Fighting the Truth

Locked Up

Chapter Fifteen: Locked Up.

ELLIOT’S P.O.V

“Elliot, you hungry?” Mum nudged me a bowl of fried rice, I shake my head and stand and go to the room I was staying in.

I open my laptop and check my emails, but I cocked my head to the side when there was no new mail from Kent. I grab my phone and text Kent, there was no reply for two hours... I began to panic. I madly type on the laptop, “Where is he?!” I stand up and text Kira... no reply... I stand around worried, I bit my lip and rush to my phone and see no reply... I threw it onto my bed. Then Taint appeared next to me, Text Brodie. I took his advice and texted Brodie, and my heart dropped at his story.

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BRODIE’S P.O.V

“Okay, this is what you have to do.” Elliot’s voice was huffed, hinting he was panicking over the phone. “I need you to get Nicholas, his number is...” I take a piece of paper and pen, “09134531.” I nod and scribble it down, “You need to get him to dress as a lawyer. And... I need you, to get Tylor.” Tylor? “Tell her to act as Tom’s sister.” I nodded again and noted it down. “Brodie?” I started breathing again, “Can you try to contact Arlee? Her number is 8951233.” I wrote that down too, I didn’t know any of these people. “Email Andy, tell him to meet at the meeting place... tell that to Arlee and Nicholas... oh and Brodie, the code is Truthful Foe.”

My hands were shaking, “They are in jail as we speak Elliot!”

He groaned, “I know that Brodie, calm down!” Me calm down? He needs to calm down. “And this is how the plan is going to go.”

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I pointed at the police map, “Tylor, I need you to say... that you are visiting Tom.” She nodded at me, “Nicholas, Elliot said that you need to set up the grenades and set them right behind the barred window that Andy will be parked by a week later.”

Nicholas gazed at the map, “Alright.” Andy nodded with a smirk.

I sighed, “Elliot also said to wear this, Tylor.” I hand her a black dress and a blonde wig with blue contact lenses.

Tylor nodded, “Alright.”

I gulp nervously; Elliot placed too much trust on me. “How did you get involved? You’ve only been here for two months.”

Tylor winked, “Elliot and me get along...” My heart started to beat unrealistically.

Andy shook his hair out of his face, “Alright, let’s get moving.”

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I stand by Tylor, wearing a blonde wig and blue contacts with glasses. “Alright, I’ll escort youse just stand over there and get searched.”

That took only two minutes, we weren’t armed... we just had to visit them. This plan better work, “Oi, You have visitors.” I look down nervous and look at Kira and Tom who looked at us confused. The code is Truthful Foe. “I’ll leave, make sure your out in five minutes.”

“Truthful Foe.” I muttered and they both stood up and ran to the bars, Kira and Tom searched me with their eyes. “Guys, it’s Brodie... make sure you stand away from the wall.” They looked at eachother confused I looked at Kent who was dressed as Elliot. “Elliot?” He looked at me with a nod, “Get to the meeting place... when you can.” I grab Tylor by the hand.

We got into my car and we drove to the meeting place.

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TOM’S P.O.V

It’s been a week since Brodie arrived, since then... I sat back down, but heeded Brodie’s warning... and sat as far from the wall as possible. We tried our best to act natural, the policeman was still pacing around us I gulped deeply and glance at Elliot who was curled in the corner.

My eyes began to cry for sleep, but just as my eyes closed the wall shattered in front of me.

I stand up awake and grab Elliot and Kira, they both stood up and ran out. We ignored the alarm and ran through the hedges, my heart began to race. We continued running until a car stopped right in front of us, Nicholas poked his head out. “GET IN YOU IDIOTS!” I nodded quickly and we all piled into the car and sped off, as five police cars left the station.

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BRODIE’S P.O.V

I paced around the room panicking, “What if it didn’t work?”

Tylor swung her legs lazily, “It would’ve worked.” I sighed, “Alright.” I look across the room to Arlee, who was sorting through the guns along with two other ‘members’ of Honor.

It was an excruciating two hours before they arrived, they rushed into the building and went straight to the guns. Tom approached me, “Tylor and Brodie, hide behind the desk.” I nodded and hid behind the large desk. Soon police sirens entered my ears, my heart was beginning to feel like it was bursting out of my chest.

I peeked out the side of the desk, the door opened and police piled in and gunshots ensured. A dozen police officers were piled at the entrance, “Are they dead?!” I ask and Tom shook his head.

“Tranquilized. Guys, let’s go... C’mon Brodie, this city isn’t safe for you anymore.” He grabbed my arm and we left the room.

I was surprised at the secret get away, how did they manage this? “Get in Brodie.” Tom pushed me into a black car and he started to drive, “We’re getting out of here.” He sped, as I tried my best to receive all the information.