Marie POV

"Oliver, what's going to happen?" I asked nervously as he was packing weapons into the truck quickly.

"I'm not sure what's on his mind but I think he's going to use you as bait," he said annoyed.

"Bait?" I asked confused.

He sighed, "I told him not to get you involved in anything," he growled as he punched the side of his truck, causing a dent.

I jumped a bit and walked over to him, "Oliver," I said as I put a hand on his shoulder, he calmed down almost immediately and turned to me and pulled me into a tight hug, "I'll be okay, whatever the plan is, I'll be okay."

"If not, I'm going to torture Trevor to death myself," he mumbled in my neck.

I rubbed his back and my blood ran cold when I saw Trevor pulling into our driveway on his motorcycle. He had two guns, one on each hip. He got off his bike and walked up to us.

"Marie, I know he trusts you," Trevor started as Oliver looked at him. "I'll need you to bring him out of whatever hole he's hiding in."

"Got it," I said and nodded my head.

"If Marie gets hur-" Oliver started.

"She won't, I'll make sure of that," Trevor said and got on his bike. Richard pulled up in his mustang and rolled down the window. He had an AR15 in his lap and a cigarette in his mouth.

"Are we doing this?" He asked.

"Yes, lets go," Trevor said as he flipped down his visor on his helmet and started riding off.

I sighed as I looked at Oliver. He nodded at me and we got into his truck.

As we were driving the Bluetooth was on and Trevor was speaking about the next turn, "by the information I got on Jackson, he's destined to be the next leader of Dzhaun, and they frequent a dive bar in town, we're checking there first," he stated as we were stopped at a light.

I know the our gang has beef with the Dzhaun. Oliver, Trevor, and Richard killed a bunch of their men and they kidnapped Marti while they were spilling blood.

I have a bad feeling about this. I don't think they will just tell us where he is. Even if we threaten them.

Oliver cocked a pistol and handed it to me, "you have 10 shots in that," he said and handed me a magazine, "you remember how to reload?" He asked.

"Yes," I said and showed him quickly, then pushed the magazine back in the gun.

"Good," he said and handed me a clown mask. I gulped as I slipped it on.

We pulled into the dive bar and Trevor got off his bike, "don't get out until I tell you too, put your masks on," he said as he walked over to Marti's bike.

Oh god. Is he going to find Marti in there? I'm kind of glad that Marti escaped from Trevor. It had to be bad if he left in the middle of the night suddenly with no warning.

Maybe he ran away because his parents passed? That could be why, I know I tried to run away from my grandparents when I was younger because I was so upset.

Trevor walked over to the door, "everyone come out," he said in the headset. I holstered my gun and hopped out of the truck. We all walked over to the door wearing our masks, Oliver had shoulder holsters, Richard holding his AR15 and me with my gun on my hip.

We walked up to Trevor and he opened the door to a bar full of Dzhaun gang members, all smoking, drinking, and playing pool. The room fell silent as we walked in. Some of them were glaring at us as Trevor walked up to the counter.

This could end in a shoot out if we're not careful.

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Trevor POV

I rested my hands on the counter and looked at the bartender, "may I see your cameras? We're looking for someone," I said.

"Who's asking?" The bartender asked as he was wiping down a glass.

"Me," I said and flipped up my visor. The bartender stopped and looked around at everyone sitting at the bar then nodded at me.

He can't refuse me, this bar is a common ground, basically an area where gang fights are not allowed to happen because of our respect for the bar owner. Nobody would dare shoot any of us while on this property.

"They have to wait out here," the bartender said referring to Richard, Oliver, and Marie. I nodded and followed him into an office. He pulled up the cameras, "time and date?" He said as he pulled up a screen.

"Today, an hour or two ago," I said.

The bartender sighed and rewinded the camera and set it towards 11:34 PM. I looked at the camera and saw Marti pull up on his bike. He ran over to Jackson and hugged him. They exchanged a few words and Jackson got into a black truck. He was wearing a Dzhaun insignia. I watched as he said something to Marti, Marti walked away from his bike and got into the truck. I watched as they drove off to the east.

"Thank you," I said and stood up straight.

The bartender snapped his fingers and held out his hand, I pulled a wad of cash out of my hand and placed a stack of 20's in his hand. "You should go soon, the Dzhaun here don't like y'all too much," the bartender said as he stood up.

"Understood," I said as I walked out of the office with him. Everyone stared at me as I walked out. I put down my visor and snapped at Richard, Oliver, and Marie, "lets head out."

