the guards run after us," Leah said as they ran.

They both suddenly stopped in their tracks when they saw Will standing in front of them, a huge grin playing on his lips. A gunshot was heard as Liam yelped in pain, feeling the bullet shoot through his feet.

"Going somewhere?" Will asked. "Make a move and I'm not scared to shoot you both right here right now."

"He's your best friend!" Leah yelled at Will as she held Liam, him trying to handle the pain.

"Why is he so special anyway? Why would you go on a date with a loser like him!?" Will asked angrily.

"So that's why you told Diaz on me, huh? You're jealous."
"Yes. I've loved her way before you even showed up," Will spat, pointing the gun at his friend as he walked closer to them both.
"You're lucky Diaz told everyone not to kill you as he wants to do it himself, or else things would be way worse by now," Will said, his finger pressing against the trigger, itching to pull it.

Taking him by surprise, Leah disarmed him and started to fight him. It wasn't long before Will helplessly laid on the ground with his loaded gun in Leah's pocket. She then walked over to Liam and helped him stand up.

They managed to get on the lift and reached the bottom floor, making their way out. But of course, it wasn't that easy. Diaz's guards came and blocked their way, pointing their shotguns at the two.

Luckily, Jared and Xavier came to the rescue and fought the guards. The boys quickly told the two of them to get out of here and they didn't hesitate to obey the boys' instructions.

Liam and Leah ran towards her car and she drove them both to Chelsea's house. They knew that if they didn't protect her, Diaz would come after her and she'd be in danger.

"Shoot," Leah mumbled, noticing some cars following after them. It was Diaz's guards.

Liam grabbed Will's gun and opened the passenger's seat window. He began shooting at the cars, aiming for the drivers and the wheels. Luckily, when he ran out of bullets, all of the cars stopped due to the now deceased drivers or the wheels getting shot.

They soon reached Chelsea's house and Liam went inside to get Chelsea while Leah changed her car's appearance along with the plate number to prevent Anderson from tracking them down. The three of them have to run away and stay as far away as possible from Diaz, as now all he wanted to do was to kill Liam, Chelsea, and Mason.

Once Liam got Chelsea into Leah's car, they drove away with Chelsea not knowing at all what was going on.

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