The Return -Jason McCann-

Chapter Ten

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Marissa 

"Get out." Danny ordered as he opened the back doors for the three of us. I held Alyssa tightly and grabbed hold of Drew's hand. When I stepped out, I noticed a jet in front of me. He's taking us out of the country.

"Danny where are we going?" I asked him, concerned. 

"You'll find out when we get there." I released Drew's hand and grabbed Danny's wrist. 

"Where are we going?" I repeated. 

"Listen Marissa, I don't know where your boost of confidence has come from, but quite frankly, it's pissing me off. Therefore, I suggest you shut up, otherwise there will be consequences." He growled lowly, snatching his wrist from mine before walking away. I stood there for a while, holding Drew and Alyssa close before one of Danny's members began pushing us towards the jet. I looked around, but there was nothing, we were in the middle of nowhere. Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. We were getting on this jet whether we liked it or not. I gripped onto Alyssa as we climbed up the steps, Drew walking just in front of me with a guy behind us. "Sit there." Danny commanded, pointing to the sofa. Drew sat down quickly, and the fear was evident in his eyes. He was shaking, he had no idea what was going on. If it wasn't bad enough to see his dad getting shot, he's now being taken away to a jet to god knows where. One of Danny's members handed him a glass with some sort of liquid in it- some type of liquour im guessing. 

"We're going to South America, if you must know." South America? 

"Why?"

"So that Jason has less chance of finding you." He shrugged.

"I thought you wanted him to find you?" I challenged. 

"Not just yet." He smirked, "I'm going to have some fun with you first." I gulped, looking out the window as we took off. I couldn't help but think of him, the way he lay on the floor as we were dragged out; the look of pure agony in his face. 

God I hope he's okay. 

Jason

"Good news." Jaden announced, coming back in through the door as I lay helplessly on the hospital bed. "We may have a few leads as to where Danny could be."

"What do you mean may?" I questioned, whilst the other guys smiled happily, but 'may have found him' wasn't good enough for me.

"They could be some of his old bases, we're not sure yet. The only way we can find out is by actually going there." 

"When can I get out of this hospital?" I asked, completly changing the subjects, "I want to go and check them out."

"Jason we think it's best if you just take the back seat for this one." Christian suggested, making me scowl at him. 

"Take the back seat? Are you stupid?" I questioned, "Danny has took my wife and kids and you think that I'm going to take a back seat? No way. I'm going to kill Danny with my bare hands if I have to." 

"Jason you just got shot." Chaz reminded, as if I didn't know. 

"I'm aware of that, but that's not going to stop me from going and getting my family." I spat back, shutting all of them up. "Go ask the doctor when I can leave." I ordered as Jaden nodded and left the room once more, returning a few minutes later.

"He said he'll give you the medication and one last drip then you can leave." Already, I was sick of being in this hospital, and I've only been in for a few days. "He's with another patient at the moment but he'll be through in a second." He added, as I nodded my head in response. 

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"Okay Mr Andrews, here's your medication. You need to take one tablet, three times a day after eating. Make sure you don't take them on an empty stomach or you could end up sick. Your wound should heal up okay, just make sure that you change your plaster every day, and clean the wound. Okay?" 

"Got it, thanks doctor." I said, grabbing the bag which he held in front of me and walking out. There was still an excruciating pain in my side, but I tried not to show it as we left the hospital. "Go to the warehouse, I want to check how things are." I stated, sitting in the back next to Ryan and Christian. Chaz nodded and got in the drivers seat, speeding off down the road. 

As we approached the hideout, I noticed that not too much has changed since the last time I saw it five years. It was still the same, rather large and grey looking building, so no change there. 

I got out the car and walked in, finding Matthew, Johnson and a few other members hard at work on their laptops, whilst others were couting supplies etc. 

"Boss." Matt greeted, standing up. "How are you?"

"I'm okay, thanks. How's things going?" I asked, following him over to his laptop.

"Well, we've found a couple of possible locations, but we're unsure of whether these are current or old hideouts, and we can't find out unless we go there." He stated, "we have no lead to where Danny could be exactly. We've tried tracking his and gang members mobiles, contacting previous members- we have no idea." I could help but chuckle humourlessly. 

"Wait, you asked people from his gang where he was?" 

"As a last resort." Johnson cut in. 

"So now they go and tell Danny, and each time we thing we're getting close he get's further away." I snapped. "Try Marissa's cellphone." 

"We already have boss, but it's still at your house." 

"Fuck." I hissed. "Do we have any idea whether or not they're in this state? Or where about's in the country they are?" 

"No boss, just the warehouses." 

"Give me the list." I ordered, sticking my hand out. Johnson handed me 5 different adresses. Two in Vegas, one in Oregon, one in San Diego and another in Texas. I sighed, realising that I was going to have to go all over the place, and I wanted to go to every one of them, just on the possibility that Danny will be waiting there for me, and if he is, he's a goner.