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Beyond Redemption

The Only Ones


Copyright 2016 Taylor Evans

Published by Taylor Evans at Shakespir


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For The Only Good Ones Left In This World.

(You’re the change that needs to happen)


Warning! This eBook Contains Graphic Descriptions About The Five Lifelong Friends Who Have Died In The Preveious Version. The Sorrow That Is Held In Might Be Dramatically Upsetting And May Cause An Unwanted Outburst Of Emotion. If You Have A Problem With Holding In Your Pain Until You Have No Choice But To Explode You May Want To Consider Avoiding Reading Passed This Message. Then Again, I’m Just Words In The Beginning Of This Ebook.






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What doesn’t hurt you, will kill you.”

I hoped I’d never see those six words again. But they just kept repeating over and over again in my head. Somehow, they keep coming back. I don’t remember who said them. They we’re only written on the wall that was behind Sean’s dead body…

I knew they had a meaning. And I needed to find out what they meant.

“I knew I’d find you here.” a familiar voice said behind me.

I smiled and pat the giant headstone where my friends were laid to rest.

“How long you’ve been out here?” Sam asked, walking up behind me.

I shrugged and sighed, “Couple hours.”

He nodded and looked at me, “You alright?”

“Are you?”

He sighed, “Good point.”

There was a moment of silence as we both looked to the ground.

“Wade told me to come get you. Josh was trying to get a hold of you.” he said.

I looked at him, “Is he okay?”

“Yeah, he’s okay. He has something important to tell you.”

I dug in my pocket and snatched out my cell phone.

“Actually,” Sam put his hand on top of the phone, “Josh wanted to tell you in person…”

I knit my eyes then nodded and put my phone away.

“He’s at the safe house with the guys.” he informed.

I nodded and started passed him. He followed next to me with his hands in his pockets. My car was parked on the side of the road. The neighborhood that our old safe house was in was now entirely covered with grass. There was a play ground there and a little pond by the huge rock I put down with all their names on it.

We passed Kolas and memories swirled in my head. I looked up at the roof of the building and half smiled.

“You sure you’re okay?” Sam asked me.

I nodded and looked at him, “Yeah man, I’m fine. Why do you keep asking?”

He shrugged and looked down, “I was just wondering.”

I sighed, “Sam, it takes a while for the pain of loosing someone to get numb. It never goes away completely.”

He nodded, “I know. I just…” he sighed, “I just want to know that I’m not the only one that feels like this. The pain is unbearable and I can’t take it much longer, man.”

I stopped and faced him as he stopped and looked down.

“Sam, I know how you feel, I seriously do man. Right now, we have to work on finding their killer.” I put my arm on his shoulder.

He nodded, “Yeah, I know. I need to find him.”

I proceeded towards the white van I had parked on the side of the road. The area looked familiar but I had a feeling that something important was missing, and I knew exactly what that was. I unlocked my van and got in the drivers side. Sam got in his car that was parked next to mine. We started our vehicles and then pulled off down the road.

We stopped at a red light. My safe house was just pass our old neighborhood. Well, pass this decent sized field. The light changed and I stepped on the gas with Sam in his car behind me.

I pulled into my safe house lot and parked out front of the building. Sam pulled to a stop in front of me and got out the same time I did. I looked at him as he came up to me.

“You okay?” he asked.

I nodded and walked passed him then opened the front door to the safe house and went in. We were greeted with familiar faces. Wade and Kevin were sitting on the couch by the window. Wade had his phone in his hand and looked up at us as we came in.

Alan and Josh came out from the kitchen and stopped in front of us. Josh sighed and crossed his arms.

“What’s up?” I asked, looking at him.

“I’ll tell you what’s up,” a ghastly familiar voice croaked, “The fact that your stupid ass didn’t know your own father was coming.”

My heart stopped. I swallowed and looked over to Josh as my father came out from the back room and smiled at me.

“What’s he doing here?” I asked.

“What? I can’t come see my two kids?” my father asked.

I shook my head and looked at him, “We don’t wanna see you.”

“That’s not anyway to treat the guy who raised you.” he came towards me.

I backed up, “You didn’t raise me. In fact, you did basically the opposite. Get out.”

“Joey…” Josh sighed.

“Is this what you wanted to tell me? You should have told me on the phone. Why’d you even bring him in here?” I shook my head.

“Because I wanted to see my sons. Is that such a bad thing, Joseph?” my father spit.

“Actually yeah, because of what happened the last time I saw you,” I rolled my eyes, “I don’t have time for this shit. Get out and never let me see your face again.”

“I dunno who the hell you’re talking to like that.” he stepped up.

“Who else would I be talking to like that dumb ass?” I spit.

He gave a bitch face and came closer to me. Josh got between us as he faced my father.

“That’s enough. Dad, tell us why you’re here.” he said.

“I came to see my sons. Is that so bad?” my dad asked.

I shook my head, “What a time. You just had to come today? Of all the days in the past 12 years! You came to see us today.”

“I was caught up.”

“In what?” I yelled, “You know what. I don’t even care. I was happy you left.” I started towards the back room.

Alan looked at me as I walked passed him.

“And its the fact that,” I stopped and faced my dad again, “You came on days of all days.”

Josh looked down as I turned back around and walked into the back room. I put my hand on my face and shook my head as I entered the room. I then ran my hand through my hair and sat down on a stool that was next to a wall.

My brother came into the room and stood in front of me.

“I can’t believe you brought him in here, Josh. What the hell were you thinking?” I looked up at him.

“Hey, I didn’t bring him here. He followed me here. I came to see you and all of a sudden the bastard is knocking at the front freaking door.” he hissed.

“What’re we going to do?” I asked, “I need to find Kyle and Ryan and I can’t do that with him here watching everything I do.”

“Joey, he said he wanted to make things right.” he informed.

I huffed, “That all went out the window when he stabbed me in the freaking side.”

I lifted my shirt and he looked down.

“Look Josh, I’m sorry, but, I can’t get over what that bastard did to me and Megan. He might not of touched you but he sure as hell scarred us.” I said standing up.

I walked down the steps to the bottom floor and looked at the notes on the wall. We were close to finding Kyle. I couldn’t stop now. I sighed and looked back to Josh who had his head down.

“Josh,” I sighed, “If he does or says anything that I don’t like… He’s out of our lives for good this time.”

He half smiled and nodded, “Alright. Joey, thanks bro. I know it’s hard. He said he changed. Let’s see if that’s true.”

I nodded and turned back towards the wall then started to carefully take down each piece of paper. If my dad was gonna stay here, he can’t know about what we’re doing. I picked up a folder from a desk to my left and placed the papers inside it.

I faced Josh and raised my eyebrows, “Shall we?”






“Alright. Rules: No going in that back room. No talking to anyone other than me and Josh. No interrupting any conversations. And for God sake, try to mind your own damn business.” I informed my dad as Josh and I entered the living room.

“You guys have grown so well.” he huffs.

“Yeah, but you wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?” I asked.

He shot me a look and I turned away and sighed, “I need to talk to you guys.”

I looked at Sam and the others then started back into the back room with them following behind me. I walked down the steps as the door closed.

“What’s up?” Wade asked me.

“Have you guys heard from Dean?” I looked at them.

Alan shook his head, “Nah mate, I don’t trust that guy.”

“He was James’ old partner. What’s not to trust?” I questioned.

“Uh, I dunno, maybe its the fact that he was missing for twelve years? And that he randomly showed up at the guys’ funeral? The funeral that no one, outside of us, knows about? I don’t know about you, but I don’t trust the bloody wanker.”

“So y’all haven’t heard from him?” I asked.

“Not recently. Why? What’s up?” Sam looked at me.

I shook my head, “Nothing, I just wanted to talk to him. Uh, Kevin, did you ever find out anything new on Kyle or Jonas?”

“Not yet, Jay. I’ve been keeping an eye on their emails.”

“Anything good show its face?” I asked.

“Kyle’s been emailing this guy for the past month or so…” he informed.

“What? Why didn’t you tell me?” I looked at him, “Who is this guy?”

“Apparently he goes by the name of Polly.” he knit his eyes.

“Wait. What?” I cocked my head to the side.

He laughed, “Yeah, little Kyle thinks he met a nice girl from the city. She’s a year younger than him. Oh, and she likes to be called Princess. That, or, Kyle has a princess fantasy.”

“Okay then…” Wade snickered.

“Do you know who this guy is?” I asked Kevin.

He shook his head, “Nah, I’ve been distracted by the messages.”

“Is there anything worth sharing?” I crossed my arms over my chest.

“Anything other than the sexual messages about Kyle wanting to do shit to the 40 year old man? Nah, not really.” he said.

I looked down and smiled, “Then get your ass on that computer and find out who the hell that guy is and why the hell he is talking to a 23 year old making him believe he is a 19 year old girl.”

He saluted me, “Yes sir, Mr. Douche Bag, sir!”

I looked at him and he raised his eyebrows.

“We never agreed to become The Crew.” he said.

“I never asked you guys to.” I spit.

“It sure as hell sounds like it…” Wade huffed.

“What do you guys mean?” I asked them.

They were quiet as they looked at each other. I looked at Alan, who shrugged.

I sighed, “Y’all don’t want to help find Kyle and Ryan?”

They looked to the ground and I nodded.

“Okay,” I said, “Fine. I don’t even know why the heck you guys even made it this far. If you didn’t want to help find your friends killers then why the hell did you even come here?”

“We came here to show support for you, Joey.” Alan yelled, “But ya bloody wouldn’t give it a rest! Yeah, we want to help ya find Cole and the others killers, but you bloody forced us to be what we couldn’t be.”

“And what’s that?” I spit.

“A team.” Kevin blurted.

I looked at each of them then put my head down.

“We’re not team material. And we’ll never will be, man.” Wade said.

“Why not?” I put my head up, “Why is it so hard for us to be a team on this one job?”

One job? What happens after we kill them and finish this one job? Huh? What? You think your just going to go on with your life? Get a job and find a girl?” Wade questioned.

I looked to the side and licked my lips.

“Alright. So what? Y’all just going to leave?” Sam asked next to me.

“We don’t belong in this. This fight is between you two and them.” Wade said.

“That’s selfish. Your team was killed too. What kind of person is just going to let the killers get away?” I spit.

Wade got in my face, “Kyle wasn’t the one who killed them. I got vengeance for my friends killer the day they were killed. So I didn’t go wasting my time obsessing over some kid and an old guy.”

“It isn’t just about avenging them.” I told him.

“Oh really? Then what is it about?” he asked.

“Kyle and Ryan are two horrible agencies. Hell, who doesn’t know that? We need to bring them down.” I said.

