On Wednesday, SI had cleared themselves out of LA. Marcus Stone had packed his things up and taken off with Jade's threat to let the IRS know what he was doing. Steven had placed a semi-anonymous phone call to the Department of Homeland Security and told his brother about everything that was happening. The government stormed Los Angeles like God striking down those who question him. They flew in and arrested everyone who was connected to Stone Industries who might've had power. All of the employees were fired and placed on house arrest until the investigation was finished.
My father, my mother and I were sitting at the dinner table eating when there was a knock at the door. My father rose to answer the door when it came open under cracking pressure of being broken. Men in SWAT team suits carrying guns and covered in bullet proof vests stormed through our house, shouting unintelligible things. My mother and I jumped from our seats backing away against the fridge as the men came forward. Suddenly, out of the crowd of men appeared a man who was wearing black slacks and a black shirt with a bullet proof vest. He walked over to the threshold of the kitchen and stopped. The men were already placing my father in handcuffs as we watched. "Mr. Eric Demofonte, I hereby am informing you that you are under arrest by order of the IRS and DHS. The Federal Bureau of Investigation is also bringing charges against you." "On what grounds?!" My father shouted. "Fraud." The man said. As he was being dragged away, he turned and looked over his shoulder at me. I swallowed thickly.
The man came walking over. "Detective Saunders, I work for DHS." He said, introducing himself and showing us his badge. "Janet Christian." My mother said, shaking his hand. "Would it be too much trouble to collect Mr. Demofonte's effects?" "I'll show you upstairs." She said. I felt my hand constrict around her arm. "Please don't leave me down here alone." I said. I was afraid. Just then, I heard a familiar voice ring out through the crowd. "Move, you government dicks." Jade said, shoving through the people. Shayne was following closely behind her. She came running over to me and I threw my arms around her. "Are you alright?" She asked, pulling away. I nodded my head. My mother and Detective Saunders disappeared upstairs to get my father's things.
"I didn't know it would happen this quickly." I said. "The government takes fraud seriously." Jade said. Shayne came walking back over with a glass of water. He handed it to me. "Thanks." I said. "Something else has happened too." Jade said. "What is it?" I asked. I saw Jade's eyes shift towards Shayne and then back to me. "My dad came back." Shayne said. I looked up at him. "Is that...bad?" I asked. Jade sighed. "It isn't good. Part of the reason Rob left was because of your father...for all we know its why he's back." Jade said. "But they've taken my dad away...what could possibly happen?" I asked. "It could pose a threat." Shayne said. "Oh my god...is this about the drugs that your dad was involved in?" I asked. Jade looked over at Shayne. "It could be. I can't be certain yet." Shayne said.
Meanwhile, Marcus Stone was getting off his private jet in a Nevada airfield. As the door opened and he was walking down the steps, several black SUVs were parked, waiting. A man was waiting for him along with others who were all armed. As the dust settled, Marcus realized they were not his men. The man reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a wallet like object, flipping it open. "Mr. Stone? I'm Detective O'Connell. Welcome to the Great State of Nevada. It's my sincerest regret to inform you, you're under arrest." Several of the armed men came forward as Marcus dropped his bag on the ground. They adjusted his arms bent behind his back. "I'll get out of this." Marcus said. "Yeah, I've heard that before." O'Connell said, leading him over to the back door of the SUV.
Javier was sitting in his room at his parents house. He was thinking about wanting to be back in LA. Texas was wearing itself thin on him and he was realizing why he had left in the first place. "Javier!" his mother shouted from the other room. She was coming down the hallway. She opened the door and walked in, holding something. "Esto acaba de venir por ti." She said, handing him an envelope. Javier wrinkled his brow, looking at it. "Que es?" He asked. She just shrugged. "Acaban de dejarlo." She said, leaving the room. Javier immediately ripped into the envelope. He pulled two pieces of paper out. One was handwritten. It was Jade's handwriting. Come home to me, mi amor. was what was written on the paper. The other paper was a plane ticket, for a flight that leaves today. Javier became frozen for a second, and he wanted to openly sob. "Holy shit! I have to pack!" He jumped to begin throwing his clothes in his suitcase.
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Blandview High Musical
FanfictionMeet Gillian "Gill" Demofonte. A 17-year-old with nothing to lose and nothing to gain. From a dreary life on the East coast and all across the Southern-Midwest, she's thrown into a California lifestyle. This move is like all the others: an unnecessa...