The song is Identity Disorder by Of Mice & Men
(Brians POV)
"What... what am I looking at? It looks like a messy room is what it looks like Evan." I say crossing my arms. I just got out of the hospital an hour ago and I as well as everyone else was dragged out to the yacht for an "emergency". Since when is a messy room an emergency?
"Okay smartass look closely at what's in the room," Evan says as he storms away from everyone. Marcel bends down and picks up a couple of small syringes and holds them out so we can all see them.
"They're empty, do you think they were used on her?" He asks looking up at us. It all clicks in my head now, Hope isn't here, Wolf Syndicate must've taken her. With everything how it looks, she clearly put up a fight.
"How about we stop fucking standing her and get a fucking plan going. We're not going through this again." I say. From behind us, I hear Evan stomp towards the door to outside.
"Evan you can't go find her alone. You'll get yourself killed." Brock says. I poke my head out and see Craig and Evan both going to the door.
"Who says he's going alone?" Craig says looking back at us.
"I think you two are fucking retards. It's one girl who won't even matter to us after our heist what's the point?" Tyler says going out of the room and into the hallway.
"I have to agree with Tyler, she won't matter in a week or so," Del said as he stood next to Tyler now.
"You know, I REALLY don't appreciate you saying that." I brush past the two and look at Craig and Evan, both of them in their gang outfits. These fuckers are actually serious about going alone and getting her back.
"Look. Let's go back to the nightclub, one of our houses, or hell even the clubhouse to come up with a fucking plan. If we do that, I'll be on the frontlines with you two on getting her back." I say to Craig and Evan. They look at each other for a second then back to me.
"Brian you just got out of the hospital do you really want to potentially go back in there?" David says behind me. I take a deep breath and nod my head, not wanting to look back at the rest of the guys.
"I still love her. She was my first love, so yes I would go back into the hospital to go rescue her. Now, where are we going to go plan this fucking mission?" I cross my arms and look at the two. They both give me nasty looks but Evan was the first one to cave in first.
"We're all meeting at my apartment. Let's go, people, we don't have all fucking day." Evan says as he walks outside, Craig still giving me a nasty look.
All nine of us were crammed into the small heist room. Tyler and Del wanted nothing to do with it so those two were just leaning on the wall on their phones. I wanted to punch both of them.
"We're getting the two Insurgents from the garage and meeting up at their rear and front entrance. Brock, Lui, how's it going over there?" Evan looks over at the two on the computer.
"They're definitely at their home base, but I have no clue if Hope is here or not. I looked at traffic cams surrounding their place and at around three in the morning, a van parked in one of the rear entrances and a couple guys got out carrying something but I couldn't get a good look at what." Lui says turning around and looking at us. Evan nods his head.
"Did anyone on the yacht hear screaming or yelling or anything last night?" He asks us. Everyone was quiet meaning no one heard anything. Evan cusses underneath his breath.
Loud static came from the computer making Brock and Lui flench. Everyone's heads now were turned to look at the computer. Evan walks to the two of them and stands behind them, as does Craig. Everyone else including Tyler and Del made their way to look to see what is wrong with the computer. The static cleared and the screen went to black. Low voices could be heard through the speakers but nothing that anyone could understand. The static came back before turning into a clear picture. We all looked at Hope laying on the floor her arm keeping her head up from touching the ground.
"Is this a recording?" Brock said quietly.
"This is live, it's being broadcasted to us," Evan says as he pushes Lui and Brock out of the way.
Hope glances up at the camera, she looks drained, both physically and mentally. Only after a day. She looks back at her arm.
"I guess we did overdose you on the serum. It was only supposed to knock you out, but hey having you not fight back is also good." The guy behind the camera says. He gets down to her level and tilts the camera. She doesn't even bother looking at the camera.
"Come on just like we rehearsed now. I know you have it in you." The guy says lovingly as he tousles her hair. She glares back at him as she hits the camera out of his hand.
"Okay, we wanna be like this know do we?" The camera was picked up again and pointed back at her, "I guess another dosage won't hurt anyone."
Two guys with their hoods up and t-shirts wrapped around their faces blocking everything but their eyes, go to Hopes side. One sits her upright while the other holds a small syringe, like the ones that were on the yacht. Evan bangs his fist on the desk, knocking over a couple of things, getting everyone's attention away from the monitor.
"We're leaving NOW! The guns are still in the back of the insurgents." He slams open the door, knocking over the lamp behind it. I look back at the monitor as the syringe was stabbed into her neck. I watch as she holds back tears.
"Craig... Evan... Brian..." A couple tears slip down her face. My heart stops, everything else around me just stopped as the girl I love was just letting this happen.
"They aren't coming for you love, we already sent our guys out, remember?" The guy behind the camera says. She slumped down to the ground and was out. The computer went static again before turning back to the computer home screen. I heard the front door open and slam shut.
"He's going to go with or without us and we all know that. We have to get out of here before Wolf finds us again and help Evan." Lui says while jogging to the front door. Another opening and slamming. I take a deep breath and shove my hands into my pant pockets and head to the front door.
"Same goes for me, I'm leaving to go get her with or without you guys." I didn't bother looking back as I walked out of the apartment.
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