“Guys I don’t know about this, the cops said themselves one last catch and I’m gone for good” I held the mask a little tighter in my hand “looks, if we can pull this off we won’t be doing any other jobs for a while” Wolf, the self appointed leader spoke and I let out a sigh.
“You could always quit, go back to your life of poverty, the life where you could barely feed yourself” he turned away and I stood up putting the mask on.
It had a skull like decal on It, except it had blood stains from past jobs dirtying it. I put black and deep red around my eyes “I’m in, but this I’d the last time” I grabbed my pistol off the table and grabbed a bigger gun.
At the museum
Click, our camera girl got into the cams and set them in a constant loop, while Pick, her twin brother started on the locks.
We all put gloves on and made our way for the diamond, “there she is, our money maker” Wolf spoke with an apparent smile and he approached the diamond, not just any diamond, one of two Red Diamonds left in the world.
I got on my knees to better access the wires when all of a sudden there was glass breaking and yelling “Get on the fucking ground, don’t think about reaching for the guns!” a man yelled and I was pulled away from the case and my face was pressed to the ground.
“You can’t do this!” Wolf yelled and I saw that Click and Pick were the only two not on the ground “traitors!” I yelled only to be pulled up and away from the two, they had smug smiles and waved goodbye to us.
At the station, in the questioning room
“you told me you were done with this bullshit!” Kyle yelled and I couldn’t help but laugh “your fault for believing it, I mean come on, why would I ever quit!” I exclaimed slamming my hands on the table “your mom would want better” he leaned toward me and I spit on the ground “don’t bring my mom into this, she left me in this earth with nothing except for the color of her hair!” I yelled when two officers came in the room.
“take her to the cell, don’t let her out until transfer” he ordered and I shook my head “don’t do this Kyle, come on!” I begged and he walked forward tilting my chin to look at him “you should of thought of what was going to happen before you did it” he nodded his head and I was dragged away.
3 days and counting
I had been locked in this cell for 3 fucking days, no visits, only deliveries of food and water.
“You must be Y/n?” a woman with blonde hair tied into a messier bun, she was wearing a white denim jacket, dark blue jeans, and a simple pair of sneakers stepped closer to my cell and I looked up from my artwork of mushed peas.
“correct, why?” I asked and the door opened allowed her to enter “I’m Captain Kate Laswell, when I heard about your case I couldn’t help but remember your mother” she looked down and away before handing me a file.
“my mom was a sniper?” I asked and she nodded “damn good one, this is my good friend Price, you can trust him, and I see you’ve already met Kyle” she smiled and I nodded taking the picture off the file “I look a lot like my mom” I smiled faintly, finally putting a face to her voice.
Present time
“Ghost you’ll be staying back go keep an eye on Reaper” Price brought me out of my thoughts and I nodded “are you sure we don’t want Alex to watch her, I’m sure they could spend more time together” he left the conference room and I went after him.
“What the fuck is your problem!” I exclaimed following him into the training room, I shut the door keeping him in.
“The fuck is my problem? Don’t even fucking go there, you’ve been keeping secrets from the whole team!” he yelled and I rolled me eyes “that’s not what this is about is it? Your jealous of Alex and I” I laughed and he took a step towards me.
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Trust. Vol. 1&2
Fanfiction!! BOOK 1&2 !! when your mom died you stopped bonding with anyone, when Ghost saves your life on a mission you learned you did indeed make a worthy friend, other than Gaz. sure the whole team had slowly became your friend but something about Ghost...
