Jason McCann: Forgive

7

There's going to be alot of POV switches. Keep up.
This is going to be pretty short. Im building up the suspense.

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"WHERE THE FUCK IS BOSS?" I yell while pushing the rebel strand of blond hair back inside the mask. 

"We haven't heard or seen her since we split up".

"Taco's for Dinner Initiated"

"FUCK" I stomp my foot in aggravation. 

The robotic voice had come through all our ear pieces and then it was gone.

"What was that?" Someone asked.

"The beginning of your worst nightmare"

Jason McCann POV

One trap had already been activated then another right after. All we needed was the third one.

It was 95% complete.

"Alright boys. Let's-"

"BOSS IT'S BEEN ACTIVATED"

A sense of disappointment and anguish washes over me, but also relief.

"Let's leave then. You know what to do.  Move it"

Leaving the building I ignore the body bag a couple of my men were carrying.

Getting into the car I feel as if an elephant was sitting on top of me.

If only.....

? POV

"He's watching you. You know your not supposed to do this. So why do it?"

Lifting the gun I kill the puny human. 

Turning around I lift one eyebrow.

"What's wrong with her?"

"We had some technical difficulties"

Nodding I turn back around and scrunch my nose.

"Someone come get this"

Let the games begin.

Taylor's POV

"I don't know what to tell you. There's nothing we can do. It's out of our hands"

Slamming my fist against the wall I groan in frustration.

"She was over him. Done with the fucker. But then he does this? He's gone too far" I say.

Sarah's POV

"I mis her Paige.  She was the only one that understood me. Well along with you.  And I don't like that man, he gives me a weird feeling."

Sissy just smiles at me but I can tell it's forced. "everything is going to be fine. Let's just wait and see what happens"

I sigh. "you know nothing is fine or will ever be fine until she's home. Until Cassie's home"

Paige glares at me.

"Don't you ever talk about her again. And we're supposed to call her Selena. You know this, stop being such a baby."

The tears that fell down my face were filled with sadness and anger.

I was sad because Paige was in denial. I was angry because no one was doing anything to look for Cassie.

She will always be Cassie to me.

Maybe I'll just have to look for her on my own....

Taylor's POV

"Mhm...... Yah....... Alright"

Hanging up the phone I put my head in my hands.

Nothing. 

No one's seen or heard from Selena since her disappearance,

Which was about a week ago.

It's horrible really. 

Me being in second command means that I have to sub in for her and it's hard. I don't know how she's able to do it.

But that's the gang life for you. Always having to look over your back and not get to close to anyone.

If only.

No word or secret message from Selena. It was frustrating.

I was running out of time. If people found out.....

It would be a total disaster.

Shaking my head​ I sit up straight and stare at the empty chair across from me.  Selena's chair.

It just didn't feel right sitting in her chair, or seeing it empty.

But I had to keep my head screwed on tight.

For Selena.

Most of all for this gang.

Getting up I do a quick stretch before leaving the office. Sure Selena's gone, but that doesn't mean I can just slack off.

"Alright. Let's get team 3 ready for the heist and use the Angels as back up and medical. "

Everyone nods their head. The atmosphere was tense, no one wanted to confront the obvious elephant in the room.

It was horrible.

But tolerable.

Leaving the living room where the meeting was held I go to the kitchen wanting to preoccupy myself with the short free time I had.

Grabbing a bag of Cheetos my hand simultaneously​ tosses the chips in my mouth one by one.

"Are we out of the woods yet?.....Are we in the clear yet?" My voice cracks and I take a deep breath. My dream had always been to be a singer. That was one of the songs I was working on.

Selena would have liked it.

Slamming my fist down on the counter I shake my head getting rid of those thoughts then look down at a couple chips that had fallen and smile sadly.

Poor Chip.

I didn't get to eat it.

Sighing for what felt like the hundreth time I hop off the stool. Wiping my fingers on my jeans, since licking them disgust me, im back to square one.

The groups I had made should have been on their way already.

No one knew how bad it meant that tacos had been initiated. They didn't know the trouble it would cause.

Only a miracle could save us now.

Lord knows we haven't had that happen in a while.