Alan shook his head, “If we’re all getting shit off our chest then I got somethin’ to say. I’m bloody sick and tired of y’all going to agencies just to bloody blow them up. You know how many times I heard an explosion on TV and it was you five?”

“It’s like that’s all you know how to do,” Wade pointed out, “Got a problem? No worries! Just blow it up.”

I looked down and smiled.

“See what I mean? You guys found it amusing to blow shit up.” Alan said.

I shook my head and looked up at them, “You can leave if you want. But just know, we would’ve done this for you.”

“Are you trying to guilt trip us?” Wade asked me, “We’ve paid our dues. And we ain’t got time to do the impossible. So yeah, maybe we are leaving.”

I raised my hands, “Okay. You know what, go right ahead. I don’t care anymore.”

I started over towards the door and shook my head as I opened it. Josh and my father looked up at me as I walked into the room.

The others followed behind me, but when I stopped in front of Josh, they continued out of the front door. Alan looked at me as he walked passed.

“This is your suicide run, mate.” he spoke then nodded once at me and Sam then followed the others out of my safe house.

“What was that about?” Josh looked at me.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, “Long story, bro.”

“Nice to see you two gettin’ along for once.” my dad smirked.

I eyed him then looked over at Josh, “What now?”

I have work.” he backed up and began to turn.

“Whoa, wait, what?” I ran after him, “You’re just going to leave me alone with him?”

He looked at me, “You’re a grown man, Joey. And besides,” he looked over to Sam, “You have him.”

I sighed as I watched him grab his keys off of the counter and exit the safe house.

“So,” my dad clapped his hands, “What shall we do now?”

“Sam and I have work to do.” I looked over to Sam as he nodded in agreement.

“Oh good, I can help.” my dad smiled.

I shook my head and pointed to him, “No, you can’t help. Why don’t you go for a walk?”

“Do I look like a man who needs a walk?” he asked.

I studied him then looked at his fat pot belly and laughed, “Actually, yeah.”

He gave a bitch face and took a step forward.

“What was that?” he spit.

My smile faded and I looked down then back up at Sam, “Let’s go into the back room.”

He nodded and turned as he started into the back room. I sighed and looked at my dad as I started passed him. He quickly grabbed my arm and got in my face. I winced as the smell of stale beer that came out of his mouth as he talked.

“I ain’t forget what had happened that night. Ya hear me? I ain’t forget it. And apparently neither did you.” he quietly spit.

He let go of my arm and we looked at each other as I followed Sam into the back room.

“Everything alright?” Sam asked as I came into the room.

I nodded and rubbed my arm, “Yeah man, its all good. Uh, do you know how to trace emails?”

He knit his eyes, “Wait, that’s possible?”

I laughed, “I take that as a no. Okay then, it’s time to call the best.”





“James Killer,” I smiled as I answered the knock on the front door.

“Long time, brother.” James gave a wide grin and charged to hug me.

We awkwardly hugged and I soon pulled away, letting out a uneasy laugh. My dad got up from the couch and came over to us.

“Who’re you?” he asked.

James looked up at him, “The name’s James Killer, friend.”

“What kind of last name is that? Killer, pssh, more like caveman.” my dad spit.

James’ eyebrows connected and he tried to take a step forward but I put my hand on his chest to stop him

“James this is… my dad.” I sighed and backed away from him.

He nodded and studied him. His eyes knit as he looked about him. James then turned to me, his long black hair fell into his face, covering his left eye.

“I don’t like this man.” he told me.

I huffed, “Tell me ‘bout it.”

James looked back to my dad then at Sam.

“What did you call me for?” he asked me.

“We need your help with something.” I informed.

He twirled his head back towards me, “Anything friend. What is up?”

I sighed and looked at Sam, “Can we take this back there?”

“Ya know Joseph, we’re all men here. Why so many secrets?” my dad questioned.

“Well for one, I don’t trust you.” I spit and nodded towards the back room, “If you need anything. The front door’s right there.” I told him, throwing my hand behind me towards the front door.

I walked passed James and followed Sam into the back room. James closed the door once we were inside.

“What’s this gotta do with?” James asked, looking at the two of us.

“We need to trace an Email.” I told him.

“Whose?” he asked.

“Someone has been emailing Kyle and we need to find out who.” Sam said.

James laughed and looked down.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

He looked up at me and smiled, “I know who it is.”

“What? You do?” Sam looked at him.

He nodded and moved his hands in a circle motion, “I am the one emailing him. I am, Polly the Princess.“

I gave him a confused look and he laughed.

“Why are you emailing him?” I asked him.

“Screw that, I wanna know why the hell are you pretending to be a 19 year old girl?” Sam spit.

“I found him on this date site. And wanted to mess with him.” James admitted.

“You messing with him might actually be helpful.” I huffed.

“Joey, you don’t find it even a little bit creepy that a 40 something year old man is on a dating site pretending to be a 19 year old girl?” Sam questioned behind me.

“Can you schedule a meet up with Kyle?” I asked James.

He nodded, “Of course. Where and when?”

“Blacksmoke Park, by the pool.” I told him.

He nodded and ripped his phone from his pocket, “You got it, Joey.”

“Seriously?” Sam complained, “We’re not gonna even gonna give it a thought?”

“Sam, what James does on his free time is none of my business.” I spoke.

James looked up from his phone and looked passed me to Sam and gave a wink.

“Great…” Sam sighed, “I’ve been working with a Russian pervert.”

James’ phone made a beeping sound and he let out a chuckle, “He called me hot.”

“Alright James, C’mon man. Enough jerkin’ around.” I looked at him.

He gave me a look and rolled his eyes, “Blacksnake park, by the pool.”

“What’d he say?” I asked, trying to peer over his shoulder.

“He said,” James giggled, “[_ 'B there in a hour my princes. *heart*' _].”

“Wait, he’s actually gonna meet you?” Sam asked.

“Why wouldn’t he? I’m his princess.” James laughed.

“Talk about stranger danger…” Sam mumbled.

“You have no idea.“ James winked at him.

“Okay,” I nodded, “Time to gear up.”






“What’d you say to look out for?” I asked James as I sat in the park on a bench.

The pool was in front of us. There were chairs all around that were empty. Except the one I was sitting in. I had sun glasses and a baseball hat on as I laid back in the chair pretending I was asleep. Sam was in the bathrooms that were across from the pool area. James was sitting in the white van watching out for Kyle.

“James?” I asked, “You hear me?”

“Yeah, what? I said to look out for a blonde.” he said.

“But, Kyle’s not a blonde…” I knit my eyes.

“No shit, I’m talking about Molly.” James snorted.

I huffed, “Okay gay boy.”

He mumbled something in Russian and gave a loud sigh.

“Why are you so pissed?” Sam asked him.

“Why am I not there?” he asked.

“Because he’ll know he’s been messaging a 40 something year old caveman.” I joked.

“You’re just like your father, jerk.”

“Watch it!” I spit.

“What? That was a complement, friend.”

I shook my head and adjusted my sunglasses, “Sure it was…”

I saw someone in a red jacket approaching the pool and knit my eyes.

“Is it time yet?” I asked James.

“We still got 15 min left, why?”

“Because I think I see Kyle.” I informed.

The guy made his way towards the pool as he fixed his hair. I noticed he had a large yellow flower in his hand as he opened the pool gate and closed it. Pushing the lock down.

He then turned to me with a huge grin on his face.

“Yep, that’s him.” I whispered and sat up.

“You’re going to have to leave sir, I’m having a very sexy babe meet me here and you can’t be here.” Kyle spoke.

I stood up and slowly approached him with a smile.

“Did you hear me correctly?” he asked, mockingly.

I nodded and took off my sunglasses, “Yeah kid, I heard you.”

His face went flat and he glared at me, “What did you do to her?”

I knit my eyes, “Wha—”

“Molly!” he yelled and dropped the flower.

James started to approach with the white van and Kyle looked around.

“You’re times up, Kyle.” I stepped towards him.

He shook his head, “You just don’t give up do you, Joey?”

“Me?” I raged, “You were the ones that murdered my team and that kid! You and Ryan just don’t give up,” I laughed, “But, you’re going to this time.”

He shook his head and smiled, “Not this time.”

I dropped my sunglasses as he charged me. His unexpected force knocked me off my feet and we both took a dive into the shallow end of the pool. He was on top of me holding me against the bottom of the pool as he put all of his weight on top of me.

He put his hands around my neck and I tried to fight him off but the force of the water and the panic that set in as I couldn’t breathe made it difficult.

A whirlpool of bubbles appeared next to us then James appeared and quickly grabbed Kyle’s head and yanked him backwards. His grip around my neck loosened and I quickly got to the surface and started gasping for breath as I wiped the water from my eyes.

“You alright?” Sam called from the edge of the pool.

I nodded and coughed as James pulled Kyle above the water by his hair and looked into his eyes.

“You go to sleep now.” he said then pulled his hand back and struck him in the face.

Kyle went slump and James threw him over his shoulder and started out of the pool. I took a deep breath and followed behind James as we came out of the pool and went to the van.

“You okay?” Sam asked me as I shut the van back doors after James jumped in with Kyle.

I looked at him as we went to each sides of the van. We opened the doors and both got in.

“Yeah, why?” I asked him and started the van then pulled off out of the park driveway.

“Because you nearly drowned in the shallow end of the pool.” he pointed out, looking over his shoulder into the back.

“Yeah, well,” I made a left turn into traffic, “I’ve been through worse.”

“What is the deal with that man?” James asked randomly from the back.

“What? Who?” I knit my eyes and looked into the rear view mirror.

“That man at your safe house. Your, uh, father.” he said.

“What about him?”

“You said you didn’t like him? How could someone not like his own father?” he asked.

I sighed, “It’s complicated.”

“So what?”

I stopped at a red light and looked behind me, “So what?”

“Yeah, so what? He’s your father. He raised you and Josh. Why you no give him respect?”

I huffed and faced forward, “Maybe because he never respected me and my sister. Or the fact that the last time I saw him he had put me in the hospital?” I looked down, “And the fact that every day I wake up and look down at the scar on my side from where he had stabbed me, and it reminds me of what hell I went through. What my sister, Megan, had went through before she—ya know what? I pity him. It’s been years and he’s still the same old douche of a father I grew up with. I don’t like him because he never gave me anything to like.”

The light switched to green and I sighed and stepped on the gas as I looked up and shook my head. The van was quiet and James let out a cough.

“I am sorry. I, uh, did not know.” he said.

I nodded, “Me too.”

I made a right turn and rubbed my eyes.

“So, what’re we going to do here?” Sam spoke up.

I looked at him, “What you mean?”

