The Gang

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After school, I followed Lucas to the subway. I learned many skills by watching spy movies, so I got in, one car behind him. About 3 stops later, he got out, and I followed. He started walking into the dangerous part of town, with all the punks and gangs. What is he doing here?  I followed him, careful not to get too close. He stopped by an alleyway, looked around, and stepped in. I quickly ran after him, only seeing the heel of his boot as he turned the corner.

A little later, he stopped in front of a warehouse with a very muscular man up front. Lucas said some things to the man. The man gave a sharp nod and Lucas entered. How would I get past? I can't read lips. I'll just wing it. I need to get in- fast. I walked up to the man,

     "Hello, can I go in, please?"

     "Password." The man said.

     "Texas cowboys?"

His arm swung towards me, somehow in slow motion. I dodged it with ease. I threw an uppercut, grateful for all the self-defense lessons my mom made me take. My fish collided with his jaw, he grunted in pain. I quickly got behind him and pinned his arm behind his back, surprised how slow everything was moving.

     "I was never here." I stated. He just stared at me. I pushed his arm higher, he yelped in pain. 

     "I. Was. Never. Here." I said seriously. He nodded quickly, with fear and pain in his eyes. I found a pressure point and he collapsed, out cold. I walked into the building.

In the building was a wall with weapons, armour, and shields. I picked a dagger off the wall and looked around. There is a door marked 'office' I looked in the window and saw Lucas with 5 other men seated around the table. They all got up and headed to the door. I went around the corner and waited for Lucas.

He was the last one out, I grabbed him and covered his mouth.

     "Speak quietly and explain all this." I said.

     "Maya?!?! What are you doing here?!?!" He said, shocked. I held the dagger against his throat,

     "Explain."

     "Ok, Maya. Put the knife down and let's talk about this." 

Some cold hands shoved me against a wall.

     "How'd you find us? Who do you work for?" A mysterious voice said.

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