When an undercover gig turns into something bigger than they would expect.
BOOK 1 : UNDERCOVER
BOOK 2 : DETECTIVES
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Ava
I limped down the stairs, heading to the kitchen in hope to find something quick to eat. I had barely moved since we had come back from the hospital and I could feel my ribs hurting less and less even though they still hurt quite a lot. I hadn't been able to sleep a lot though, living in a gang's house might do that to you I guess. I was paranoid. Every single noise woke me up and got me scared that someone would come in and attack me or hurt me like Trevor did.
I was met by Alex and Wesley in the kitchen. I didn't acknowledge them, instead I just headed to the cupboard where the cereals usually were and grabbed a box, hissing in pain as I stood on my tiptoes.
One of them scoffed, "Alright drama queen, get the fuck over it." It was Wesley. Alex laughed with him at my misery but I still ignored them, deciding it wasn't worth my time.
"You ready for tonight baby?" Alex asked me, glancing at me until I answered.
"What's tonight?" I asked back, pouring cereals in a bol and then adding milk into it. Since neither of them answered, I raised my head and saw them gaping at me. "What?" I snapped, wanting their gaze to go anywhere else but on me.
"Charles didn't tell you?" Wesley asked me and I rolled my eyes at them.
"Well, obviously not." They glared at me as if to warn me to cut out the attitude. I grabbed a spoon and headed to the table, ignoring them again.
"You and Ryan are the only one going in for the meet." Alex informed me and my eyes opened wide.
"What?" I choked, Charles never brings new guys for meets like this. Something's up.
"Yeah, he only wants you and him. We're all just keeping fucking guard." Alex responded, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
"But why?"
"Something about looking tough. Wasn't much place for questions." Wesley scoffed, turning back to face the kitchen and Alex followed before talking again.
"So wear something nice. Want to impress Choi." Was all he told me and I tried hard to keep in a scoff.
I ate my cereals, trying to figure out what the hell was his angle there and praying that Jay and his time had figured out a plan because this was my only chance of getting out.
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It was late in the afternoon and after resting all day, I started getting ready. Charles had came in earlier barking orders to me. I had picked up on most of them, the rest I either forgot or didn't understand. I had to be ready by 6:30 sharp so I would. As I put on light make up, because they had to be able to tell I had gotten a correction , someone knocked lightly on my door and I instantly knew it was Jay.
"Come in." I answered, watching as the door opened and I smiled at him. "Hi." I greeted him as he walked in and shut the door behind him.
"Hi beautiful." He smiled sweetly and approached me. "How are you feeling?" He wrapped his arms around me and held me in his arm. It felt... weird. A good weird. It was foreign yet it felt like home. I was extremely comfortable with him and I appreciated him a lot.
"I'm okay. Surprised that I'm coming tonight though." I pulled away and looked at him as he sat down on my bed, facing me.
"So am I. Makes it easier though." He simply answered and I nodded at him, totally agreeing. I knew he meant that it would be easier to leave quickly whether the plan work or didn't work.
"I have this weird feeling though, like something's gonna happen." I admitted, looking down at my hands then back up at him. His head was slightly tilted to the side, showing me he was listening to me. "He never lets newbies in on things big like this. Something's wrong." I nervously explained, I didn't want anything to happen to him... or me.
"Maybe he trusts me or thinks that I'm a good asset for the meet." He shrugged it off, I could tell he was slightly nervous as well but he brushed it off as well as he could. "We'll be fine." Jay reassured me, showing me a heartwarming smile. "You'll be fine." He said, much less playful and much more serious. I knew he meant it. That was his way of promising me a better life, a new chance to start over.
"I know I will. I don't think they could hurt me more than they already did." I confided in him, meaning much more than what happened in the last few days. I meant everything they had done to me or had made me do in the last few months of my life. Practically nothing could be worse.
"Yeah." Jay agreed, sighing. I knew he hated those guys and it hurt him to act like he was on their sides, but that was part of the job. He had to act or his cover would blow over and he'd be screwed.
Heavy footsteps stomped up the stairs as I finished up my makeup, my door opening quickly. Both Jay and I turned to face the door, Charles walking in in a hurry.
"Let's go." He announced and I looked at the clock which showed 6:30. Luckily I was ready so I got up and grabbed my stuff. Jay looked at the clock and pulled a confused face.
"Already? Wasn't it at 8?" He asked and my eyes instantly widened. Shit. If he thought it was at 8, then so did his team and I knew Charles wouldn't let him out of his sight from now on so there is now way he'd be able to contact them.
"Nope. 7 pm." Charles smirked, which instantly told me he had done this on purpose. I knew it. Something's wrong.
"Oh, must've heard you wrong then. Let's go." Jay brushed it off so well that even I believed he truly didn't care. I glanced at Charles who furrowed his brows at him, whatever suspicion he had on Jay was starting to come down. Thank God. Jay grabbed his coat and we walked hand in hand to the car outside. We were riding with Charles, both of us in the backseat.
Jay helped me into the car and I nervously picked at my nails. Jay tried to reassure me with smiles, small touches and nudging but nothing helped.
"Calm the fuck down. You've just got to stand there and be pretty." Charles rolled his eyes at me and I sighed, wrapping my hand in Jay's hoping that would help and it did. I rested our hands on my skipping thigh, also calming me down.
Charles watched us and I could tell he just waited for the perfect moment to say something. I anxiously watched as I waited for him to say it out loud, hoping he hadn't figured us out.
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