Hannah | Maze Runner

#15 The plan to get Minho back.

(Not all warriors bare swords)

The plan was that Thomas and Gally would sneak back into the city, track down where Teresa would be, which isnt difficult, then kidnap her.

I know it sounds wrong, a group of guys and some idiot they picked up along the way kidnapping a young lady. Then there's Brenda and Jorge.
Fair enough. Whatever.

We had another 45 minutes of waiting until they finally got back to the little cathedral.

We gathered round Teresa, who was put in a chair, the round table behind us holding the candles.

Newt went to remove the bag from over Teresa's head.
The first thing she noticed was...

"Gally?"

"This is how this is gonna go." He said, not explaining anything about his resurrection.

"We're gonna ask you some questions, and you're gonna tell us exactly what we need to know. We'll start off simple," he said, getting up from leaning on the back of a chair. "Where's Minho."

I watched with amusement as her eyes darted to Thomas then at Gally and so on.

"You guys don't seriously think..."

She was cut off by Gally slamming a chair down in front of her backwards and sitting on it.

"Don't look at him," he ordered, "why you looking at him? Look at me. He's not gonna help you."

She longed one last look at Thomas before focusing her attention on Gally.

"Now, we know you have Minho in the building. Where?"
He ordered with no emotion in his tone.

"He's with the others in holding." She sighed, finally giving in, "Sub level three."

I glanced happily at Newt, smirking.

"How many others?" Newt asked, prying his eyes away from me to look at Teresa.

"28"

"I can make that work." Brenda stated confidently.

"No" Teresa stuttered, "no you guys don't understand. The whole levels restricted. Y-you can't get in without a thumbprint ID."

"That's why you're gonna come with us." I stated, leaning an arm over the back of my chair.

"Well, I don't know, we don't necessarily need her. Right," Gally got up, pushing his chair away and grabbing a scalpel, "not all of her. We just need her finger."

That made me cringe, major.
God, why did that sound so bad?

"Gally back off." Tommy boy warned.

"Are You squeamish. I guarantee she's done alot worse to Minho."

"That's not the plan, back off." He said, standing and taking the scalpel.

No wonder she looks to him for help. Like a deer in headlights, hopefully this time the driver won't stop driving.

"It won't make a difference. Do what you want to me. You still wont make it through the front door."

"We know. We're tagged.
Property of WCKD." He said, crouching beside Teresa.
"You're gonna help us with that too."
He held up the glimmering scalpel.

I sat down after Gally, tying my hair up in a bun so it was out the way for Teresa to work.

I sat on the chair backwards with my arms draped over the back, holding one wrist, holding my jacket with the other.