Ashes to Ashes

A Dramatic Turn of Events

Graham's POV

I scuttled quickly through the rain until eventually I stumbled across the certain shop that Shadrack had told me to go to before him later on today. That annoying little bell rung as I entered the place with a certain bad vibe roaming through the air. 

"Uh.. I have an order to collect," I nervously spoke to the middle-aged man whose arms were completely decorated with ink. He removed the fag from his  mouth and replied.

"Name?" he growled and I rummaged around my pockets for the name that Shadrack had given me several days ago.

"Here, it's Daniel Mulder. I'm here for the 'document'. A friend told me about it," I smiled awkwardly as he yanked the receipt from my hand.

"Oi kid, you haven't told no one bout' this have you? You understand this is a private exchange we're going to make? What in god's name do you need it for?"

"The concern is my own. Now please, I have to go speak to someone shortly. Do you have it or not?"

"Course I got it. I ain't gonna just let you leave empty handed. Just make sure you don't spill a word to anybody."

"I know, I won't," I promised and he strode away into the backroom, emerging with a beautifully decorated box. He placed it in front of me, revealing the slick, black gun that lay in a bed of red velvet.

"She's all yours, kid."

"Thank you," I humbly replied and handed him an envelope containing that horrendous amount of cash that Shadrack gave me to buy the gun. I closed the box and stuffed it into my backpack, zipping it quickly as I took a deep breath at what was going to happen. I needed to say goodbye in case anything went wrong, in case they believed him. I hate losing but now I've finally took hold of the reality and woken up from my daydreams. It has to be done.

Colin's POV

So we've all been called to the police station, but Graham has vanished with his things and we're all gaining concern. Shadrack included, we all needed to speak to the police and tell them what we knew about Lucas and Ezra Fitz. Graham though, maybe I was wrong. Rachel seems so convinced that he isn't M and something is telling me she's right. I know he used me for information but I'm starting to think that he was perhaps getting threats before that one at the bell tower and believed me to be a suspect.

"Psst, Colin," Rachel whispered ad shuffled beside me on the seat.

"What is it, kiddo?" I asked and placed my tablet down on the glass table in front of me.

"I know where Graham is. He's heading for Summer Street," she declared and showed me her phone that had clearly been tracking him the whole time.

"You're such a stalker, Rachel. But I love you, let's go get Graham back," I smiled and kissed her cheek, grabbing her hand as we left without explaining to anybody where we were going, though earning a strange glare from Katie as she sat watching the television draped on the wall. The rain was hammering down as we left the building, but the street wasn't that far away so we just decided to sprint there, despite how horrifically unfit I was.

We finally reached the street, the rain calming down as a rainbow shone behind us. Summer Street had always been a gorgeous place. The apartments were in narrow rows along the road, elegantly standing with their maroon bricks.

"Which one is it?" I asked and glanced at Rachel whose face was drenched in worry. "What is it, love?"

"There's.. There's more than one person with him.. My tracker.. It picked up more signals." she shook and showed me the tracker. Funnily enough, there stood three red dots encircling a blue one.