Chapter 2 Boss's True Colours

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Connor POV

"What the fuck do you want?!" I heard a girl shout. The crowd went silent and everyone froze. I looked at the boss, a smirk on his face. A girl barged through the people, standing right in front of the boss. He pointed his gun at her but she didn't look afraid. Her raven black hair framed her face perfectly and her hazel eyes shone with anger. Her eyes looked so familiar but I couldn't quite decipher who it was due to the mask covering half of her face. "Ohh feisty, I like it," the boss grinned and a few gang members chuckled. The girl shot daggers at them and they shut up. "Answer the goddamn question!" She yelled at him. I could see the irritation flicker through the boss's face but he hid it. "I want Chase Taylor to come out of hiding and face me like a man," his voice echoed through the now silent stadium. I wonder what Chase had done to earn this much attention, I thought to myself my gaze travelling to the now moving crowd.

The boss smirked at the girl and she scowled. "Chase, get the fuck here right now or I'm gonna kill you," she yelled, sounding very intimidating. Suddenly everyone turned and saw a terrified looking Chase shuffling towards us. I saw the girl whisper to the boss and he smirked whispering something back to her. Chase got about 1 metre behind the girl when he stopped. She quickly side-stepped, grabbed his arm and threw him into the boss. The boss then grabbed his arm tightly. "Thanks, we'll just be leaving now. See ya round hottie," boss said before turning and walking to the stairs. I kept staring at the girl trying to figure out where I knew her from. She suddenly looked at me and I saw her flinch. Her eyes widened. I was confused, did she recognise me or something. I saw her breathing hitch but I quickly turned around, heading to the stairs with the rest of my gang.

We walked out of the stadium with confidence. I watched as Chase visibly shivered and was shoved forward every time he slowed. I cringed, knowing what was going to happen to him. The 10 of us split into 3 cars as we headed back to the base. It took us about half an hour to get there. Once we got there we filed out of the car and into the massive mansion. We all walked into the mansion and the boss told us where to go and what do to. Since I was well trusted with the boss I got to go with him to 'talk' to Chase. I nodded and followed him obediently down into the basement. A few more guys came with. We got into a room in the basement and Chase was thrown to the floor. The boss walked over to him and kicked him in the ribs. Chase groaned in pain. "Where the fuck is my money?!" boss yelled at him.

"Not here," Chase said sarcastically. I looked to the boss and saw his annoyance flash through his eyes. He went over to Chase and picked him up by his neck. "Don't be sassy with me," he growled, hitting him several times. Chase groaned and spluttered. Boss dropped him and he hit the ground with a loud thud. I cringed. "If you don't tell me where it is I will make your life a living hell. You will be in so much pain that you will beg for me to kill you," boss snapped. I saw Chase's eyes widen for a fraction of a second. "Never," he spat at him. Boss snapped.

He grabbed Chase by the hair and lifted him. He whacked his head several times on the wall then threw him to the ground. He kicked his ribs 5 times before lifting him up one more time and punching him in the nose. His face was now covered in blood. Chase's head lolled backwards and the boss dropped him. "Put him into one of the empty rooms," the boss told one of the guys, his voice icy. "Connor meet me in my office in 10," he told me. "Ok," I replied. Boss then walked out of the room leaving me alone to think about everything.

I walked out of the room and up the stairs into the mansion. I walked up a few more flights of stairs before reaching a room for me. I walked in and decided to change. I changed into a black tank top, a pair of jeans and a black leather jacket. I walked into the bathroom and checked my hair. I smirked, looking at my reflection. I was pretty sexy if I do say so myself with a nice jawline and face shape. I had deep green eyes and light brown, messy hair. My skin was fairly tan and I had a perfect body with rock hard abs and muscular, but not too muscular, arms. I fixed up my hair before walking back down stairs to see the boss.

I walked into his office and he looked up at me. "What is it boss man?" I casually asked him. He grinned and shook his head at me. "You are definitely my favourite member," he told me. "You shouldn't pick favourites," I gasped in mock shock. He chuckled. "Anyway, back to business," he said, his voice getting serious again. "You have no work to do tonight but on Friday night you have a drug deal to go through with," he told me and I nodded, face blank. "Good, you can leave now," he told me waving his hand as if shooing me away. I turned on my heel and walked out of his office and out of his mansion. I walked over to my 1967 Ford Mustang. It was white with black racing stripes. It was an amazing car I had to admit. I heard a bark and saw Duke, my massive German Shepard, sitting in the back seat of the car. "The guys must have put you in here," I muttered to myself. I hopped in and started the engine, immediately driving off. I knew where I was going to go.

Half an hour later I ended up at the local beach. I hopped out of my car, taking off my leather jacket while getting out. I opened the back door and let Duke leap out. He barked and jumped up on me. I laughed. "Get down Duke," I told him while still laughing. I walked to the beach and noticed the beautiful stars shining in the night sky. I leapt into the water and started swimming left. I heard a splash behind me and knew that it was Duke. I smiled and kept swimming.

I finally found the first rock onto which I climbed. I leapt onto the next closest rock doing so till I got to a flat rock. I watched as Duke pulled himself onto the rock I was on. I saw down, finally letting my thoughts flow. "Who the fuck was that?" I thought out loud. Duke growled in response. "She just confronted my boss, no one has ever done that before," I thought again. Suddenly I heard Duke bark. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. He barked again and looked towards a rock, sniffing the air. "What is it boy?" I asked him. He suddenly leapt into the water and started paddling towards a rock. I had no idea what he was doing. He got closer to the rock and that's when I heard it. A second set of splashes. I watched as he kept going to rock after rock. I leapt onto the rocks to follow him. Suddenly I saw a small figure crawl onto one of the rocks. She looked at Duke then at me but didn't look long enough for me to see who she was. She quickly leapt onto another rock and onto the land where I'm guessing she sprinted off. Who was she? And what was she doing in my place?

"Duke, come back boy," I ordered. He turned around and swam towards me. Should I go and chase after her? I thought to myself. I nodded my head, deciding that I should. I leapt into the water and was greeted by a swimming Duke who accidently scratched my arms with his claws. I hissed in pain before swimming to the land on the other side of the cliff. I ran onto the land and looked down the beach. I saw a figure sprinting down it and I took off after the girl. She was damn fast, I thought after 5 minutes of running. I was lucky though because I could see her slowing down. I had much more stamina than her but she was faster. I was slowly catching up. I saw her pull something out of her pocket and pull it to her face. She suddenly stopped running.

I ran faster and slowed as I neared her. "Hey," I managed to choke out, after slightly catching my breath. She turned to me. It was the girl from the stadium. "What the fuck do you want?" She growled at me. "Calm down, I just wanna know who you are," I told her. She hesitated before answering. "I'm no one," she responded, turning to walk away. I grabbed her arm and she flinched. "What?" She spat, her voice icy. I shivered at her tone. "Do you, uh, do you fight?" I asked, suddenly curious. "Yes," she responded instantly, "why?" I looked into her eyes, her dark hazel eyes. "Who are you?" I asked again. She growled at me before tugging her arm away with so much force that I went tumbling. "Your dog's coming Connor," she suddenly said before turning around and sprinting away. Who the fuck is she?

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