No Stopping Now [The Scorch Trials] DISCONTINUED

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve: Deal.

“Don’t talk all at once. . .” Jorge snorts when no one answered him, Katherine would’ve answered him with a witty remark if only Newt would take his hand away from her mouth.

“We’re just heading towards the mountains, we’re looking for a Safe Haven with the Right Arm.” Thomas speaks up, men and woman behind them snicker.

“Right Arm? You’re following ghost, hermano. Now, second question. Where did you come from?” Jorge stares directly at Thomas.

“You don’t care.” Thomas replies cautiously, Jorge tilts his head, a device on Jorge’s table beeps, catching his attention.

Jorge picked it up and read the small electronic screen before glancing up at the teens with a smirk, “Escaped lab rats from a science facility, eh? Sorry, hermano. But all of you belong to WICKED, which means all you are very, very valuable.”

“We’ll take you with us!” Thomas shouts quickly, he looks around and catches Brenda glaring at Katherine and Katherine glaring right back.

“W-We’ll take you with us to the Safe Haven with the Right Arm. We can bring you to safety. Please, give us a chance.” Thomas begs, Katherine shares many similar looks with the others when she breaks away from her glaring session with Brenda as she looks at Thomas.

Jorge stays silent for a few minutes his expression stoic, then a smirk begins to tug on his lips.

“Money speaks more to me than words, hermano.” Jorge says finally, making Thomas’s stomach drop. “Andale! Hang them up!”

Suddenly, Katherine and the other six teens are grabbed and pulled away towards a small dark room, an dark pit underneath the ropes.

The guys were all hung first, and when they get to Katherine and Diana things got a lot harder than they first expected.

But all seven teenagers ended up hanging upside down in the end.

And quite a few men were left severely injured.

“Great plan, Thomas. . . Let’s just see what they had to say . .Your plan worked miraculously.” Minho groans sarcastically.

“Shut up, Minho,” Thomas growls and looks around. “Maybe I can reach the rope.”

Thomas grunts and tries to reach over and grab the rope tied to his feet, but he can’t reach.

Katherine hangs upside down next to the struggling Thomas, not doing a thing but crossing her arms and glaring at the wall.

“Thomas, stop, you’re embarrassing yourself.” She growls at him, he looks at her and stops.

Then Jorge walks in with a cane and a smirk, “Enjoying the view?” He asks.

“Now what do you what?”

“Very, thank you.” Katherine snaps just as Thomas snapped at Jorge.

Jorge looks at them both and chuckles, “That’s my question. . .” He says, answering Thomas and ignoring Katherine. “My men want to sell you back to WICKED. . . Life made them compromisers. . . But I’m not like that, and something tells me, you aren’t either.”

“Has the blood rushed to my head or is this dumb shank actually speaking mighty stupid crap?” Minho asks, Katherine grins at him.

“What’s​ a shank?” Jorge asks before looking back at Thomas.

“You help me, by telling me everything you know about the Safe Haven and the Right Arm, and I’ll help you in return.” He points the end of his cane at Thomas.