Criminal 22: don't forget that i love you...

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“Faster! Faster!” i Order Devlin while we’re in his car, sweetheart at the back seat staring the gun she found in the traveling bag I put in there and a bat.

“Sweetheart! Put that back! You’re not going to use that!” said devlin to sweetheart when he noticed she’s holding a gun.

“Awesome…” sweetheart whispered.

“It’s not awesome! Put that back now! You won’t be using that!” he demanded.

“Oh I will! I will kill her!” sweetheart said and laugh wickedly.

“Pardon? I am the one who going to kill her!” I said.

“Oh right! Sorry! I will kill her slaves!!!” she said and laughs again!

I held tightly at my seat when devlin shockingly turns the car to the left street. “No you’re not! We are not going to kill anyone! Will only beat the hell out of them.” He said and turns the wheel.

“But! I was to try pulling the trigger!” sweetheart said and gave devlin her puppy eyes.

Devlin gave him a death glare. She signed and put the gun back…” fine! Beat the crap out of them!” she said in a sad voice.

“Hara call 911.” Devlin ordered me.

“Why should I? You two are criminal remember?” I mention Zach and him.

“Just call them, or I will call them?” said sweetheart and took her cell phone out.

“But what if they will also arrest you?” I asked.

“They won’t… I know they won’t…” sweetheart smiled at me.

“Well ok, if you say so, give me my bag.” I said to her. She handed me my traveling bag.

“So you want a gun? For safe sake?” I asked devlin.

His eyebrows went up. “Since when did you—“

“Just answer me…” I said and open the bag.

“No, I have one already...” he said.

“Fine, I will carry one… sweetheart hand me my bat…” I said, she handed it to me fast.

“That’s the bat you use earlier right? How did you use that?”Sweetheart asked.

“I just swing it; I was a baseball player when I was 9.” I said.

Devlin parked the car in a 5 star hotel.

Sweetheart whistle.. “Well, this is a nice place to hide a man…” she said and put her leather gloves that I give to her. I notice that her skin was this and easy to wound.

“Are you sure you want to rescue Zach?” I asked her.

“Of course! He is my fake brother! And he is the one who teach me how to kick ass… before devlin.” She said.

“Let’s go.” Devlin said and went out of the car, sweetheart fallowed.

I pry silently. I will save Zach! No matter what!

Then I went out of the car. I saw sweetheart calling 911. I was carrying the bat in my hand.

“I wish I have a bomb…” said sweetheart and hide her cell phone at devlin’s pocket. “It will be easier to bomb this place.” She added.

“You’re going to kill Zach if that happen idiot…” devlin said.

She smiled. “No I won’t! Bad grass are hard to kill, he won’t die because he’s a bad grass.”

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