“You’re seriously not going to bring Kyle to your safe house with your dad are you?” he asked.

I shook my head, “Oh hell no. I, er, I was going to bring him to my house… but I guess that’s out now that I think about it…”

“Where are going then?” James questioned.

I quickly pulled to a stop and slammed on the steering wheel, “Son of a—he ruins everything!”

Sam looked down as I put my head on the wheel.

“I don’t need this. Not today.” I ripped my phone from my pocket and punched in Josh’s cell number.

I pressed it to my ear and it rung. Seconds later Josh’s voice was heard.

“Joey? Everything okay?”

“No, I need you to get him out of my safe house.” I blurted.

“Joey, I—”

“Now, Josh!” I spit, “I can’t do what I need to with him lurking over our shoulders.”

The line was silent as he let out a long sigh. I put my arm over the steering wheel then rested my head on my arm as I was repeatedly tapping my foot on the bottom of the car.

“Josh…” I let out a shaky sigh, “I can’t go through this again man. Please, don’t put me through this. You don’t—”

“They’re calling me. I gotta go, Joey. I got work to do.” his voice cut me off.

“No, Josh. Wait—”


I shut my eyes and locked my phone as I let out a calming sigh.

“Everything okay?” Sam asked.

I put my head up and caught his eyes then nodded and put the van in drive.

“Yeah, it’s all good, Sam.” I told him.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“James do you still have that safe house?” I looked into the rear view mirror at him.

He nodded, “Vinny is there.”

“Can we?” I raised my eyebrows.

He closed his eyes and nodded, “Of course. You know where it is?”

I sighed and made a U-Turn, “I know exactly where it is.”




We pulled up at James’ safe house and he quickly brought Kyle inside before anyone asked questions. Vinny opened the door with a smile on his face as he saw us come in behind James.

“Hey ya guys.” he greeted.

“Hi Vinny.” Sam sat on the chair next to where James was tying up Kyle.

I shut the front door behind me and approached them.

“Who’s that?” Vinny nodded to Kyle who was still out-cold.

“Vinny go to your room.” James ordered, standing up straight.

“What? No, but dad!”

“Go. You don’t wanna see this.” James looked at his son.

Vinny sighed then nodded, “Yes, sir.”

He trudged off into the hall with his head low.

“Joey, give me that box.” James pointed to a black little box on the kitchen counter.

I ran over and pulled it out from underneath a pile of papers. As I picked it up I noticed there were spots of dried blood on it.

“What’s this for?” I asked as I handed it to him.

“This is how I get answers.” he spoke and took the box from my hands.

He placed it on the ground and opened it up. Inside were different weapons. Some were ordinary household utensils and others were surgical instruments. But they all obviously did one thing. And I knew that because of the leftover dried blood from James’ latest victim.

Sam moved over and looked in the box, “Some of that blood is still wet…”

He looked at James as he picked up a roll of duck tape. He began to put the tape over Kyle’s mouth as he looked over at Sam.

“Can you stop judging everything I do?” James asked, giving him an odd look.

Sam nodded and backed away, “Yes. But, only because I’m scared of you.”

James smiled and turned back to Kyle as he started to open his eyes.

“Ah the maniac’s awake.” I spit.

He made a muffled sound as he shook his head and opened his eyes wide. He struggled in his bonds and was breathing heavily as he gave us an evil look.

“I would tell you why you’re here, but, you obviously know that one.” I smiled, sarcastically.

He tried to talk but a muffled sound came out as he pulled on the bonds around his hands.

“Okay listen… We are going to ask questions and if you say anything other than the answers, I will make you wish you were dead, you understand me?” James pointed a scalpel at Kyle.

He nodded and swallowed as James nodded for Sam to take the tape off from around his mouth.

Sam reached up and ripped it off of Kyle’s lips.

Kyle cringed in pain then began to say something but James lifted the scalpel to his mouth and he shut up.

“Where is Ryan?” I asked.

Kyle turned his head to me and spat on the ground in front of my feet. James grabbed him by the hair and yanked his head back then placed the scalpel on his chin.

“Let us try this again,” he miffed, “Where is he?”

“Where he always is.”

“And where’s that?” I asked.

“At his agency. Where else, Captain Bob?” he spit.

I gave a bitch face and shook my head at his words.

“If you’re lying, I will skin you alive. You understand me?” James violently threatened.

Kyle nodded and Sam put the tape back over his mouth then looked at me.

“We’re not just going to barge in there, are we?” Sam asked.

I shrugged, “I dunno yet.”

“We need a plan.” James said.

“We need more of us.” I pointed out.

“Call the guys.” Sam suggested.

I sighed, “They don’t wanna help.”

“I’ll call them.” Sam stood up then walked away and took his phone out.

I rolled my eyes and cracked my back as I stood up straight.

“What do you want to do?” James turned to me.

“Make sure he doesn’t get out. I’m taking a ride.” I said taking out my keys to the van and going towards the front door.

“Where?” Sam asked behind me.

I sighed, “I’m gonna talk to my brother.” I opened the door and walked out of the safe house.

The white van was parked on the side of James’ safe house. I walked around the building and got in then started it and fixed the rear view mirror. A sigh came out of me and I found myself closing my eyes as they watered up. I took a deep breath and backed up out of the grass.

I then stepped on the gas and took off down the street. The radio came on and a familiar song played. The light in front of me changed from yellow to red and I came to a stop and rested my elbow on the side of the door next to me then put my fingers on my chin.

I looked out the window and watched the three kids that were playing on the other side of the street. My eyes went to the left side view mirror as something in the car behind me caught my attention.

Inside of the white car a man was watching me with a look on his face that read: Agent. I sighed and sat up straight as I put my left hand on the steering wheel and the other above the pistol that I had next to me.

I locked the doors and kept watch from all sides to make sure no one came up on me unexpectedly. The light changed and the car in front of me continued forward with me behind them. I made a right turn and stepped on the gas. The white car stayed behind me, but at a distance. The police station was right around this corner ahead of me.

I slowed down and turned into the visitor parking lot and the white car kept on passed me. I let out a sigh of relief and parked into an empty lot and shut the van off. I scratched my head and picked up the gun next to me and put it in the glove box, I wasn’t about to bring it in or let it be seen.

A woman in a police uniform walked passed my van as I got out and locked it up as I shut the door behind. She looked at me and smiled. I nodded at her and started towards the front of the police station.




I walked up the front desk and an officer was sitting in a chair, spinning, as he stuffed his face with a glazed doughnut. My hand hit the bell and I waited for him to stop and look at me. When he didn’t I hit it once more, but, he just kept spinning and eating. I rolled my eyes and kept hitting it repeatedly.

“If you hit that thing one more time, I will throw you in jail for murder.” he stopped the chair and pulled it up to the desk in front of me.

“Can I help you, Mr. Walker?” the fat cop looked at me.

I nodded and looked passed him, “Yeah, I wanna talk to my brother.”


“Why?” I blurted.

He gave me a look, “Officer Walker is not here. Come back when he’s not on the job.”

“Where is he?” I rolled my eyes.

“How would I know?” he cocked his head to the side.

“Well, maybe if you weren’t stuffing your fat ass face, then you’d know.” I snapped.

He stood up and put his hands on the desk as he leaned closer to me.

“The last time someone talked to me like that, he winded up hanging on a wall inside of an old ass building. Do you remember? You were there. That kid got what was coming to him, the douche bag…”

On instinct, I quickly grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him close to me.

“You ever say anything about him again, I’ll—”

Two hands grabbed me from behind and pulled me off of him, I pulled away but someone else grabbed me and before I knew it, I was on the ground with a knee on my back and cuffs slapped on my wrists.

“But him in a cell!” the fat cop ordered.

Hands yanked me up and led me past the desks and into the back. The fat cop got in my face and smiled.

“You’re lucky they grabbed you before you could finish what you were going to say.” he said.

The cop behind me pushed me passed him and into the back room with cells. He opened the second cell and then took the cuffs off me and threw me inside with three other people.

As he shut and locked the door behind me, I rubbed my wrists and turned to look at the three guys that were in the corner of the small holding cell.

“Whatchu do, man?” one that looked like a caveman asked me.

I looked at him and shook my head, “Nothing.”

“Bullshit,” the bald one next to him stood up, “We all did somethin’.”

I looked out of the cell and the caveman came up to me.

“You look familiar.” he spoke with a scratchy voice.

I perked my lips and backed away from him, “Y’all don’t, so…”

“What’s your name, boy?” the baldy asked.

I looked to the side and the caveman came in my face. He was a big guy and I’ll admit, I felt a little intimidated by his size.

“You have a name, don’t cha?” he asked.

“Joey.” I blurted.

He backed up a bit and studied me, “I’m Hank. That skinhead is Keller, and that—”

“I’m Aron.” the guy that was sitting down spoke as he stood up.

I half smiled, “Good. My first cell friends. Now, can—”

“We’re not your friends.” he told me, coming up to me.

I knit my eyes then nodded, “Whatever man.”

“I know you.” Keller pointed to me, “You’re that ass who killed my bro.”

“What are—”

Aron took off his leather jacket and turned it around.

“That look familiar?”

My heart stopped. He had a black leather jacket that had the Black Dragon’s biker symbol on it. I looked up to him then at the other two, they all had the jackets on.

“Hey, look, I can—”


Right in the stomach. The sudden force of Hank’s fist brought me to my knees. He then grabbed my hair and pulled me away from the corner of the cell.

“You and your friends murdered half our family.” Aron got in my face.

“They had it comin’,” I cringed at the pain.

He nodded and began to pull his hand back to hit me in the face. I elbowed the big guy behind me in the side of the torso and he let go and I quickly hit Aron in the face then turned around and kicked Hank in the kneecap as hard as I could at that angle.

The bigger they are…

He yelled in pain and fell to his face. Keller rushed towards me, head first and pinned me against the cell bars as Aron rushed towards us and grabbed my hair.

“You’ll pay!” he yelled as his hands went around my neck.

I hit him in the side of the neck with my hand and kneed Keller in the face as I pushed both them away from me.

“Look I don’t wanna fight!” I yelled to them.

Hank stood up and limped over to me fairly quickly. I gave a quick sigh and bent down to dodge his flying fist. Keller grabbed my leg and I fell on my face as Aron suddenly put his foot on top of me and leaned over to get in my face.

“You’re trapped in here with us, boy. Ain’t no one gonna hear you. They don’t care if we kill ya.” he spit.

I clenched my teeth and tried to breathe with the amount of force on my back. Aron removed his foot and I was quickly flipped over on my back as he got on top of me and in my face. He pulled his fist back and caught me in the face, just above the cheek bone. He didn’t stop. He pulled back over and over and hit me in the same spot. He began to slow down and when he did, I grabbed his fist and struck him in the side then pushed him off of me.

