Chapter Twenty Eight: Here's The Plan
♢♡Luke♡♢
I growl and rub my face, these fucking idiots got themselves killed!! Tyler is cationic about Mini, David is gone, Marcel is a traitor, and I still don't have Ohm! All these idiot men do is run around and get themselves killed and now I have less of them! I'd fucking talk to Tyler but he's insane and a half and trust me when it comes to Mini that boy would do anything.
Wait.
When it comes to Mini, Tyler would do anything. He acts irrationally when he's angry. Oh, oh this is perfect! Yes, oh my god, send Tyler in with about ten or fifteen men and I'll have Mini and Ryan back in no time! Problem is.. no one wants to work with Tyler when he's angry.. and the men are already scared. Not only that, but we don't know where Mini or Ryan are.
Time to talk to a traitor.
I head towards the basement with a water bottle, still mad out of my mine, and trot down the stairs. There Marcel is, leaning on the wall with his arm over his eyes. I throw the water bottle at him and he gasps in surprise, looking between the bottle and me. "Drink. Then we talk" I grind out, watch Marcel greedily drain the water bottle before looking over at me, confused.
"You're gonna call your slut, say you're going to visit him. Tyler and a few men will go with you. You get Mini, you get Ryan, you get out. You try to flip the plan, Tyler kills you" I say flatly, Marcel growling a little bit. "And if I don't?" He asks, like he's teasing me. "Then I go back upstairs and let you rot down here" I retort.
"What happens if I do the mission successfully?" Marcel asks, slowly climbing to his feet. "Then I let you live and leave" I lie, I'll drag him right back down here. But false hope is a good thing to have. Marcel leans on the wall and licks his lips. "Fine. Get me my phone" Marcel sighs, rubbing his eye and looking away from me. "Good" I snort, grabbing his shirt collar and dragging him upstairs.
I page Tyler and get Marcel his phone and more water, monitoring him as he calls his 'friend'. Tyler arrives and growls, glaring Marcel down. "The fuck is he doing out of the basement?" He hisses, Marcel hissing right back. "He's gonna get you your boyfriend back, idiot. Just listen to the plan and nod your head" I huff, smirking when Tyler's eyes light up.
Oh my god, all of these people are so gullible.
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