They nodded and we walked out of the bar and got back to our vehicles. "We have to go to the east until we find a black pick up truck. Ford F-350 with the tag: GH34Y6," I said in the Bluetooth.

"Got it," Richard said and started up his mustang.

"I sure hope you know what you're doing Trevor," Oliver stated annoyed as he turned his truck on.

"I do," I said and we all pulled out of the parking lot.

We started riding to the east and passed by a hotel where a black F-350 was parked outside, "lets check this truck," I said as I pulled into the drive way. I drove by the truck and saw the license plate; GH34Y6. "This is the one, Marie, take off your mask and come with me," I said. She got out of Oliver's truck and walked towards me, "go in there and ask if a man with a motorcycle helmet on checked in and ask what room," I said to her. "Make up some story if you have to."

"G-got it," she said nervously as she put her jacket over her hip holster.

"You'll be okay," I said as I patted her shoulder. I handed her an ear piece Bluetooth and she turned it on then stuck it in her ear, "this is attached to all of ours, so if there's a problem, just say, "the weekend," even if you have to use it in a sentence, we'll know and come in immediately." I explained.

She nodded her head and walked inside.

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Marie POV

I sighed nervously as I walked up to the counter. "Hello, how may I help you?" The lady asked at the front desk.

"Ah, I'm looking for my little brother, h-he said he had checked into this hotel but I don't see his bike anywhere," I started explaining, "did someone come in here with a motorcycle helmet on?" I asked.

"Ah yes, he came in with a regular of ours," she said.

I sighed relived, "did he check into a room?" I asked.

"Yes he did," she said as she started writing on a slip of paper. "Here you go," she said and handed it to me.

"Thank you," I said and walked to the elevator. I hit the top floor button and rode up.

Trevor spoke over the Bluetooth, "what room is he in?" He asked.

"Top floor, room 2410," I whispered in the Bluetooth.

"Did she seem suspicious at all?" He asked.

"No she didn't," I said.

"Good," he said. I heard cocking sound of a rifle. "We'll be on standby, stay upstairs and get to Marti," he said.

"O-okay," I said as the elevator finally stopped at the top floor. I got off and looked around. I saw a room at the end of the hallway. I took a quick look back and continued walking to the door.

I sighed heavily as I pressed my ear against the door. I could hear someone talking but it wasn't Marti. I waited until I heard Marti talking and knocked on the door softly.

The door opened and there stood the guy from the funeral earlier. "Hi," I said nervously.

"Who are you?" He asked annoyed and stared down at me.

"I-I'm Marie," I said simply.

"Jackson, let her in," Marti said behind him.

My heart started pumping, "hi Marti," I said and walked in, "are you alright?" I asked as Jackson closed the door behind me and locked it.

"I'm doing well," he said and looked at me blankly. "What are you doing here?"

I heard a gun cock, and looked to my side and saw Jackson pointing a gun at me. "Uhm... I-I wanted to make plans with you for... the weekend," I said with a gulp.

"Trevor that's the signal," I heard Oliver say on the Bluetooth.

"I heard, lets go in and bust this place up," Trevor said on the Bluetooth.

"And I noticed you were gone so-so I went looking for you," I explained. My heart beating faster than ever.

"Oh," Marti said and looked at Jackson and nodded his head. Jackson lowered the gun and put it in his holster. "Is Oliver with you?" He asked.

"N-no," I said. My eyes widened slightly when I heard screaming through the Bluetooth. I started hearing Oliver and Trevor laughing maniacally as gun shots were going off. I could tell they hadn't noticed yet because we couldn't hear the screams in the lobby from the top floor.

I stepped away from the door and sat down at the desk. "So Marie, talk to me about plans for the weekend that you had in mind," Marti said as he crossed his arms.

"Oh, I was thinking maybe a mall trip or something, maybe we could buy clothes and see a movie while Oliver and Trevor were at work," I said. He flinched when I said Trevor. "Are you and Trevor not on good terms r-right now?" I asked.

"Uhm, no," he sighed, "I actually ran away," he said and lowered his head.

"Oh shit," I said and held my hand to my heart.

Jackson ripped the gun out of my holster and held it up while glaring down at me, "why do you have a gun, Marie?" He asked.

"I-I," I choked out as I put my hands up and backed up from him.

"Oliver makes her carry it," Marti sighed as he got off the bed and took it from Jackson and handed it back to me.

I nodded and put it back in the holster. "Thank you Marti," I said softly as I kept my head down in shame.

I can't believe I'm going along with this. What's wrong with me. Why did I help Trevor get Marti back like this... there could've been another way.