I got on my stomach and spat out blood. Hank came from behind me and grabbed my foot, he pulled me backwards as I turned on my back and pulled my foot out of his hand. It all happened so fast, he came towards me as I was backing away and kicked me in the side of the legs. Then, with a heavy thrust of his leg, he came down on my right leg.

A sudden horrid pain shot up from my ankle and ached my entire leg.

I cried out in pain and turned to the side as yelling was heard beyond the bars.

“Get back!” a voice commanded.

Keys unlocked the cell door and four officers pushed Hank, Aron, and Keller against the wall. Two cops grabbed me and helped me on my feet. I couldn’t walk, the severe pain in my leg made it basically impossible. The officers led me out of the cell and into the lobby.

They brought me to a bench by the front door, I cringed as I sat down.

“Cuff him to the bench.” the fat cop ordered an officer.

I huffed as the officer cuffed my left hand to the side of the bench.

“C’mon man, haven’t I suffered enough?” I asked, looking up at him.

The fat cop walked passed me and I slowly sat back and let out a painful sigh as I closed my eyes and shook my head.

I guess everyone wants me dead, I thought.

“What’s up, boss?” a familiar voice spoke.

My eyes shot open and I saw the back of Josh’s head and jacket as he was walking behind the front desk.

I whistled, “Hey, asshat!”

He stopped and looked to the side.

I sat up a bit and whistled once more. He turned around and I lifted my hand and nodded.

“Yep,” I sighed and lowered my hand.

He walked passed the front desk and ran over to me.

“What the hell are you doing here? What happened? You okay?” he asked, bending down next to me as he observed my bloody face.

I cringed and he pulled his hand away.

“I came here to talk to you. But Officer Barney had something other planned.” I said.

He looked at me and knit his eyes.

“He came at me.” the fat officer said behind the desk.

“You started it!” I spit.

“Walker, you need to have better control over your kid brother.” the officer miffed.

Josh stood up and looked at him, “He’s a grown man. He can handle himself.”

“Like you did back there?” the officer smiled at me as he pointed towards the cells.

“That’s not fair, there were three of them.” I coughed.

“What’re you talking about?” Josh looked at me.

“Your brother has a big mouth and he doesn’t know how to keep it shut. He got into a fight with three other prisoners and they gave him what was coming to him.” the officer laughed.

I pulled on the cuff and pointed to him, “You threw me in there for no reason and I didn’t start shit!”

“Then how do you explain your face?” he raged.

I sat back and shook my head.

“If I were you, I’d keep him in a holding cell all night. He needs to learn a lesson.” the cop said to my brother.

Josh nodded and looked at him, “Yeah thanks, but, uh, I can deal with my own brother. Don’t need your help. Is he being arrested?”

“I didn’t do anything, bro.” I told him.

He nodded and took out keys to the cuff then took them off of me.

“Go home, Joey.” he turned and started off.

“You’re not even gonna talk to me?” I asked him.

He shook his head and continued. I sighed and grabbed on to the side of the bench then pushed myself on my feet. I balanced myself and tried to take a step but, as soon as I put pressure on my right leg, pain shot up. I cringed in pain and grabbed a hold of the wall next to me to keep me on my feet.

I sighed and balled my fist.

“Need help?” the fat officer chuckled.

I pointed towards him and looked at him, “Sh—shut the hell up…”

He put his hands up and turned away from me. I swallowed and attempted another step.

I’ve been through worse, I told myself.

I placed my foot down and, again, as soon as I tried to take a step, a shot of pain ripped through my leg. I yelled out in pain and my leg gave out as I crumbled to the ground. I took a breath and clenched my fist.

“You okay, sir?” a lady bent down next to me.

I nodded and sat up, leaning against the side of the wall.

“Want me to call you an ambulance?” she asked me.

Two men were behind her, watching me. I shook my head, “Nah, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure? You don’t seem fine.” she pointed out.

I nodded and closed my eyes then swallowed and opened them.

“Joey?” Josh came out from behind the front desk, “You okay, man?”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, “You suck, ya know?”

He came up to me and bent down, “What happened?”

“Remember when lard ass told you about me getting my ass kicked by three guys?”

He looked at me.

“Well,” I sighed, “They also messed up my leg.”

“Can you stand?” he asked.

“Yeah, but it hurts like hell to walk.” I adjusted myself and cringed in pain.

“We need to call a bus.” the female officer told Josh.

I shook my head and put my hand on the ground and got on my feet. I leaned against the wall as I looked at my brother.

“Just take me out to my car, I’ll drive myself home, like you said.” I said.

“Joey, you can’t walk.”

“Well I’m not going to a hospital. So,” I sucked my teeth, “You wanted me to go home.”

“What is up with you?” he looked at me.

I shook my head, “Nothing. Can you help me to my car or not?”


I looked at him, “What?”

“I said, no, Joey. I’m not helping you towards your car. You wanna be a ass, fine. You can walk by yourself. I’m not dealing with it.” he raised his arms and backed away.

“Fine.” I huffed and stood up straight.

With my hand on the wall, I began to take a step. I knew it had to be fast, and I knew I couldn’t put pressure on it. I used my toes and slowly began towards the front door. With each step I took, pain shot through my leg and the top of my scalp tingled and I clenched my fist. But, the pain became almost bearable to the point where I made it towards the front door.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. I looked down to my feet to make sure I was walking at the right angle when a red dot appeared on my chest, over my heart.




I stopped suddenly then within a second, dove to the side as a gun shot was heard. People screamed and yelled as I dropped to the floor in pain from my leg.

“Gun!” an officer screamed.

The police station went into a frenzy. Officers ran to each side to get out of firing range. I scooted back and Josh took out his weapon and got in front of me.

“You all right?” he asked me.

I nodded and checked myself over, “Yeah, he missed me.”

“Who the hell was that? Did you get a look at the suspect?” he asked, peeking out of the station.

I shook my head, “No, it was a sniper.”

“Son of a—” he sat back against the wall and looked at me, “You sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, Josh, I’m fine. Thank God I saw the dot in time.” I shook my head.

Everyone in the station was on guard with their weapon drawn. There were no more shots going off and the only sound was police sirens.

“Whoever that was, he’s gone now.” an officer stood up from behind the front desk with his pistol at ready, “But, just in case I want six of you to take a perimeter check and report anything back to me, I want to know who that guy thinks he is shooting people in my station.”

A couple officers ran out of the station and Josh stood up as I did. I sighed and put my head down as I leaned on the wall.

“You okay, man?” he asked me.

I shook my head and looked up at him, “I think that was the same guy who killed the others…”

“Why do you think that?” he whispered.

“He was aiming for my heart, Josh. The same way he murdered them.” I told him quietly.

He nodded then ran his hair through his hair, “I’ll, uh, I can take you back to your house. If you want.”

“Yeah,” I sighed, “That’d be cool.”

He nodded and I put my arm on his shoulders and he helped me outside of the station. As he helped me towards the parking lot, I nodded at my white van that was parked against the fence.

“There she is.” I said.

He nodded and helped me over to it. I took out the keys in my pocket and unlocked the doors.

“I’m driving.” Josh helped me inside the passenger side.

I shut the door as he ran around the van and got into the drivers side.

“This place is going to be hectic for a while,” he started the van then looked at me, “You sure you’re okay, Joey?”

“Dude, will you stop asking me that? I’m fine, okay?”

He nodded and put the van in drive, “I’m just making sure you’re good, bro. No need to get smart.”

He pulled out of the parking space as I sighed.

“Yeah, well, that’s basically all I hear now from everyone.” I told him.

He nodded and made a left turn out of the lot and sped down the street, “That’s because we’re concerned about you, man. God only knows whats going on in that head of yours.”

I looked out the window and bit at the inside of my cheek.

“Because, whatever it is, I know its not good,” he sighed, “If there was something bothering you, you’d tell me, right? Because I’m here for you, man, I always will be.”

I followed the lines on the side of the road with my eyes as I stared out the window. The van came to a stop and Josh looked at me.

“You hear me?” he spoke.

“Yeah, Josh, I do.” I sighed.

“Whats the matter with you lately?” he asked.

I looked at him and shook my head, “Nothing you’d care about.”

He knit his eyes, “What’s that supposed to mean? I thought we worked all this shit out, man?”

“I dunno.” I shook my head.

The car moved forward as the light changed. Josh sighed and turned left into a neighborhood. I looked back out of the window and at the houses.

“Joey…” he sighed, “I know what it’s like to lose someone close to you. But, I can’t even begin to imagine what’s going through your head these past few days.”

“Then don’t, okay?” I snapped.

He turned to me and I shook my head, “Josh, I can deal with my own problems. I don’t need you to play big brother.”

He looked back to the road and kept quiet. I quietly sighed and gazed back out of the window.

“I’m sorry, Joey…” he said.

I knit my eyes and turned to him, “What are you talking about?”

“I knew what dad had done to you, yet, I still let him back into our lives. I should have just told him that we didn’t want him back when he knocked.” he admitted.

I licked my top lip, “He didn’t do it to just me. He did it to Megan too. Well, he tried anyway, I used to try to stop him…”

He knit his eyes and looked to me, “You never told me that.”

“There’s a lot of things I’ve never told a lot of people man… The only person I only really told was… Cole.” I sighed and took a deep breath.

“You guys were close, huh?” he asked.

I laughed and nodded, “Yeah, he basically raised me. He basically raised all of us. Him and Ken. We were all like brothers.”

He nodded and made a left turn into my neighborhood. I sighed and looked at him, “Can you not drop me off here?”

“Why not?” he asked.

“Take me to my safe house.” I ordered.

He sighed and made a quick U-turn and drove back out of the neighborhood.

“Only cause I know that there might be people there that can look after you.”

I huffed and shook my head “Yeah, like dad? You have to get him out of there, Josh. I can’t work with him looking over my shoulders.”

He nodded and looked at me, “Alright man, I’ll confront him, but you have to help. I understand that he’s a pain, and he needs to know that too.”

I swallowed, “I think he knows. I think he just does it to mess with me.”

He made a right turn and stopped in traffic.

“I don’t know, Joey. I mean, he seems like he did change. He’s not the same ass as I knew growing up.”

I looked to the side and thought about what my dad had said to me back at my safe house. I was still a bit shaken up from it. I wanted to forget everything about my past and he shows up and makes me relive it once more.

I nodded and looked back up to the street.

“Yeah man, I know.” I lied.

