Faith Collins. Good girl, high grades, never gets in trouble.
Adam Sterling. Bad boy, and one of the most wanted criminals ever.
What happens when Adam's next target is Faith? Why is she his next target? Maybe there's something bigger going on...
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I hear people whispering around me, but I can't see anything. I'm blindfolded.
Where the hell am I?
"H-hello?" I ask quietly. I hear everyone stop whispering in a sudden.
"You're awake."I hear a guy's voice say.
I nod slightly, still clearly confused. "Where am I? Who are you? How many of you are there?" I ask. I try to bring my hands to the back of my head to untie the thing covering my eyes, but I realize that they're tied up, too. I start panicking, and thrashing around, trying to get untied.
"Woah, Woah, calm down. You're fine," the same voice as before says. I feel hands on my shoulders, and instantly stop, my breathing still heavy.
"I want to go home. Let me go!" I exclaim. I feel the thing covering my eyes loosen, and soon, it's off, and I can see everything around me. I'm in a bedroom, with a few guys surrounding me, all having guns in their hands. I eye the gun in the waistband of the one guys' jeans, and he sighs.
"You can't leave, darling. But you're going to be fine. Just don't try anything stupid." He says. I stare at him, and I know that fear is written all over my face, but I don't even care. I don't want to be here and he knows it.
"Who are you?" I ask, my voice shaky.
"You might know who we are. We've been all over the news lately. We're the ones that rob banks and kill people. Ring a bell?" One of the other men says this, walking up to us. My eyes suddenly widen, knowing exactly who they are...
***
I woke up to the stupid sun shining in my room. It's a weekend, so I hate being woken up by the blinding sun. Why didn't I shut my blinds, last night? I knew this would happen, too. Well, I can't fall back to sleep, now. I'm one of those people that, when they wake up, they cannot fall back asleep if they tried. It sucks. I decide to check my phone, seeing it's 11:30 in the morning, anyways. My best friend, Lilly and I are suppose to go to the mall, today. She told me to call her when I wake up, but I know for a fact she's still asleep. I might as well get up and make food, then.
I walk downstairs, pulling my sweater tighter around me. I don't understand why my brother has the air conditioning up so high! Sure, it's pretty hot outside, because it's mid to late spring, but still!
"Jack! Turn down the air!" I call to nowhere in particular. I know Jack is either in his bedroom, the basement, or the living room. "But it's hot out!" I hear him call back. I walk into the living room where I heard his voice come from, and see him watching a movie on the couch... blankets around him.
"Even you're freezing. Turn it down, you moron." I say, smacking him upside the head. He groans, getting up and walking to the spinny thingy that controls the air in the house... I never did know what that was called...
"Aren't you and Lilly going to the mall, today?" He asks, and I nod.
"Yep! She's probably still asleep, though. I got woken up by the sun." I say, groaning slightly. I walk to the kitchen, and I hear Jack following behind. "Sucks for you. I'm only up this early because I went to bed early last night," he says.
