Choices

Chapter 35

If you've read my stories long enough you should know this picture by now cause this picture is going to basically describe every chapter from here on out ;) The song is called Ghost by the band Badflower! The song is on the deep side but I just love how well it goes with this chapter.

(Hopes POV)

     "You sure you don't need a co-pilot for this?" I ask Lui as he throws up the hood of his red hoodie.

      We figured out the best outcome to take out Warren and his men for good while staying at Holly's for a total of four days. We did sadly have to wait for the next group of people to get attacked which was Lui and David to see where his men were coming from. However, we were able to see where Warren was hiding out at, as well as most of his bodyguards, and possibly money. Two teams were going to attack from the sky and from the ground up. Evan, Brian, and I were with Lui in the sky and entering the building from the roof entrance. We would be taking out everyone from the top and meeting the ground team in the middle of the building which is the 4th floor.

     "I appreciate it but I can handle it up in the skies.I'm helping by hauling your asses to the building, how else do you think you're gonna get in?" Lui asks as he puts on black fingerless gloves.

     I was already covered head to toe in all black and in body armor since we were attacking at night. I even got a new black bandana to cover my face. All we were waiting for now, was to get an all clear from Brock at the computer, looking at traffic cameras to see if they've left the building.

     "Now, don't be afraid to call for reinforcements alright? I have the FIB number on speed dial in case it gets overwhelmed in there. So even if we can't kill him he'll get captured by the FIB and or by the NARCS." Lui says. How could I forget about going to the FIB building part of the setup?

     I was dramatically crying as I grabbed at people to help me, Evan, at my side. I was wearing a flowy black dress while he supported a white button up shirt with a black tie and black pants.

     "PLEASE HELP! MY BROTHER, HE'S GONE!" I yell as I grab a guy in uniform. He drops his papers and looks at me.

     "HE WENT TO DO A JOB FOR SOMEONE BUT MY HUSBAND AND I FOUND OUT THAT IT WAS A DRUG LORD AND WE CAN'T FIND MY BROTHER ANYWHERE!" I fall to the ground and cry even more. Evan and the guy kneel beside me.

     "Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down so I'm able to help you." The guy in uniform says I look up at him, tears running down my face.

     "First off, how do you know that this man who took your son is a drug lord?" The man asks. Evan reaches in his shirt pocket and pulls out the business card that Warren gave me and hands it to the man. I grab onto the guy's shirt and pull him close to me, hoping to avoid the question.

     "FIND MY BROTHER PLEASE HE COULD BE DEAD FOR ALL I KNOW!" I yell out. I let go of the guy and cry into my hands.

     "HEY! I GOT A HOP UP OVER HERE! Do you guys have a picture of what the guy looks like?" I was to busy putting on a dramatic show for the agents to believe while Evan got the picture of him and Warren from the party but cropped himself out. A couple more people in suits come over to look at and study the picture. One even taking a picture.

      "This is our guy boss, the one we've been tracking for a while now." One of the agents on the shorter side says. I look up from my hands and gasp.

      "YOU CAN FIND MY BROTHER?! OH THANK YOU THANK YOU! HERE'S MY CONTACT INFORMATION IF YOU NEED ANYTHING FROM US! My husband and I have to go see my poor mother, she's taking this just as badly as I am." I open up my clutch purse and pull out a piece of paper with the burner phone number on it as well as my name, 'Hope Fong'.