The cars in front of us pulled off and we started to move again. I sighed and looked back out the window. Josh started to sing under his breath as he moved to the opposite lane. Sirens wailed and two police cars sped passed cars on the other side of the road.

Josh looked behind us, “Wonder where they’re goin’…”

He shrugged and kept on the road. Seconds later three more police cruisers whizzed passed going in the same direction as the other two.

“Prob some jerk holding up a store.” my brother suggested.

I knit my eyes and looked into the rear view mirror. My brother pulled onto a highway and sped passed a yellow light before it changed. He then made a right turn into the path that led to my safe house. He parked my van in front of a familiar van. I huffed and nodded, knowing that Alan and the guys may be back.

Josh turned the car off and looked at me, “I’ll help you out.”

I shook my head and unlocked my side door.

“No,” I told him, “I can manage. Thanks though.”

He sighed and opened the door the same time I did. I turned myself and slowly started out of the van. I landed on my good foot and then carefully placed the other one on the ground next to it as I closed the car door behind me.

“You sure you’re okay?” Josh asked me.

I nodded and put my hand on the van.

“It hurts but I have to walk on it. I’ll get James to take a look at it to see if it’s broke or not.” I informed him.

As I took a step towards the front door of the safe house he watched me with concern in his eyes.

“How did that happen again?” he asked coming up to me.

I sighed and took another step, “I kinda got an attitude with one of the officers and he put me in a cell with a couple of the guys from that biker gang that was after us a while back… I dunno, I guess they recognized me and tried to kill me. And some big ass guy stomped on my ankle when I was on the ground. It was at a hell of a angle at the time.”

“Ouch.” he flinched.

I nodded, “Tell me about it. But, I’ve been though worse.”

The front door of my safe house opened and Sam came out with a worried expression on his face.

“We have a problem.” he said.




Sam opened the door and as Josh helped me inside the safe house, I noticed that my father was sitting on the couch by himself.

“What’s the matter?” I looked at Sam as he closed the door, “Where’s James and the others?”

“What the hell happened to you?” my dad spit.

The sound of his bitter voice sent chills down my spine. I sighed and turned to him, pulling myself away from Josh as I stood on my own.

“Yeah man, what happened?” Sam asked me.

I sighed and looked at him, “Long story. Really long. Where is everyone?”

Sam pointed to the back room, “They’re back there.”

I nodded and started towards the back room. The pain remained in my ankle but at the angle that I walked in, the pain was bearable enough to walk a short distance. But I still flinched each time I put a bit of pressure on it.

Josh opened the door and I then saw what Sam was talking about.

“Who’s that?” I asked once Sam closed the door behind us when we entered the back room.

“He says his name is Jake.” James spoke up, holding a gun to the unknown man’s head.

The man was handcuffed to a chair as he looked among us.

“You must be the man in charge.” the man smiled and used his hand to move his long hair out of his face, “I am Jacob Amell. I have been watching you.”

“What do you mean you’ve been watching me?” I looked at him, “I don’t even know you.”

He smiled and nodded. His medium brown, wavy hair was down passed his shoulders. He licked his lips and looked up at me. He perked his lips and messed with his beard.

“I don’t know you either,” he huffed and lowered his cuffed hands, “Let’s just say that we both have a common interest.”

“And what would that be?” I asked.

“To stop Ryan Barson.” he informed.

The room was quiet as we all looked at him. I took a step forward and cringed a bit.

“How do you know Ryan Barson?” I knit my eyes.

“Who doesn’t?” he spit, “The guy’s a psychopath. Him and that kid both are messed up in the head.”

“What you mean?” James took a step towards him.

“Aren’t you caught up in politics?” Jake asked him.

“Who the hell watches that?” Wade laughed.

I shook my head, “What’re you getting at, Jacob?”

“Ryan is trying to run for mayor.”

I froze as the top of my scalp tingled. Just the thought of him becoming mayor was heart stopping. That would make it almost impossible to get to him. Let alone kill him.

“You mean for here?” Sam gasped.

“No Turkey,” Jake sarcastically spit, “Let me outta here and I’ll show ya.”

“How do we know we can trust him, mate?” Alan looked at me.

“Oh, c’mon man! What other proof do you guys need?” he looked up at us.

I nodded and looked over to James who was behind Jake with a pistol in his hand, “Cut him loose.”

“What?” Alan and Wade both gasped at my order.

James went over to Jake and took the cuffs off of his hands. James nodded to me as he rubbed his wrists.

“Thanks, Joey.” he said.

I shook my head, “Don’t act like you know me. Now that you’re free, why don’t you get to the part where you said that Ryan Barson was running for mayor.”

He sighed, “I’m afraid it’s true. Look it up online if y’all don’t believe me. That—jerkface—is trying to run for mayor. And apparently, he’s close to winning. Which, as y’all may know, cannot happen.”

“And lemme guess, Rapunzel,” Kevin spit, “You want us to help you stop him from winning?”

Jake nodded, disregarding the comment Kevin had made.

“Guys, God only knows what Ryan would do if he became mayor.” I told them.

Sam nodded, “Yeah, he wouldn’t just destroy our lives, he’d destroy this entire city.”

“Hey, I dunno what you guys are gonna do, but, I, for one, don’t wanna see this town destroyed by those two bozos. I’m in.” Josh informed.

James nodded, “I am too.”

“Yeah, me too.”

Sam looked at Wade and the others, “Are you three gonna be the only ones who aren’t chipping in to help this city?”

Wade gave Sam the finger and Kevin sighed as Alan nodded.

“We’re in, mate.”




We congregated around a large table in the back room. Jake told us all what we were so obviously missing. Ryan was close to becoming Mayor, very close.

“I don’t understand why the hell people are voting for him.” Sam shook his head.

“The guy’s a madman, he’d do whatever it takes to get to the top.” I huffed, “I guess he was desperate enough to run the city.”

“He has connections, of course he’s gonna win the election. He has two powerful agencies behind him.” Jake informed us.

I backed away from him and looked at him, “You know a lot about me, but we don’t know jack about you..”


“So, why don’t you fill us in on who the hell you are and why we should trust you?” I spit.

He nodded and backed away from the table.

“Fine,” he said as he cracked his neck, “My name is Jake Amell, I am an Aries, I like guns, hot chicks, and action movies.”

I rolled my eyes as he gave a smirk. I was about to cut him off when he continued.

“I was a C.I.A operative up until a few years ago when I was cut loose, and I’ve been on the run ever since. There’s not much about my life that’s important, but if you must know… I reached puberty at age 16, I dated this sexy girl when I was 17, but, my dad told me to get a life and stop watching TV, so that relationship ended quicker than I wanted it to.”

He looked at me and raised his hands, “Your turn, man.”

“We’re you really in the C.I.A?” Josh asked him.

“As far as I know? Yea. But as far as the database records show? No.” he admitted.

I nodded and scratched the back of my neck, “What are we supposed to do to stop them? They’re in a tight spot even when they aren’t actually mayor. It’s gonna be hard to get to them. If we kill them, the entire city will be after us.”

The door to the living room quickly opened and my dad came into the back room.

“Hey, Joshua, might wanna come check this out. Like, uh, now.” he said.

Josh looked at me then knit his eyes and ran into the living room. I slowly followed behind him as my dad led us to the TV that was on. Josh froze when he saw what was on the television.

“What is that?” I asked, confused.

But then I saw what it was. The police station I was just at was in flames.

As you can see the North Police Department is in flames after what appeared to be an explosion. Firefighters and ambulance are on the scene. No one is saying how the explosion happened, but some are making this clear that this was the work of terrorists…” The woman on the news spoke with such fear it wasn’t hard to tell.

“I have to get over there.” Josh ran his hands through his hair.

“What? No. You need to stay here.” I told him.

“Why the hell would I do that when someone just blew up the police station?” he snapped.

“Josh! Trust me. Don’t go.” I looked at him.

He turned to me and I raised my eyebrows. He shook his head and quickly started towards the front door.

“No,” he said, “I have to figure out what the hell is happening.”

“I’ll go with you, man.” Jake stepped up from behind me.

Josh stopped and looked at him.

“Yeah, please do.” I sighed.

Josh nodded then turned to me, “I’ll be careful.”

With that he turned and went out the front door with Jake behind him. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

“He’ll he okay, Joesph.” my dad smirked and turned to me.

“Don’t call me that.” I told him, shaking my head.

He took a step closer to me, “I can call you whatever I want. You know why? Because there ain’t nothin’ you gonna do about it.”

I laughed and shook my head, “I just love how you think I’m the same pathetic little kid as I was when you used to hit me. Thing’s have changed over the years, but you’re still the same old asshole I remember.”

He got that look on his face that was all too familiar. I hated him, and I knew he hated me as well. He laughed a bit and I smelled the foul stench of beer in his breath. I closed my eyes and looked down, clearing my throat then looking back up at him.

“I may be the same old asshole, but that’s only when you’re around,” he whispered, “You were a mistake. Ya hear me? I regret the day you were born.”

I laughed and nodded. Pain and anger filled my chest, even though I’ve heard this all before, it hurt even more hearing it again.

“You’re pathetic. You know that?” I said to him, “You come back after all these years to what? Tell me what I already know? Get a life.”

“I had a life!” he came in my face, “Then your slut of a mother had to sleep with someone else and have you.”

I froze and looked at him, confused.

“Oh that’s right. You didn’t know. You mother had an affair with someone else, and had you. Then left your scum ass with me. We got back together and had Megan, then she left me once again because she wanted something better.” he spit.

I shook my head and swallowed as my throat swelled.

“I feel bad for mom,” I looked at him, “She had to deal with the scum that wasn’t even man enough to keep her.”

In an instant, he pulled his fist back and swung, hitting me square in the face. As I fumbled backwards, my ankle gave out and I dropped to the ground as pain shot up through my leg.

James and the others came forward but my dad held out his hand and, in a stern voice, shouted.

“Stay back! This is between me and my son.” he looked down at me, “You mother didn’t leave because of me. She left because each time she looked at you, she saw that bastard she slept with. And regretted it.”

I cringed at the pain in my ankle but managed to get on my feet and get in his face.

“For years, you tormented me and Megan. Years! And each time we thought that this was all because of the way you drank. But, now I know. It was about how mom left you. And now that I think of it, I am glad she did. She got away from the asshole you really are. And I don’t blame her for doing that anymore.” my eyes swelled as I looked at him.

He yelled in anger and slammed me against the wall behind me. I cringed as he looked me in the eyes. James and the others flinched as they watched us, unknown of what to do.

“You don’t know anythin’!” he raged, “But I know one thing, your friends that were killed? They died because of you! The same thing with Megan, she died because of you. Because you are nothin’ but a pathetic piece of trash. Just like your father.”

