Gang Leader's Choice

Chapter Twenty-Seven: War & Deaths

*EDITED*

Chapter Twenty-Seven: War & Deaths

Adeline's P.O.V.

I was thinking of doing this in Mason's pov but to create suspense and mystery i and writing in Adeline's pov.

"MASON!!!!" Someone shouted barging into the room.

"What?" Mason snapped.

"They're stealing our weapons," The person said coming into the room.

"Go send some men, Clark go tell my group to go to my office, wait there," Mason ordered.

"Do you wanna stay in here or come with?" Mace asked as he was about to open the door.

"I'll come," I said and jogged over behind him.

"Clark," Mason said.

"Yes," Clark said.

"Make sure Eli doesn't come near Addy," Mason said and sat down.

"You can sit there I'll make sure Eli isn't near you," Clark said.

"Let everyone in when they come," Mason said and started reading papers. I took out my phone and started playing random games.

"MASON!!!!" Sara shouted running into the office.

"Yeah," Mace questioned looking up.

"Someone was left outside out door with duct tape on her mouth, and her arms and legs wrapped up," Sara said in one quick breath. Mace then got up and gestured for me and Clark to follow. We then followed Sara to a crowd of the gang around someone. Mace then glared down at her then bent down and ripped the duct tape off her mouth. Well that was a little harsh.

"Who are you?" Mace said standing back and glaring down at her.

She stayed quiet.

"I asked. WHO. ARE. YOU," Mace roared.

She still stayed quiet.

"Throw her in the cells. Away from everyone," Mace said to some fighters around us. They then lifted her up and I could see her face properly.

"NO. MASON DON'T!!" Clark exclaimed standing in front of her.

"Why not?" Mace asked sassily.

"She's from our school we have Science together for 7th period. Her names Isabella," Clark said defensively.

"Ok she'll still get food but she's still going to the cells we don't know who she is," Mace said.

"...ok," Clark said walked back into the house after Mace.

"Why you late?" Eli asked Mace when we came to his office.

"We had a small emergency," Mace said curtly as we entered his office. Eli was about to sit in the seat next to me when Clark grabbed him harshly and pushed in the opposite direction.

"What the fuck! You lil bitch I always sit there!" Eli exclaimed and started sizing Clark up.

"Not anymore, you prick," Clark replied.

"You son of a bitch," Eli said and swung at Clark but Mace was in between them holding Eli's fist.

"Listen to Clark, will ya, you ain't sittin there anymore so don't complain," Mace growled out. Eli then trudged over to and empty seat at the end of the table.

"Well I have been informed that our weapons are being stolen and one of our warehouses are being torn down. We have also been told that this is officially war. So we are going to have to plan out our attack and head out today," Mace said standing up. He then went and grabbed a stand and a white board.