Needless to say, the plan didn't work out. In a matter of seconds, the windshield was being shot at. Glass was flying everywhere. "Duck!" I screamed. As a bullet flew past our heads. Gabe was driving full speed, right at the door to the building.
"What are you doing?!" Ashton yelled at him, bullets still hitting the truck. "Saving us!" He replied. Before I knew what was happening, we had crashed through the door, and the truck was still moving. "Stop!" I screamed, trying to hold on. Gradually, the truck came to a stop, and we all jumped out. "We have to run!" Gabe said, grabbing the weapons. I nodded ,"That's not a bad idea!"
We ran for what seemed like eternity, until we had finally gotten out of sight. We ended up in the back of the warehouse that was way bigger than we had expected it to be. There were lots of hallways and doors, that all led to the same spot. We were about to give up on looking when I heard faint talking.
"Shh......" I held my finger up to my mouth. I couldn't tell exactly where the voices were coming from. "Do you guys hear that?" I whispered. They both froze and listened for sound. With the air conditioning, it was hard to hear anything, but eventually, the voices I had heard earlier began to get clearer.
"Yes... She escaped. That Gabe guy showed up. But I have a plan. I was informed that they are here. I plan to set a trap, and then blow up the building with them inside of it." Then there was a pause. "Yes. Okay." The familiar voice was obviously Noah's, but I think he was talking on a phone. I quietly peeked my head in the door, and looked around. There he was, sitting in a chair, back facing the wall, shaking like a little boy. I cocked my gun and pointed it at his head. "Hello, Noah.." I said with a smirk. But when he turned around, I wasn't expecting it to be a little boy, with explosives strapped to his chest.
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No Name
ActionHarper is an adventurous 16 year old girl who ran away from home. She is always getting into trouble. She goes by No Name. She loves to have a good time, and remain hidden from others. Never has she once told a soul who she was. That is until, she m...