My heart ached and rage surged through my body. I closed my eyes and he tightened his grip around my neck. He looked at me as his face went red with anger. I grabbed his hands and tried to pry him off of me. But somehow I wasn’t strong enough. The overwhelming pain and agony just washed over me and all I wanted to do was just die or forget this ever happened.

He pulled his hand back and dug in his pocket then quickly brought out a switch blade and just as he put it to my neck a gun cocked to the left of us.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” James spoke with a threatening tone.

I took a shaky breath and swallowed.

“Hey!” Josh’s voice yelled from the right of us.

Jake slammed the door behind him as Josh ran up to us. My dad put the tip of his blade against my neck.

“Stay out of this, Joshua.” he told my brother.

Josh shook his head, “No, not this time. Get off of him. Now.”

“Or what?” he spit.

Josh took out his pistol and held it up to him. My dad looked at him and smiled.

“You ain’t gonna use that, Joshua.” he laughed.

“Watch me.” Josh raged.

My dad huffed, looked at me then released his grip and backed away.

“Leave.” Josh ordered.

Our dad looked at him and took a couple steps towards the front door.

“What doesn’t hurt you…” he mumbled and passed Josh.

I looked up at him as Jake opened the door for him.

“What?” I managed to say through my state of emotion, “What did you just say?”


I stepped towards him and shook my head, “No. What did you just say?”

He stopped and turned to me. Shrugging, he let out a sigh and walked out of the safe house as Jake closed the door behind him. I shook my head and started to go after him but Josh held me back.

“No, let him go, man.” he told me.

“Get off me!” I yelled, “He mumbled something that I heard before. I have to stop him.”

Josh let me go and I painfully limped towards the front door.

“Joey?” Josh came closer to me.

Ignoring him, I went passed Jake and put my hand on the door knob. Without hesitating, I turned it and pulled it open. A loud pop! ripped through the air and before I knew it, my chest went cold and almost numb. My knees got weak and I collapsed to the ground.

Someone screamed my name as hands grabbed me and dragged me away from the front door. I saw Jake slam the door shut and turn and look at me. Josh bent down and was in my face, his hand caressed my head as he yelled for someone to call an ambulance.

I cringed and coughed up a thick liquid as my hand went to my chest. My fingers were covered with the same warm liquid, it was only when I lifted my hand up I noticed it was red.

“Somebody call the…” Josh’s voice trailed off but I knew he was still talking.

“I don’t care!” he cried out, “Help me get him up, I’m taking him myself!”

Hands grasped my arms and I was lifted up as Josh and James took me outside to the white van. As they were putting me inside, I heard James say something in what sounded like Russian, and then everything slowly went black.




What’re you going to do?”

The suited man stood tall, he leaned over the railing and down at the hospital floor. He took a breath and nodded once.

What I have to do. Even if it risks everything.” he told the other man who was sitting in the chair beside him.

The man nodded and looked to the suited man.

Do what you want,” he told him, “But be careful, he isn’t one to mess with. After all, you were the one who missed him when you had the chance the first time.”

The suited man turned to the other man and gave him a look.

I missed him for a reason,” he said, “I’m testing him. If he survives this, then he and the other one will be greater than what the others in his team were.”

The other man nodded and sighed as they both looked down at the hospital floor at the bloody man laying on the stretcher. As he was being rushed to the emergency room, the other man huffed.

If he survives this.”

The suited man nodded in agreement, “If.”






Sam had a worried expression on his face. He sat next to Josh, who had his head down on his hands. As James leaned on the wall with his arms crossed, Alan paced back and forth, rubbing his chin. Wade and Kevin both sat on the floor, their legs outstretched into the middle of the hallway, doctors gave them looks as they stepped over their legs.

I’m going to find the person who did this, and I’m going to physically murder them.” Josh said with his head still down.

Sam sighed and looked at him.

Because apparently, just regular killing them doesn’t seem to work. So, I gotta make sure they’re actually physically dead.” he explained.

Just up the hall, Jake quickly walked towards them.

We have to get out of here.” he told them.

Wade and Kevin both quickly stood up. Josh brought his head up and looked at him.


Something happened,” Jake had a look of worry on his face, “And it isn’t good.”

What about Joey?” Sam looked at him.

He looked behind him and started off towards Joey’s room. Josh got up and followed behind him as Sam and the others all got up, watching them as they both approached Joey’s room.

We need to get him out of here.” Josh told Jake.

Jake nodded and peeked into Joey’s room, he had just gotten out of surgery and was now resting as a nurse checked his vital signs.

He is in a coma, even if he wakes—”

When he wakes up.” Josh snapped, cutting him off.

Jake nodded and corrected himself, “When Joey wakes up, I don’t know whats going to happen. We can’t take him with us. Let alone out of this room.”

Josh rubbed his temple as Sam came up behind him.

Guys…” he said, “I may have an idea on how to keep him safe and alive.”

Josh and Jake both turned to him. They looked at each other then finally at him. Sam made a face and looked down then back up at them.

This is going to be really risky, but, it just might keep him alive.” he admitted.

Josh nodded and looked at him, “Okay, what do we gotta do?”





As the new mayor, I feel as if the city needs some new rules.

p<{color:#000;}. Anyone that’s caught with any form of weapon that could be used to injure one of my agents, will be executed.

p<{color:#000;}. Anyone who is labeled as a police officer, will be executed.

p<{color:#000;}. Vigilantes will not be tolerated, and any caught will be executed.

p<{color:#000;}. Anyone who stands up to any of my agents, will be executed.

p<{color:#000;}. Anyone who does not obey these rules, will be executed.

And finally, every prison in the city is to release each and every inmate for my armed detail for help around the city. In other words, I want every inmate to help me find everybody who is on my wanted list, and for the person who brings one of them in, they get the bounty money on their head.”

Ryan Barson’s voice echoed on a speaker through the city. As he talked, people screamed and ran frantically away from the inmates who carried weapons and ordered commands. Most of them were getting changed out of their blue inmate outfit, but the others were still in it as they hit the civilians in the head that weren’t cooperating and shooting at the police officers who tried hopelessly to fight back.

Ryan’s voice on the speaker repeated the rules over and over throughout the city. His picture was on each television. The inmates laughed as they put the civilians in their rightful place.

And the list of wanted bounty’s are,”

Ryan’s voice continued after the repeated list of rules for the city.

Joey Walker, Sam Miller, James Killer, Wade Jackson, Alan Loki, and Josh Walker. The amount on each their heads are four million. The amount on Joey Walker’s head is eight million. Bring them to me, dead or alive, preferably alive, and you will get your money. Good luck to you all.”

Ryan’s laugh was heard among the city, it masked the screams of the innocent, but couldn’t cover them up completely.





I awoke in a dark room. The only light I saw was coming from the heartbeat monitor that was next to me. I slowly sat up as I looked around. My chest ached a bit, it felt bruised, swollen even. My hand went to my chest as I adjusted myself on the bed I was laying in.

My mouth felt strange. I reached over next to me and my hand hit something solid. I moved to the top of it and found out it was a dresser. Something cold touched my finger tips and I grabbed a cold metal flashlight. It took a while to find the switch on it, but I eventually did and turned it on.

The light that came from the flashlight blinded me and I squinted at the bright light that come from it. After my eyes adjusted to the light, I moved it around the room and saw that I was in some type of basement. I then moved to myself and saw that there was an IV in my arm and quickly ripped it out and sat up as I let my feet dangle from the bed.

My feet touched a cold surface. But it felt good to feel it, it took my mind off of the bit of pain that was coming from my chest. As I looked down, I noticed there was a tube that was laying on the ground. I knew long enough to know it was used to help me breathe. I huffed and knit my eyes, I didn’t remember taking it out.

I used the flashlight to see my surroundings, my eye sight was still a little hazy. I got on my feet and used the dresser next to me to help me stand up. My ankle was no longer in pain, that I remember clearly. The pain and the encounter with the Black Dragons at the police station. I tried to recall what had happened after all that, but it was still fuzzy.

I closed my eyes and saw images of my brother, Josh, as he leaned over me with tears in his eyes. I sighed and took a step away from the bed.

Light from the flashlight shined a bit off of something from the dresser next to me. I shone the flashlight over to it and saw that it was a silenced pistol. I huffed and smiled.

“Thank you, Santa.” I reached for it and when I picked it up, I noticed there was a note underneath of it.

I placed the gun in the back of my pants then reached over and grabbed the note. I opened it and began to read it.

Joey, Ryan won the election sooner than expected, city has gone to hell. Inmates from the prison helping him. Meet up at James’ house. Be careful.”

I closed my eyes and shook my head as I folded the note and stuffed it in my back pocket. I then took out the pistol and used the flashlight to see where I was stepping. A chair on the right caught my eyes, I noticed there was clothes folded up on the chair as well. I nodded and realized that I was in a hospital gown, and the back was open.

I went to the chair and grabbed the clothes and turned back to the bed to put the pistol down then quickly got changed. As I changed my shirt, I looked at my chest, where a bandage covered up a wound that still stung each time I moved quickly.

I put my shirt on and threw my shoes on then picked up the pistol as I used the flashlight to find the door. I saw the door and went towards it. There wasn’t any light coming from behind it, but I opened it anyway. I quickly threw it open and used the flashlight to look around. I left the room I was in and entered what seemed to be a hallway.

There was a light at the left end of the hallway and I proceeded toward it. I looked around for anything that could help me. I snatched a black hat from the floor and put it on my head as I continued towards the end of the hall. The light was coming from a window above a staircase that was on the left side of a wall at the end of the hallway.

I turned the flashlight off and looked up at the staircase. Taking a deep breath, I hesitated then started up them, my pistol aimed and ready to shoot anything that came at me. I got to the window and looked outside.

I found myself shaking my head as I looked at the scene. There were posters everywhere with Ryan’s face on it and with words below his face that I couldn’t make out. There was trash in the streets and a bunch of guys with machine guns that looked like they were fresh out of prison. And I knew that they were.

I sighed and shook my head, this wasn’t what I expected to happen when Ryan won the election. This was much, much worse.

Turning around, I saw there was another set of stairs and a door that looked like an exit. I started up the other set of staircases and studied the door. The door had the word ‘Lobby’, written across it, and there was another set of stairs that led up.

I put the pistol behind my back then slowly opened the door and peeked out into the hallway. It seemed quiet, empty. And when I saw the over turned chairs and hospital beds, I knew exactly where I was. As if it weren’t already obvious.

Looking down both sides of the hallway, I left the staircases and shut the door behind me quietly. I started towards the front door but stopped suddenly when a second thought passed through my head. I froze and backed away from the door, knowing that it would be stupid to go out that way. I looked to the side and then started towards the back of the hospital, knowing that that would be a safer way to leave the hospital.

