"I was safe the entire time, wasn't I?" Katie slowly asks, "I'm not trying to be cocky or anything, I'm just asking."
Lane rolls his eyes as if it should already be obvious, looking back out onto the damp woods in annoyance. "What do you...
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Far down of the large city of Pinewood, the night is busy with acts of sin and corruption. But as the night is filled with such committed acts, three black Cadillac's with their lights off pull around to the back of Sister's Of St. Abernathy's Home For Troubled Girls. A secret passageway was scouted out earlier that day.
The Cadillac's park a few feet from the door. Out steps the gang by the name of Dirt Knives. With them is their leader. Every one of them are armed with weapons, ready to fight for what had been stolen from them.
Jett and Frankie go to the doors of the basement, seeing that there is no outer lock to prevent them from getting inside. The two men exchange smug looks before carefully sliding the doors open.
Lane motions with his hand for Jett to stay outside with Frankie and Margo to keep watch, who are the farthest behind the small rescue party. The three nod to him before he can give another command.
"Keep your walkie talkies on, Boys." Lane nods as he casually enters the basement area of the building. "We may need back up."
The crime lord looks around in the neon green lighting, recognizing the equipment for a drug lab. He spots the stairway up ahead. He takes out the gun inside the pocket in his coat. Lane motions for Axel and Max to go ahead of him, Rebel, Lola, and Phoenix covering his back. The gang quietly goes up the stairwell with caution.
When they get to the top of the stairwell, Axel and Max scan the dark hallway lit by moonlight aging through the windows. Lane motions with his hands for Lola and Phoenix to search the rooms. Rebel gulps nervously at the fact she's the only one left to cover Lane's back.
They go up the stairwell across the hallway, trying to step quietly. Axel climbs ahead on the steps, his gun raised high in front of him. Max and Rebel covers Lane as they reach the top of the next floor.
Axel suddenly stiffens, pointing the gun straight at a target. The threes heart races at the sight. Lane puts his hand up to stop both girls.
"Make one sound and I'll fire!" Axel says firmly, his gun aimed forward. "Hands up, Lady!"
The tattooed man motions for the three to come up the stairwell. When Lane gets to the top step, he sees a nun stands there with her hands raise up high. She's older than the one Lane had seen earlier that day, wrinkles on her aged face. Her small, bead like eyes widen at the sight of Lane and the two girls.
"W-Who are you?" She trembles with fear. "What do you want? How did you get-"
"-I'll ask the questions, Sister." Lane motions with his gun for her to move.
The nun slowly walks to the front office, her hands trembling. "We don't have much money to offer you."
"Shut up and move." Lane grabs the nun by the shoulder, pushing the handguns barrel to her back.
