Jack POV:
"Sit down!" I yelled. Everyone scattered around the room, getting back to their seats. Except for Jose, who just walked over by the wall, leaning against it. I ignored him and went back to our scheduled meeting."Anything new?" I asked.
"The drugs you ordered will come in tomorrow, just like you wanted," Brandon spoke up.
"Excellent." I nod my head. I turned around and faced Joe. "Did you do as I told you?" I asked him. He is the idiot in the group. He will mess everything up. But, those times, I don't give a damn. But this. This job I gave him, he better not messed up.
"Yes sir!" He saluted."You can ask Jose." He pointed at him. I looked up. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. I glared at him.
"Well, did he?" I shout at him. He scoffed.
"He did do the job. Not exactly like you wanted it to go." I snapped my head to Joe. He looked terrified.
"What does he mean?" I asked, keeping my anger under control. Joe doesn't answer. He was shaking. "WHAT DOES HE MEAN?!" I repeated, slamming my fist on the table.
"Jose did what you wanted him to do, find out what they were saying in the school parking lot." He said, scared. "He followed them to the beach. Then I came. He told me what I missed. We were just there, watching them. Then they were about to kiss. So I stopped it." I felt a tiny bit better when he said that. "But then they still left together." He muttered that part quietly.
"WHAT!?" My anger returned. I looked at Jose, who was calm. "WHY DID YOU LET THIS HAPPEN! WE WANT THEM APART! NOT TOGETHER!" I yelled.
"I am so sorry bo-" Joe started.
"DON'T APOLOGIZE TO ME!" I interrupted him. "THANKS TO BOTH OF YOU THIS IS NOW 100 TIMES WORSE!" I snapped.
"Calm down Jack. It was my idea." Jose spoke up. I turned to him. I got up from my seat and walked to him. I saw so close to his face that he didn't even move.
"What. Did. You. Just. Say?" I growled through my teeth.
"That it was my idea to let them go. So you don't have to kill Jose." He said calmly. He stared at me.
"It's not your decision who I should not kill!" I snapped. I heard Joe whimper. T slowly turned my head and glared at Joe. I slowly walked to him. I rested my hand on his chair. I tried to act calm. I sighed. "Jose took the blame for letting them go. So you are safe." Joe relaxed a little, but he was still tensed up. "But, I do need him, so don't take this the wrong way." Before he could get up or even say anything, I pulled out my gun and shot him. Everyone that was near him winced. Some of his blood fell onto the dark red round table.
His body fell down on the floor with a loud thump. I walked over his lifeless body and sat back down at my seat. " What do you have in mind Jose?" I put the gun in my belt loop. Jose uncrossed his arms and walked to the table where the rest of us were.
"I was thinking that we should let them be together." My anger returned.
"You want them to-" I snapped.
'Ah, ah, ah. I'm not finished, Jack." I took a deep breath. "And throughout their relationship, we will do things, small things that will slowly drive them apart." Jose continued. I opened my eyes. Jose was looking at everyone, asking for approval on his idea. "And we will find a way to return Justin's memories." He shrugged.
"And if it doesn't work?" I asked.
"Then you and I will kill both of them." His evil smile widened. I smiled back at him.
"Fair enough. Who else is in?" Everyone cheered. "You got yourselves a deal, Jose." He nods.
"Pleasure working with you Jack," Jose smirked and walked out the door.
"We will give those lovebirds a few weeks. Then from there will slowly drive them apart. And we will kill Rose. And we will have our second in command back." Everyone cheered, yelled, whooped, and chanted. I sat there looking at them. This plan better work. If it doesn't, at least I will get some fun out of it.
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