Ride or Die - An MB FanFic [Sequel to (N)JAD] [Discontinued]

Try Me. (Part One)

As you can see from the title, this is an all business chapter. Sorry I took so long to post but I'm catching hell at home this week :/ but I'm not gonna get into it soo...

Anyways...  

ENJOYY! :)

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::Jewel's POV::  

{Undisclosed Location}  

(12:00 P.M.)

I walked quietly along the dirt road, hopping over the footpaths that I know for sure will set off a trap upon impact. I had only been here once before, but to a trained person like myself, I knew that any place that seemed too perfect or too smooth was definitely a trap. The dirt-and leaf-covered foot holes were no exception.

When I finally made it to the doorstep, I unlocked the wooden door and stepped through, tapping my code into the keypad next to the second door, which happened to be automatic. It slid open with ease and it revealed an urban black, red and white living room with a connecting kitchen. I nodded at the worker and she pressed a button on the white all call speaker by the door.

"Mr. August, Jewel is here."

"Send her up immediately."

"Yes sir."

She took her finger off of the button and turned to me, taking out a metal detector and checking me with it.

"You may proceed."

"Thank you, Carrie." I said politely, walking through the double doors and over to an elevator.

I stepped inside, pressing the numbers "000" and hitting the down button. 3 floors later, I was standing in Mr. August's headquarters. In a way, it's backwards. The floors go down instead of up so the house seems more normal. But since it's in the more desolate part of town, no one comes near it. Whether they know it or not, it's better if they don't.

"Nice to see you again, Mr. A." I said, the freshly polished wooden floors making an audible squeak as I took a seat in front of his black desk. Most of the room was blue, however, besides his desk, leather couch, and TV.

"Same to you, Ms. Jewel. Progress?"

"Well, I caught Devon yesterday. He's in the lab downtown under a memory eraser so we can re-train him here in HQ."

"It's a sad day when you have to capture a co-worker, huh?"

I nodded solemnly.

"What does Chres know?"

"Nothing besides what I asked Deanna to tell him."

"And that would be?"

"He knows about Ray and Casey."

"Can you ask Ms. Smith to bring him down here when she comes? Maybe even Alexandria too. They need to be briefed because there's a lot they don't know about the field they play in."

"There's a lot I don't know either."

"How so?"

"I mean I have no clue how this whole feud even started, but you still got into their gang even though they knew you were an August."

"Listen, Jewel. It all started with my parents..."

***Flashback*** 

{July 17, 1988}  

(9:32 P.M.)

:: POV: Hayden Sr. ::