Chapter Eight

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Alex's P.O.V

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I sighed deeply and leaned over looking at the screen over Blake's shoulder.

James Kneightly.

Jacob Demarcus.

Heather Salvatore.

Cole Andrews.

Ashley Andrews.

I stared at the pictures of the five people who have been causing hell through our town.

They called themselves 'The Sixes' for their '666' tattoos that they each branded on their wrists. That would explain them leaving a '6' at the last attack.

"666 huh." Noah crossed his arms laughing softly.

"It would make sense, it connects all three attacks to them." I looked over at him and got questioning looks from the rest of the guys.

I sighed and stood upright. "The forest was on a street called 'Route 6', six kids were killed, and the couple were shaped into a six. 666" I shook my head and looked back to the screen.

"Holy shit." Trevor murmured and looked to the screen quietly.

Drew shook his head. "I can't believe two girls have been going along with these things." He shuddered lightly and sighed.

"They probably just plan everything." I looked at the two girls on the screen. "This one." I pointed to the picture of a red head with light hazel eyes. "Shes related to this Cole guy, I doubt he lets her get involved in the action."

"Protective older brother." Blake chuckled rolling his eyes.

"Now this one.." I sighed looking to the girl named Heather, Blake hair black eyes. "You can tell she runs the drugs in the gang so shes probably around just to make sure things go smoothly without really getting involved." I smirked.

"These guys are brutal, but they aren't exactly the best team. The girls are weak links. Sure they might hold their own for a little while but in the end they'll always slow down the gang. With one of the members being related to one of the girls that makes him a protector of sorts, always keeping an eye on her. You get to her, you get to him. That leaves you with two guys. James and Jacob. They're the main ones to put a plan to action, probably the only ones to really worry about." I pointed to each of the pictures explaining each of the people as if I'd known them my whole life.

"And that my friends is why Archer here runs this business." Blake smirked.

Noah laughed and clapped slowly with the other guys joining in.

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "I'm good at what I do what can I say, now all thats left is finding where they're staying."

"I'm on it." Trevor pushed off from the wall he was leaning against and walked off into the other room.

He was our map guy. Give him a couple points where attacks happened and he could pinpoint where someone was staying and where the next place to be was.

"Drew, why don't you and Noah go to the last attack spot. I'm sure there must be something there the cops didnt notice that we can connect." I shut the laptop closed and crossed my arms.

"Alright boss." Drew stood up from his seat stiffly and held his hand to his forehead saluting me before matching out the door.

Noah sighed and rolled his eyes. "Why do I always get stuck babysitting him." He muttered following Drew out.

Blake smiled and got up.

I looked over at him and shrugged. "Someone has to watch him right."

"Who knows what he's get into if they didnt." He shrugged and walking off into the other room.

I sighed and sat down in the computer seat and leaned my head back against the padding.

The second I closed my eyes I saw her face.

I shot my eyes open and sat up straight looking around the room quickly.

I hunched over and held my head in my hands, tugging at the ends of my hair lightly.

Why couldn't I get this girl out of my head. I've never said a single word to her and I feel like I miss talking to her. I don't know why I keep seeing her around everywhere, I want to take it as some kind of sign that maybe talking to her would be a good thing, but nothing good ever comes out of this life. I know I'm going to be alone for my life, it's not an exaggeration, it's just how it is. Involving her in all this would end with her getting hurt and leaving me, which would leave me alone and broken, again.

As much as I tell myself that I need to stay away from this girl everything inside me is screaming at me that I NEED to have this girl..

And I just don't know how much longer I can smother those screams.

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