As I was going down the hallway, I saw a body that was laid out on the ground with a puddle of blood around it. When I got closer, I noticed that it was the body of a police officer and he had a bullet in his head and one in his heart, an all too familiar execution style kill.

I sighed and closed my eyes, recalling what had happened at this same exact hospital when my friends were still alive. I moved passed the body and continued down the hall. My thought’s suffocated me, memories with Cole and the others from years ago, all the things that had happened in this very hospital. I had lost focus so much that I didn’t even realize that I was back where Sean, Sam, Casey and I had escaped when that masked man was shooting at us.

I stopped and looked into the room Cole had said his last words, before he went after that masked man and never made it out. I closed my eyes and was about to go down the staircase to my right but stopped and looked in front of me to where I had last seen him.

I knit my eyes and started forward with my eyes surveying the ground. I had this feeling in my gut that made me want to look around, for some odd reason, I had the need to look around. But I was glad I did.

I bent down and got on my knees when I saw something out of the ordinary. The thing that stuck out from the trash and open medication kits that were on the ground was a necklace. I picked it up and held it in my hand. My grip loosened and the gun I was holding dropped to the ground. A burning pain appeared in my chest and my eyes started to water, I tried to hold it back, but, my thoughts took me over and made it agony and unbearable to hold it in any longer.

My hand went over my eyes and I clenched the Crew necklace in my fist as my face was drowning in tears. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath as I stood up. Placing the necklace in my pocket, I picked my weapon back up and turned around, going through the emergency exit doors.

I got to the bottom of the staircase and the door that led outside was open. I went to the side of it and drew my weapon, looking on the outside for any enemies. There was an overturned car across from where I was, I got low then sprinted towards it, getting next to the hood for cover.

Looking around my surroundings, the only sound I heard was coming from the distance, yelling and screams. I shook my head as the corner of my lip twitched, Ryan had gone to damn far this time.

The note that was left for me said that they were at James’ house. But, I didn’t know where that even was. I sighed and looked up the street and over the turned car. I ran into an alley way and looked inside dark windows of the buildings next to me.

“What was that?” a voice said from the end of the alley way.

I froze, put my pistol in the back of my pants and quickly got behind a dumpster as I heard footsteps approaching me. There was a sound of radio static and a voice that seemed closer than the last.

“I’m checking it out now.”

I got behind the dumpster and leaned against the brick wall as a man in a black mask ski mask that had a white painted ‘T’ in the middle of it appeared. He stopped and looked around, his AK in his hands as he observed the area. His posture went slack and he put the radio in front of his mouth and it made a static noise.

“All clear.”

I came out from behind the dumpster as he was turning and grabbed him by his chin and then quickly grabbed the weapon out of his hand, throwing him to the ground and pointing the AK at him. It was so unexpected that he gasped as he landed on the ground and held up his hands. The radio that was in his hand was now laying on the floor by my feet.

I lowered the AK as my hand went behind my back and took out the silenced pistol from the back of my pants then aimed it at him.

“You’re gonna hang for this.” he spoke.

I nodded and pulled the trigger twice. Once in the head and once in the chest. Execution style. I moved his body out of the middle of the alley and hid it inside the dumpster. I kicked dirt over the blood splatter that came from him and then proceeded towards the end of the alley after I picked up his radio.

I turned the volume down on his radio so no one would hear. There was a building to my right, just over that lead to a small neighborhood, I knew that well. I sighed and looked around, trying to piece together what I had to do to get out of this alive. I didn’t know where James lived. The only place I knew he would stay at was his safe house. Which was about a 20 min walk from where I was. And I could not risk that with what was going on in this city. I had to stop it. And it had to end now.

I sighed and knit my eyes, leaning out of the alley to see down the street. There were men walking around, all holding AK’s. I put my head against the brick wall behind me and squeezed my eyes shut, opening them then looking to the right, trying to decide a plan.

All Triton Agents are to attend the hanging at the North Center. I repeat, there is a hanging in progress at the North Center, all Triton Agents are required to be there.”

The voice was blaring from a speaker and sounded like it was echoing around the city, which, it most likely was. I stuck my head out of the alley and looked down the street once more, but quickly pulled it back when two ‘Triton Agents’ started towards me. The two guys that were approaching me had on the same black mask as the one I killed. I went back into the alley way and ran up to the dumpster, opening it and quickly snatching the mask off of the dead guy.

It was wet with blood and had a hole in the head from where I had shot him. I froze and debated weather or not I should put it on. As I saw the shadows of the two agents that were approaching, I quickly put the mask over my head. The back of it was bloody and felt extremely uncomfortable, but the mask was black and basically disguised the blood with the color.

“Hey!” a voice called behind me.

I froze and turned. A Triton agent was at the end of the alley way. He waved and yelled.

“Boss is hanging two prisoners he recently caught. He wants everyone to be there. C’mon.”

I nodded and picked up the AK that was on the ground and ran out of the alley way, following him and the two other Triton agents down the street.




“Ladies and Gems!” Ryan appeared upon a stage as his agents forced civilians to gather around him.

There was a thing on the stage that looked medieval, there were three nooses that hung from the top of the wooden thing. I didn’t know what it was called, but knew exactly what it was used for.

“Bring out the prisoners!” Ryan shouted.

Kyle came out with a bruised and cut face he brought out two agents who came out with two people who’s face were covered with a pillow case. The agents brought the two prisoners in front of the nooses then snatched the cover off of their heads.

The agents cheered and hollered, but I nearly gasped. There upon the stage, about to be hung, were Sam and Wade. Their hands were bound behind their backs and both of their faces were cut and bleeding.

I put my head down and started towards the stage. The other masked Triton agents all cheered and waved their hands in the air so I was covered up by their movement as I made my way towards the end of the stage. I quickly got behind a parked car and looked around for something to use as a distraction.

“Okay! Calm yourselves. Let’s get on with the hanging.” Ryan boasted from the stage.

I ran to the red pick up truck and used the butt of my AK to shatter the passenger side window. The car alarm went off and I quickly ducked behind the stage.

“Someone go check on that,” Ryan spit, “If you find anyone, bring them up here! There’s one more spot open.”

Three agents came around the bend, studying the area around the truck. I backed up and something touched my arm. Jumping around, I noticed it was a box of ammo and grenades. I quickly grabbed a few grenades and put them in my pockets then grabbed the box of ammo.

“All clear!” the agents said.

“Must’a been a dog or somethin’.” I heard Kyle huff.

I brought the box of ammo towards the truck and quietly placed it underneath of it.

“Alright. Back to the hanging! Put the nooses around their necks boys!” Ryan commanded.

I took a grenade out and took out the pin then swiftly threw it into the box of ammo and backed up and ran back behind the stage, covering my head and staying low as I got away from the blast range.



The explosion sounded and screams were heard. The heat caused the ammo in the box to go off, popping off in all directions. Everyone scattered and I took out my silenced pistol and stayed behind the tall stage. Standing up, I used my pistol to free Sam and Wade from the nooses that were above them.

As people screamed and scattered, agents hurriedly got Ryan and Kyle to safety.

“Hey!” I called, taking off the mask.

Sam and Wade both turned to me then ran towards me. They jumped off of the stage and I quickly used my silenced pistol to shoot the bonds off of their hands.

“We gotta get out of here.” Wade said, “C’mon.”

He got down and started towards the other end of the stage. Sam and I followed behind him.




By the time we got away from the hanging area, the shots slowly started to cease. We kept in the alley way’s and hid in the darkness as we followed Wade.

“You guys okay?” I asked them.

Sam nodded and looked at me, “Yeah man, we’re glad you’re okay. When did you wake up?”

I sighed as I stepped over a box, “I dunno about an hour or so ago.”

Wade nodded, “We all thought you’d never wake up.”

“How long was I in a coma?” I questioned them.

Sam looked at me, “About five to six days.”


“Yeah, and Ryan had to win the election as soon as you got to the hospital.” Wade sighed.

I shook my head as we stopped at the edge of the alley way, Wade stuck his head out and looked around.

“Okay,” he faced us, “James’ house is just a block away.”

“What happened to everything?” I asked.

They looked at each other and then at me.

“They destroyed it.” Sam said.

“Ryan thought’d it’d be hilarious to let out the inmates and use them as his weapon, because they’re so disposable. But, they destroyed the city, killing and injuring the innocent whenever they got the chance. Ryan and Kyle don’t do shit to stop them so they got out of hand.” Wade informed.

I shook my head and looked down, “How many are left?”

“If you’re talking about innocent people, a lot of them. The one’s that wouldn’t listen, they threw them in the prison with the inmates watching them. And the one’s that tried to fight back, either got shot, beat to death, or hung.” he told me.

“Jesus…” I huffed.

He nodded and Sam looked at me.

“And Ryan put us all on his wanted list, making us valuable target for anyone who wants a little cash.” he said.

“Wait what? He put bounty on our heads? How much?” I asked.

“4 million on each of us. And 8 on you.” Wade informed.

I licked my lips and turned away, “This guy’s crazy.”

“Yeah. But we got to get back to the others, they don’t know we got caught, we were supposed to have been on look out, we’re trying to find a way to stop all this.” Wade said.

“Isn’t the army or President of the US gonna do anything about them?” I asked.

“Apparently they don’t know about it.” Sam rolled his eyes.

“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.

“We’ll explain it later, we need to get back to the others, before they start to look for us.” Wade ran across the street.

I sighed and Sam and I followed behind him. We jumped a fence and quickly crossed a street. Wade went behind a house and stopped in front of a shed.

“What’re we doing here?” I quietly asked.

He opened the shed door and waved for us to get in. I went in and Sam moved a small carpet that was on the ground and knocked three times on a metal door that was built into the ground. Wade closed the shed doors and came up next to me.

“Josh is going to be happy to see you.” he said, playfully hitting me in the shoulder.

Seconds later, the metal door opened and Sam started to climb down a latter.

“You’re turn, pretty boy.” Wade spoke.

I sighed and adjusted myself so I could get on the latter. I finally got onto it and started downwards. As I was climbing down, I looked below to see a light and a floor about 10 feet down. Sam got off the latter and I quickly copied.

When my feet were on the ground, I backed away from the latter and looked around. It was like a safety room, there were boxes upon boxes of ammo and weapons. A light above me flickered as Wade came down the latter.

“Joey, welcome to me hideout.” James said, standing in front of me.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him, “This thing came in handy, huh?”

He laughed and spread his arms out and hugged me. I cringed in pain and he backed off, knitting his eyes.

