"We need to devise a plan."
It was 4 pm, the station wasn't that packed so frankly, they had it to themselves to come up with a rescue plan.
"Well we need t wait until they reach their destination--"
"Unless we attack the vessel that they're on and take them by force."
"No Mitchell. Too risky. Them might as well kill them before we get to them."
A thick silence had filled the room. No one knew what to do.
"...We'll wait for them to stop moving."
"But that could take weeks! Months even!!"
"Only option, Mitch."
Mitch slumped into his chair, the officer continuing his explanation.
"We head to their location afterwards and come up with the rest of the plan there. Understood?"
There was a group agreement... all except Mitch that is.
"mishy i know you're scared but we have to wait..."
"...it might be too late though... what if they're dead before we get to them...?"
"no mitch don't think like that."
"but it's TRUE! What if we don't get to them in time? What if they get killed before we get to them? What if---"
"Hey! Stop it."
The dark-skinned male pulled the smaller Italian into a hug while he cried.
"We'll find them. I'm sure of it."
The two embraced for a while. The two pulled apart as everyone dispersed and left the house.
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Tell Me... (Book 3 in the Can't Say series.)
FanfictionThird book in the Can't Say series. Heavily inspired by EastEnders: Louise's kidnapping. They were so close... They almost made it... So close yet so far... The band had almost made amends with each other before they were yet again, separated. This...
