Sierra's pov
Sierra walked to the pavilion and sat down the large bottle of sprite on the table. She saw Cody and Jack walk out of Jack's car.
"Hey guys Tara's waiting on the pie and I brought sprite and cups."
"Cool whose those guys walking over here?"
Jack said looking confused. The men wore trench coats and black fedoras.
" Um the rest of those tables are messed up and we aren't leaving soon."
"We aren't here to sit and you are leaving Frank it's time. I'll take the girl you get the boys."
"Wha-what are you talking about get away from us you creeps!"
The man tried to grab her but she kicked him in the face. Jack and Cody weren't so lucky, they got tackled by the biggest one.
"Eww you stink let go of me perv."
"Shut up and you'll be fine unless your friend doesn't listen."
They put duck tape over their mouths and threw them in the back of a van.
"Frank here's the kids keys go start his truck and drive it to the airport."
"Got it did you leave the note on the table?"
"Yep with my knife stabbed into it like a dead man."
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Wild blood
Teen FictionBook one in the Wild series (Undergoing editing when I feel like it) " Don't be afraid we've come to help you." "Grr" She attacks tearing at the mans clothing. Tara McCatherine grew up wild a...