“Still hurts, man.” I forced a laugh.

He nodded, “Right, I apologize.”

Wade faced us, “Hey sorry we took so long.”

James looked at him, “We got worried and were about to come look for you. What happened?”

“Ryan caught us,” Sam said blankly, “Joey saved us though.”

He started through the hall and I looked at James and nodded.

“Yeah, I was in the neighborhood.” I told him.

He smiled and nodded towards the hall that was in front of us, “I think the guy’s are waiting to see you awake.”

Wade put his hand on my shoulder and we started down the hall with James behind us.

“It’s been hell since all this crap happened, man. Josh has been going crazy.” he said.

I nodded and we turned a corner, coming across a large room. The room was set up like the room in every agency that helps track criminals. With the big screen covering a wall and all.

“Through here.” James said, pointing to a door to the right.

Wade opened it and we all went through.

“You have you’re own kitchen down here too?” I asked James.

He nodded, “Yeah man, this is like my life down here.”

I huffed, looking around, “Good for you.”

“Joey?” I heard Josh ask with an upset tone.

I looked up and he was standing in a doorway that was in front of us. I took a step and he started towards me with Alan, Kevin and Jake behind him.

“I’m sorry man.” I cried.

He shook his head and came and hugged me. “Don’t be.”

I closed my eyes and hugged my brother as a few tears of pain came down my face. A pain in my chest made it almost difficult to breathe. I backed away and he wiped his eyes.

“I thought’d you weren’t gonna wake up.” he said to me.

I laughed and nodded, “I thought’d I was gonna die as I was laying on that ground with y’all around me.”

“Well we’re glad you’re strong enough man.” Alan came up to me and patted me on the shoulder.

“Yeah, me too. So what the hell happened around here?” I looked at them.

“Ryan and Kyle that’s who.” Jake informed.

I shook my head, “I thought we had Kyle tied up at your safe house, James.”

James looked down and nodded, “Yeah, sorry about that. He escaped.”

“Is Vince okay?” I asked him.

He nodded and pointed to the room Josh and the others came out of.

“He’s a little banged up, sleeping now.” he informed.

I nodded and looked at Josh, “So, tell me you’ve came up with a way to get rid of these two baboons?”

He cocked his head to the side and walked passed me to the computer room.

“Not exactly.” he said.

I followed him into the room and he went to a computer that was in the middle of the room and pressed a few keys.

“We have been planning something, but, something always goes wrong. Ryan and Kyle are good, they are always a step ahead of us.” he said.

I nodded and went up to the big screen and looked at the image Josh had put up. It was of Ryan and Kyle, their files and background.

“How did you guys get this?” I turned to Josh.

“I got it all,” Jake informed, “This was everything the CIA had on them two. It’s not much, but it’s something.”

I looked at it all, reading the info about Kyle’s parent’s, which I basically knew already. I knit my eyes and turned to him.

“Can you get me everything on Jonas and his team?” I asked.

He nodded and went to the computer Josh was at. Josh scooted over and he got on it, pressing a few keys then looking up at me.


I sighed and looked to the side, trying to recall their full names.

“Jonas Peterson, Andrew Jackson, Gage Matthews, and Travis White.” Sam blurted.

I looked at him and nodded as he looked down.

“That’s them.” I said, studying him.

“Okay, one second.” Jake informed.

“Sam, can I talk to you real quick?” I asked, looking at him.

He looked up at me and nodded. I started into the kitchen and he followed me. Making sure I was away from the door so that no one could hear us, I turned to him and he stopped in front of me.

“You okay?” I questioned.

He looked up at me and shook his head, “No.”

“I know everything is a little overwhelming, but it’ll get better. We’ll find Ryan and Kyle, trust me man.” I said.

He shook his head and looked at the ground, “That’s not what I’m talking about…”

“Then what is it?” I knit my eyes.

He sighed then looked up at me a bit and shut his eyes tight.

“Uh, when Ryan had me and Wade, I saw something, or, rather someone.” he told me, “Well, at least I thought I saw him, I was so out of it, though.”

“What do you mean?”

“I saw Cole,” he looked up at me.

I froze and looked at him.

“They had us in this room while they were hitting us, and after Wade had went out cold, I dunno, I thought I saw him. It’s been bugging me.” he finished.

I huffed and blinked, “Did you tell Wade?”

“No, the only person I told was you. Man, I barely know any of these guys, let alone trust them.” he sighed.

“Understandable, but they’re trustworthy.” I told him.

He nodded and rubbed his head, “I’m sorry for just throwing this on you, but I didn’t know what else to do.”

“It’s okay. Tell me more about what happened? What else did you see?”

He shook his head, “I dunno it was blurry. They knocked us out before they brought us to that place and blindfolded us when they took us out for the hanging. I saw him, Cole, he was with Ryan. He seemed different. I dunno, maybe it was just me bugging out, but, I swear I saw him Joey.”

“What do you mean he seemed different?” I asked, cocking my head to the side.

“Like he didn’t care we were there. Plus, Ryan was talking to him like he was working with him. That’s why I’m not sure it was actually him. But, it looked and sounded like him.” he said.

I faked a laugh and shook my head, “No, Cole would never help them do this.”

He nodded and looked at me, “I know. I don’t know why I even thought about it.”

“But, if it was him then he’s gonna have a lot of explaining to do when we find him.” I joked, looking to the side.

“Hey.” said Josh, leaning on the door frame that led to the computer room, “You guys okay?”

I looked up to him and nodded as Sam turned around and started back into the room.

“Jake found something.” Josh told me as I came towards him.

I entered the room and Jake nodded then pulled something up on the screen.

“Those names you gave me, the guys are a group of agents. There’s not much on them either, but, I did find this…” he hit a few buttons and then looked up at me.

“Whoa,” I gasped, looking at the screen.

Jake had pulled up the background sheet of Jonas. Who’s of which, had the most info about his past.

“The dude was in and out of prison for different shit, I don’t understand how he could have been assigned a job as a mechanic.” Jake said.

“Wait, I thought he was a hit man…” Sam asked, confused.

Jake looked at him and knit his eyes, “That’s what I said.”

Sam knit his eyes then nodded, “Okay. Got it.”

Anyway, like I was saying, I have no idea how he became what he is today with the background he has. Dude’s like basically a part of the Manson family.” Wade finished.

“We got something to hold against him. Maybe we can convince him.” I said.

“Convince him to do what?” Josh asked me, “To join us? To help us kill Ryan and Kyle?”

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Sam agreed.

“Well do you have anything better to think of?” I snapped.

They looked to the side.

“First things first,” Jake spoke up, “We have to get these bounty’s off our heads. Because we can’t do crap with every inmate trying to kill us.”

I nodded and looked at James, “James can you contact Ryan personally? Without anyone spying or tracking us?”


“Yeah,” James cut off Josh.

“Good, tell him I want to meet with him to talk, no weapons, just me and him. But on my terms.” I told him.

Josh looked at me and shook his head, “You just got out of a coma, and you’re gonna meet with the guy who basically put you in it?”

I nodded and patted him on the shoulder, “Yeah, duh, we’re gonna talk business big bro.”

He rolled his eyes and I turned to James as he was on the computer.

“Hey, James, you talk to Dean lately?” I questioned.

He shook his head, “No, he told me he was finishing up something.”

I huffed and nodded, turning and facing the wall. I put my hands on it, and backed my feet up.

“You okay?” Josh asked me.

I nodded and looked at him, without taking my hands off of the wall, “Yeah, just thinking.”


I sighed and looked over to Sam, who had his head down. I shut my eyes and looked back to the wall, shaking my head.

“What’s up, man?” my brother asked with a worried tune, “Everything okay?”

I opened my eyes, “I dunno yet.”

“Hey, he responded.” James called from the computer.

I backed off the wall and faced him, “That quick?”

He nodded as I went up to him and looked at the computer screen. I read what Ryan had sent back and knit my eyes.

“Wait… Why did he say—”

“He wants you to.” James blurted.

My eyes got wide and I nodded, “Okay. I’m down.”

I backed away and Alan’s eyebrows connected as he looked at us. Josh took a step forward as I took a breath.

“But make sure he won’t be able to track us here, okay James?” I ordered.

James nodded, “Already done, boss.”

That word sent memories swirling in my head. And for a second, I almost lost focus on what was happening around me.

“Okay, patch it through.” I commanded.

“Wait what?” asked Josh in a stern voice.

James pressed a few buttons and a video appeared on the middle of the screen. A familiar face appeared and grinned.

“Joey! Nice to see you alive and well.” Ryan greeted in a smug tone.

I crossed my arms and gave him a look.

“That was a nice surprise back at the hanging area. How’d you know they were gonna be there? I guess it doesn’t matter now does it? So what was it you wanted to talk about?” he asked.

“I wanna make an agreement.” I spit.

He nodded, “What kind would that be?”

I looked to the side, trying to hold back the urge to want to kill him. I took a breath and looked back to him.

“Hey, I’m not one to judge, but uh, I’m pretty sure that, if you and you’re dead friends would have just left Sam alone that day, that they’d all still be alive.” he laughed.

“Shut up!” I spit, uncrossing my arms, “Listen to me you douche bag, I don’t care what it takes, I will hunt you down and I will kill you.”

He nodded and looked to the side, “Too bad you’re a bit late for that. I have an army of people willing do anything I order. And what do you have? 8 people?” he laughed, “You know what? I want you to come and kill me. I want to see you just try and touch me, and I want to see you fail. Because lets face it, Joseph, we all know you will.”

I clenched my fist, “You know what Ryan… You wanna war? Fine. You got it. But, do us all a favor and take the bounties off our heads, because that’s just pathetic that you can’t do the fighting yourself.”

His smile faded and he nodded, giving me a look. I wet my lips and took a step closer to the screen.

“We’re coming for you Ryan. You and Kyle both. And when we find you, you’re going to wish your mom had swallowed you.”

The call went black after I said my last words to him. I huffed then turned to the guys.

We got work to do.”







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Beyond Redemption

Joey's world turned upside down after witnessing the executions of his lifelong friends. Then things start to get chaotic when someone from his childhood returns and causes more tension and forces him to remember painful memories from his past, while, at the same time, he tries to stay strong and remain intact for his friends. But after he gets shot from the same guy who killed his team, Joey wakes up to find that Ryan has been elected Mayor, and that Kyle is right there helping him. Will Joey make it out alive to be the one to save his city and friends? Or will he scream and crumble internally as he takes a bullet to his head?

  • ISBN: 9781310824340
  • Author: Taylor Evans
  • Published: 2016-01-19 06:40:13
  • Words: 19085
Beyond Redemption Beyond Redemption