The Unfinished Business (BOOK 2)

Chapter Twenty-Five: "We walk in like bosses and f*ck sh*t up"

Chapter 25: "We walk in like bosses and f*ck sh*t up"

Amelia's P.O.V

Making sure I don't forget to drag Bree along with us, we stop at the two tatty buildings.

Bree squints and looks up, "This is where she said? Are you sure mate, 'cos it looks-"

"I know what she said" cuts off Carter, annoyed

Bree lets out a low whistle, "Well...okay then. Just saying love."

I huddle into my jacket from the chilly February air. "So what do we do?" I ask

"We walk in like bosses and f*ck sh*t up" replies Carter, smoothly as he walks ahead of us

The three of us grin at Carter and follow him inside the building. We step in and see nothing but darkness.

"Are you actually kidding me?" I mutter, "It's 10 in the morning, why is it dark?"

"They've blacked out the windows Sherlock" retorts Harry

"It's a 'hideout' remember?" adds Bree

"But we don't even know that yet-" I start

"It's a hideout babe" says Harry, ending the conversation

"OI WHO SAID YOU'RE ALLOWED IN HERE?" screams a gruff man.

"Alright no need to flipping shout" I remark

Harry shakes his head, but I see a small smile on his face.

The burly looking man steps in front of us, menacingly.

"Who's in charge around here?" demands Harry, straightaway.

The man slowly steps forward, making his footsteps echo around the halls. "And why should I tell you?" he growls, face to face with Harry.

Harry shoots him a bored look and without any warning, Harry HEADBUTTS the man, making him stumble backwards. He grips onto the man's wrist and twists them around his back painfully.

"I'll ask you one more time Fat Tony, who's in charge?" spits Harry

"Your f*cking mum-" hisses the man, only to be cut off by someone else

"Let him go now, or I'll shoot your girls" speaks a sharp voice.

We all turn our heads to the voice and approaching out from the dark, steps out a man dressed in a black suit with his hands behind his back. Behind him I see his two little bodyguards, looking like right dogs.

"You don't even have a gun" speaks Carter

"No" speaks the man, "But my friends do"

Harry let's go of the man, not before roughly pushing him.

"Why do you work for him?" demands Carter, getting straight to the point

The man let's out a chuckle, "Let's take this into the office shall we? You can bring your friends" he says, smiling at Carter.

We walk down the dark corridor and reach the stairs. I eye the sharp suited man but can't help to think he looks oddly familiar. We climb up them and see the corridors on the first floor now filled with light. Cornered and unable to run- due to Shaggy and Scooby back there- I observe the area. Paintings hang off the wall, polished oak tables sit at various areas, plants looking fresh and healthy...wait is this a hideout or the Queen's Palace?

This doesn't look like anything Blaze would want to get involved in, so why team up with this gang? Whatever this gang is called anyway. We step inside a petite office.