Delinquent

Chapter 2

I'm done.

I walk out of the room and watch as Tim enters, taking matters into his own hands. "This isn't a very good impression of me for the first day, huh? I give up just like that.." I say looking over at Niall. "When criminals like this guy don't cooperate, there's nothing we can really do. Tim is just going in there to see if Zayn has any final words to say before we put him into his cell."

"You're never going to find shit out." Zayn says as he walks out of the room, Tim guiding him to his cell. I hear the door open then shut, and I follow Niall who is following Tim. I watch as Zayn sits on the rock hard bed in his cell, and the large gate closes, locking Zayn in. "When do I get my phone call?" Zayn asks as we all start to walk away.

Tim rolls his eyes and Niall ignores him, but I turn around. "What's your goal? What is your group doing?" I ask him. He smirks and walks towards me, only a wall of steel bars separating us. "I will not, ever, tell you anything." He says, leaning closer to me.

I lean my face in towards his, close enough that he could feel my breath on his lips. "You will tell me." I whisper, trying to play the same game he was playing on me. He pulls away and laughs. "Don't even try the whole 'sexy' cop thing, trying to get answers out of me and shit. It's not happening."

I turn around and groan, then I hear him whisper. "See you, never again." I decide to brush it off, not knowing what he means by it, and I walk out of the room, to see Niall waiting for me outside of the door.

"We're aloud to leave now, Tim says we've done enough today. Do you need a ride home or anything?" Niall asks politely. "No thanks, I'll go get changed then leave as soon as I'm done." Niall walks off and out towards his car, and I make my way to the washroom.

What the hell did Zayn mean by 'see you never again'? What the hell does he mean? Should I tell Tim?

All my thoughts get jumbled up in my head as I make my way back out of the change room, then outside. Just as I'm about to get into my car, I see a dark shadow and a small red light near the back corner of the building. I instinctively run towards the unknown thing, and hide behind a small brick 'fence' placed right in the middle of the wall.

I watch as the wall's concrete crumbles down, a hole appearing at the bottom of the wall. A curly haired boy moves some of the concrete over, and I see him reach his hand into the hole. What the fuck, is someone breaking out?

Zayn..

Zayn's black, messy hair pops out of the hole, and the curly haired boy helps him up. I almost get up and run to Tim, but I stay here, hoping not to get caught. They could have a gun.

This jail is one of the most secure jails out there, but that boy, that curly haired boy who I'm assuming works for the same group that Zayn is with, the group that stole CIA weapons, has a special device that I would only think of seeing in movies.

As soon as Zayn is up, they both look around as if they're about to run. I do the only thing I think of, and stand up, pulling out my badge and my taser. I haven't got a gun yet, but I'm hoping I will soon, seeing as though I've already got all the action a cop gets in 20 years in a day.

"Freeze! Put your hands up where I can see them!" I yell, running towards them. I still can't see the curly haired boys face, but I watch as he and Zayn run off, the boy dropping a piece of paper as the get away. I run to grab the paper and I pick it up.

There's nothing on it, but it seems to smell weird..

I bring it up to my nose to smell it, and once I look up from it, I feel myself dizzy and my vision go's black.