Taking me in (BBS STORY)

5: The Sadists

I cautiously brushed my finger tips along the cold metal of the guns. I picked up a pistol examining it carefully, twisting it, turning it, looking at it from every possible angle. I would love to learn to shoot, hunt maybe. I walked up to the board, my eyes drifted slowly between the words. I whispered them to myself "Armoured trucks... Machine guns... 54 Westward Avenue". All of these things had pictures correlating to them. The address was a picture of a large warehouse, along with photographs of truck unloading packages of some white powder. I sit down forgetting about the guys for a good minute and flicking through files in the room. One document contained information on a gang named "The Sadists". I looked through all the information the guys had gathered and noticed that in neat hand writing someone had written '54 Westward Avenue, Downtown Los Santos'. This must be where the gang is based, I thought to myself. Are the guys part of a gang? Is this why they have the warehouse? Are they planning to take down the rivals? All these questions... I snapped several photos of the files on my phone and left. Some how it had been 10 minutes in the 'Heist room' and no one has questioned why I took so long. I went back out shaking violently with out realising till Vanoss ran up to me looking worried.
"You ok?" He asked tucking a strand of loose hair behind my ear.
"Yeah but I think I might of caught a cold out running the other day, I'm gonna go home" I lied.
I almost ran out of the building yelling bye behind me as I left. Delirious looked worried but didn't question me. I slowed my pace and got home looking around to see my mom had left a note that she was on a date. It made me happy and sad at the same time but overall I just felt... numb. I went back through my phone messily jotting down important information about the gang and deleted the photos off my phone. I began to think about whether I should continue to hang around these people, could it get me in danger. But at least if it did it would distract me from my boring life. Plus I don't wanna see any of them get hurt otherwise my chances of making any new friends would completely vanish.
As I tossed and turned in bed my head kept telling me to get involved. I had decided that the next day I would take a quick look at the warehouse on Westward Avenue. It gave my mind some peace finally choosing what to do and I drifted to sleep.

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