Pretty evil

Chapter 12- You can die

-Jason's POV-
I wasn't lying when I said I would change for Calla, but she was right when she said that this is in my blood. I'd be a fool if I told myself that this isn't something I crave, when Calla isn't on my mind, this sorta stuff is. All four of us think about this night and day, this is how we make our money and present our revenge. I have only ever personally killed one person in cold blood, and that was because they were a threat to me. The rest of the people deserved it, stealing from me, trashing all on my name, turning up where they shouldn't have...ya know, all that sorta stuff.

Anyway, it was the next day. Calla was back to work and so was I. I sat with my elbow rested on my knee, my finger tips danced over the black metal that was presented in front of me on the coffee table. Four guns for the four of us, I had first pick on which I wanted. Quickly , I took a swig of the whiskey bottle in front of me before selecting the gun I was going to use, "alright, I've chosen. Who next?" I asked, the guys stepped forwards one by one and selected their gun of choice.

"So what's the plan?" Ben asked, as he tucked a pocket knife into his boot. "I want to emphasise we're not there to kill, we're there to intimidate" I stated, the boys nodded "unless of course you feel you have no choice" " and our aim?" Warren asked, I thought for a moment, "get what is ours. They've had over a month to return the money and the rest of the shit they stole from us. Feel free to slice a knife over their skin if they get brave-" I took another sip of the whiskey, Aj did the same. "- I'm rusty as fuck, I haven't gone this long without at least cutting a bitch so I will be tempted, but I'm not sticking my finger in your bullet wound if shit goes south. You can die." I warned, no sarcasm was present in my tone. I was serious.

I love these boys with all my heart, they're my family but I wasn't playing. Over the year I've been the one to pick up the pieces, don't get me wrong these boys are good at what they do, if they weren't then they'd be in jail and not in my house. However, I am the one who has always held them up, cleaned up their shit when stuff goes wrong and that's about to change around here. I trust them to do jobs on their own, they have always come back with the best result possible but this job was different.

We were robbed a month or so ago, unfortunately for those people they didn't know who they were messing with. I also found out that there's a possibility of them being apart of a rival gang, although this is unlikely due to how messy they were when it came to covering their evidence. Nobody breaks into Jason McCann's home without a consequence. This meeting was well over due and I didn't wanna leave that building without the result I have planned for.

Getting my money back, plus a little extra more.

"Alright, get your shit together, get your face coverers and meet me at the car in 10" warren announced, clapping his hands together. I took one last swig of the whiskey, before taking the safety off the gun I was holding. I focused on the barrel for a second "let's do this".

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-Calla's POV-

I finally made a dint in the paperwork that I had pushed aside for the past month, my laptop sat open on my desk with Jason's record on my screen. I never asked why he decided on the fake name Joseph Moore, it wasn't too dissimilar from his real name. His record sat open on my screen without reason, I was just intrigued as to how he managed to slip through my fingers multiple times even when I had worked on his case briefly before, and why I had decided that his case was not worthy of my companies time and money.

I had been sat in this office for twelve hours straight, just working through all these cases before my boss caught onto the fact I had been pushing this aside. My heels lay next to me instead of on my feet, I was wearing a sweater I'd stolen from Jason the night before instead of my normal office wear, I had the lights off in the room, the only source of vision being from the sunset outside and a lamp that sat in the corner of the room. I was relaxed and that was the only way I could mentally get any of this stuff done.

A knock sounded on my door, I looked up and it was Abby, I waved her in "hey" I smiled, she poked her head around the corner, "hey, you look comfy" she laughed, "I am, thank you for noticing" I joked, she moved into the room more. I placed my pen on my desk and closed the lid of my laptop, "I was just wondering if it's okay if I leave a little bit earlier, I have this family thing go-" "Abby just go, you don't need to explain anything to me. Just inform downstairs that if anyone comes to visit me, they'll have to ring up straight to me." "Oh thankyou miss Rees-" she began, I interrupted "call me Calla and stop being so nervous around me, I'm really not that scary" I joked again, she slapped her forehead lightly , "I owe you big time" she stated, I shook my head and picked my pen back up, "you owe me nothing, you do enough. Just close the door on your way out okay?" "Of course, thank you again" she beamed, closing the door behind her as she walked out the room.

I sighed, a sudden air of sadness came over me. I clicked the home button on my phone to see if Jason had messaged. Nothing. There's no way he was still out on a job. I rested my forehead on my hand and groaned, a buzz sounded. I looked over and saw that he was calling, a smile formed on my lips as I cleared my throat ready to answer. It's like he read my mind.

"Hello?" I chimed, hearing multiple gunshots in the background, "Jas-" my eyebrows furrowed.

"Babe, I'm gonna pick you up from work so stay there. Just give me like-" Jason paused, he sounded out of breath "-20 minutes"

"Okay but what the hell is going on? Are you calling me in the middle of a job?" I questioned, the gun shots continued.

"I can't talk right now-" I heard one last gun shot, before a male groan. Then, the line cut out. I removed the phone from my ear and stared at it

Is this boy insane! He just called me in the middle of a job like it was nothing, and now the line has been dropped. My heart began to beat so fast, had something happened to him? I don't even know where he is so I can't even go look. I began to bite my thumbnail, "this is baddd"