Love Me Like You Do -Jason McCann-

Chapter Ten

I took a quick peek into the office, seeing that there was nobody there.  I crept in and immediately began searching through drawers and cupboards. What exactly was I looking for? I don't know. Weapons, money.. Whatever I could find. I pulled open the cupboard, seeing weapons and a rather large briefcase. We'll have the weapons. I unclipped the briefcase and pulled it open. There must be about 250,000 dollars in here!

"Chaz!" I called, knowing that he was just outside. He walked in, his eyes going the size of golfballs when he saw the cash. I shut the case and quickly threw it into the bag, before getting the weapons. As I was walking out, I saw a laptop sitting on the desk at the back of the room. It was definitely on, because there was light coming from the screen. I walked over to it and pulled it open, seeing lots of files pop up onto the screen. They've been searching for someone, but who? I tried to open the last file that they looked at, but it was requesting a password. I groaned heavily. "Chaz go get Kyle!" I snapped. Chaz slung the bag over his shoulder and quickly headed out the room to find Kyle. A few minutes later, they were both strolling into the room. 

"What's up?" Kyle asked, walking over to me. His eyes landed on the screen. Kyle's our computer genius  he can hack absolutely anything. He clicked on something and began typing in random codes, something that I didn't understand. I just sat back, and let him do the work, knowing that if I tried to understand what he was doing, I would just confuse myself. He pressed the enter button and stood away, standing up proudly. I focused my attention back to the screen. I heard Chaz gulp as my jaw clenched.

"Dude.." Chaz trailed off. "We need to get her." I nodded my head in agreement. Anger taking over me. 

"Is the bomb set up?" I asked, more to Kyle than to Chaz. 

"We thought we should leave it to you." I nodded and charged out the room, not before slamming the laptop down hard.  

"Adam, censor the door. When they walk through they'll have 30 seconds to diffuse the bomb before the house is blown up." I stated. 

"Well then we need to hide the bomb." Adam replied. I shook my head. 

"Have we got the lasers?" I asked. Carlos quickly jogged out the house and then returned with the poles. My gang members in Miami make tonnes of these. They're ten foot high poles, with lasers in them. We use them to put the bomb in the middle, and if the people try to just get through the lasers, it triggers the bomb. But since we don't know when they're going to be back, we need to set up a censor somewhere they will definitely trigger it, the front door. 

I smirked at the boys as we drove away from Johnson's warehouse. 

"He's going to be toast when he gets back." Carlos commented. I however wasn't really interested. We need to get to New York and fast. When Chaz hacked the laptop, there was a file open. 

'Ariana Harrison

19

McCann.'

Why my name was added onto the end I have no idea, maybe just meaning that she was linked with me. From that moment, I knew straight away that they were after her. Why did I leave her back in New York?!

Ariana

I woke up in the back of a van. I had serious rope burns on my ankles and wrists, from where they were tightly tied up. I groaned but it came out muffled, making me take notice of the grey duck tape stuck to my mouth. Two guys who were sitting on the back seat turned around and looked at me, shooting me a quick smirk and wink.

"She's awake boss." They called to someone who I'm guessing was sitting in the front seat. I gulped and began wriggling around, doing anything I possibly could to get free of these ropes. The same guys turned at me and chuckled. Something amusing? 

Then, all of a sudden the car jerked to a stop. Seatbelts were unclipped and doors were slammed shut. Within seconds, my ankles were grabbed. My body slid down the van before hitting the cold, hard concrete floor. I groaned in pain which for some reason, angered the person who was dragging me. He slammed my ankles down towards the ground, my knees and shins creating a booming sound as they bounced off the concrete paving slabs. My hair was yanked up and the tape was ripped off my mouth, leaving a burning sensation. 

"Listen bitch, you don't make a sound!" He growled at me. "You follow MY rules and you do what I want, when I want. Do you understand!?" He added. I gulped and nodded fearfully. "ANSWER ME!" He screamed, slamming my head back down on the floor and kicking me in the ribs. 

"Y-Yes." I choked out. 

"Good. Now lets get in." He said, and continued dragging me towards the house.