(Warning: This chapter may contain some violence that some people may feel uncomfortable with)
Rebbie's POV
"How are we even supposed to find him? We don't even know his last name or what he looks like"
"But you know what Janet looks like don't you?" Ray cuts in. "Obviously DUMBASS. But how are we supposed to know where this Chad is? It's the middle of the day, I doubt he'd be at a strip club and even if he is, he's not gonna tell us where...."
"Why are you trying to stop us finding Janet?" Ocean cuts in "I'm not. I'm just saying we can't just storm over there. We should just go home and wait for the police and let them handle it. they know what their doing and are trained for this kind of thing. We don't even know where we're going or..."
"Found it" Michael cuts in, after an hour of not speaking and parks the car outside a nightclub and the 4 of us make our way inside.
"Ok, we should try and find the manager or...." Before I can finish Michael, Ocean and Ray charge towards the back and I hear a loud smash and yelling coming from the room they just ran into.
I open the door and stand motionless when I see Michael on top of a man punching him. "Please... I swear I don't know any Chad... or Janet" The man whimpers. "Wrong answer bitch!" Ocean snaps and picks up a piece of glass by a broken picture frame and rests it near the mans throat. "You wanna try that again?" she asks and before he can answer a large man come running into the room.
"What the fuck is going..."
"Are you Chad?" Ray asks "Who wants to know?" The man shrugs, cockily and Ray punches him knocking him to the ground. "I see we have another one that doesn't wanna talk" he frown. "Who's Chad and where is he?"
"I don't know who..."
"Answer the question or I'll blow your fucking brains out" Ray snaps and points a gun towards the mans head. "Ok, ok. he comes in here sometimes with some girl, but that's all I know I swear" The man whimpers and then starts crying.
"What about you? You ready to talk yet?" Michael says to the other man and he shakes his head. "You sure about that?" he says in a calm voice then pulls his arm backwards, causing the man to scream out in pain.
"OK I'LL TALK!" The man yells then finally tells us which nights Chad comes here with Janet. "And where would he be now?" Michael asks and he gives him an address. "That's his girlfriend's address. He usually goes to see her in the mornings"
"And what's her name?" Ocean asks "Anna.... please let me go. I told you everything I know" The man whimpers. Michael gets up off of him slightly, then suddenly pulls his arm back further and there's a loud crack, followed by the mans screams. "Next time answer the fucking question" Michael snaps then walks out of the room, followed by the others and I stand in shock at what i've just witness my little brother do.
I'm snapped back into reality when I feel a hand, brush against my shoulder, and I quickly turn, hitting the person in the process.
"What the fuck!?" Ray snaps, holding the side of his face, in shock, "I'm sorry I didn't know it was..."
"Just hurry up. You trying to get us caught?" he cuts me off and grabs my arms, rushing me outside and Michael and Ocean are already sitting in the car waiting. The second I close the door, michael speeds off.
"I can't belive that just happened" I mutter to myself shakily. "Me neither. Why the fuck would you hit me in the face!? we're supossed to be on the same team" Ray turns to me, still holding the side of his face. "I'm not talking about that about that!? I'm talking about what just happened with those men... How could you break someones arm like that?" I turn to Michael. "Shit happens" He shrugs and I look at him, both confused and shocked by how the 3 of them have gone from psychotic to calm in a matter of moments.
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