"Now, tell me everything that you know before you join your buddies down there." Despite the bandana that clung to her lips, her words were still audible; her tone of voice intimidating to the captive male kneeling before her.

The Caucasian latter took the moment to observe the desolate warehouse, blood owned by his now deceased partners' was smeared along the auburn, wooden floorboards.

"Listen lady," His breathing was hitched once Camila cocked the gun, resting it against his forehead to create fear that was already evident in the prisoner's core. "I swear on my life that I don't know anything about what you're requesting."

"For fuck sake's, Camila, just kill the bastard. We're wasting t-" Charli's thick accent courses throughout the room before being ceased by a metal blade being pushed against her throat; a toothy grin spreading on Taylor's face at the whimpering girl before her.

"You better watch your tongue, Charlotte," The brunette Latina's voiced was laced with spite, eyes boring through the British woman's averted ones while remaining with her gun pressed against the male's skin. "Or, Taylor would gladly remove it for me."

With a slight pat on the head from the taller blonde woman as a warning indication, the raven haired member was released; hands moving up to caress her sore neck while inhaling and exhaling deeply in attempt to regain the oxygen that she was presently lacking. The leader of the group merely rolled her eyes, running her unoccupied hand through the man's dark brown locks; her lips curling up into a sadistic grin at the terror that flooded through his pupils.

"Now, where were we?"
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"She wants our intel?" Dinah questioned as she took a drag of her cigarette before sitting between Normani and Ally on the sofa; handing the drug over to the ebony female whom took a lengthy inhale from it.

"Yes, on our allies. Their whereabouts and financial aspects that they need to prevail at the stature's they reside to." The emerald leader huffed out, pure distraught evident on her face as she paced across the room, her brain entranced by the other Latina that she still loved.

"Well, I think we should enable them from getting ahold of that information by... I don't know, hacking into their database? Hayley and I can work on it and..." Ariana began, attempting to seek a resolution for this conflict but Lauren didn't seem to approve of it.

"No...Ari, I think that it would be best if we inform the other gangs and let them be aware of what their motive is. It's the only rational thing we can do that won't throw us into the arms of danger."

"I can't believe you, Lauren," The brunette chuckled sarcastically, head shaking in disbelief; causing the other women to avert their gaze to the scene before them. "I guess people never change."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean, Butera?" The emerald eyes woman cocked her eyebrow up, jaw clenched tightly.

"You're so gullible and naive when it comes to her. I don't know what spell she has on you but it's preventing you from depicting right from wrong and seeing reality for what it is." She stood up from her seat on the sofa, striding towards Lauren when stopping when they were in breathing proximity.

"You don't know what you're talking about, Ari. So I suggest you just leave what ever you're trying to get at alone."

"You know what...fuck you, Lauren," Ariana's glossy orbs were flooded with distress that Ally noted, the scene unfolding before her was heartbreaking as she was the only member that was aware of the older Latina's crush and had felt for her. "You'll always be a pawn in her chess game."

After that final statement, she exited the living room and ascended the stairwell to her room; leaving the other women to stare in disbelief.
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"She most definitely had a thing for Lauren." Dinah opinionated upon licking the dripping ice cream from around her cone; her brown orbs peering over to look at the two women walking beside her.

"I agree wholeheartedly," Normani concurred while also consuming the substance.

"Pfff," Ally suppressed a short laugh while proceeding to walk between the two. "You both aren't thinking clearly."

"I don't know, AllyCat. I mean if you can't see the admiration Ariana has for her, than you're as blind as a bat in a chimney fire."

The shorter Hispanic female playfully nudged the blonde with her elbow resulting from the joke and the women continued to eat and venture down the sidewalk path in the darkness of the night; the only shredded light was given from the crescent in the sky and the dim street lamps.

The trio had decided to leave their hideout due to the tension that surfaced because of the dispute that occurred earlier that evening. Dinah was the one that suggested stopping by Cold Stone due to her undying need of ice cream. It was then that the Polynesian woman had halted her movements rather abruptly, bringing both Normani and Allyson to a stop as well.

"What is it D-" With a raise of her clenched fist, the young nurse silenced her voice as she was familiarized with what that signal meant.

The younger woman cautiously approached the trees before swiftly grasping ahold of something-no someone- whom struggled to release themselves from her arm that encased their neck; the cold blade, that was now in her hand, pressed against their skull.

"Who are you?" The ebony questioned as her and Ally now joined Dinah by the tree.

The unknown woman was a beautiful melanin shade, her chocolate, golden skin corresponded the intensity of her darkened hair tone. She looked as if she was in her early twenties and it was no doubt that she was ethereal; Normani could note that herself but  the woman was non compliant. She shook her head in defiance until the irritated blonde slid the knife slowly along her forehead, blood trickling down the flesh.

"I-I'm Justine...I work for..."

"Come on spit it out already!" Dinah ordered, igniting an increasing amount of fear in Justine whom quickly complied to the demand.

"Solána."

"Solána?"Ally questioned. "Why would she send someone to watch after us when we're allies?"

"Maybe because your dead member decided to pay her a visit from the grave," The female smirked, earning a glare from the other three women. "Camila may have blindsided Lauren by claiming that she needs intel but that's honestly the least of her worries."

Trusting the woman a little more, Dinah released her firm grip on her but remained close enough to her frame so that she wouldn't try anything.

"So, what does she need?"

"Leverage. And when she gains that, then... oof...we're all fucked."
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Compared to what I usually write, this is a pretty short and underwhelming chapter but these past few months have been hard which is why I've taken a long ass hiatus but I guess I'm partially back hehe:))) anyways I hoped you guys enjoyed the chapter and will tune in for the next one which I promise will be better!

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