Too Far Gone (Urban)

28| Even the Score

If he wanted to make it to the bank before she left, he'll have to hurry. The boss rushed outside and made his way to his vehicle. Shaundi texted him the address of the bank soon after he ended the call, and he quickly logged the details into his GPS before pulling off.

It didn't take him long to reach his destination since he ran all the red lights and cut through traffic. He expected Shaundi to stay until he arrived, but she was nowhere to be seen. The boss parked next to what he believed to be Maero's girlfriend's red muscle car and briefly admired the vehicle. He pulled a micro SMG from under his seat and exited his car.

He didn't know what to expect out of this. He had no plan, no real motive for kidnapping her besides Carlos's death. Killing her would be too easy, but dragging her through the city's streets were inhumane to him, which is ironic with him being a known cold-blooded killer. If anything, he'll keep her at the HQ until he could figure out what to do with her.

"Alright everyone!" He shouted. He aimed his gun towards the ceiling and let out a short burst of bullets. The tellers screamed and ducked behind their desks. The few people in the bank dropped to the floor.

"Which one of you is Maero's girl?" He shouted, aiming the gun at everyone in the room. None spoke up. The boss felt his eye twitch slightly. He strolled into the center of the room, looking down and around, surveying every person in the room. Some hid while others were in plain sight. The alarm began to screech.

Knowing it wouldn't be long before the cops arrived, he threatened, "Speak up, or everyone here dies." The atmosphere in the room began to change from warm panic to cold dead fear.

"Whoever you are, please!" A man's voice bellowed from behind, "I have a family!"

The boss whipped around and aimed his weapon at the speaker. A man who looked to be in his mid-forties focused in on him. His eyes were round with fear, noticeably tearing up to the brim. Seconds passed by, and no one spoke up. The boss felt his anger rise. His grip on the gun tightened, causing his knuckles to turn white and a few thick veins to show through his skin. The boss kept his aim on the man and stepped forward until the barrel of his gun was fixated on the man's chest.

"6 seconds," He mumbled. "6 seconds, or everyone dies, starting with you!"

The man's breath hitched, his eyes reddening as tears began to stream down his face.

"5..." The boss counted. He flexed his index finger over the sensitive trigger.

"4..." He continued, stretching his neck this time. Tension traveled throughout his body making him feel stiff, shackled by his own delirium.

"3..." He stared the man directly in the eyes. His finger began to itch. "2..."

"Don't!" A feminine voice pleaded. The man let out a sigh and slumped into his seat, clearly exhausted. The boss relaxed, pointing his gun skywards, peering over his shoulder to see the woman who finally spoke up, which happened to be a red-head.

She looked at him with trepid eyes. "My name is Jessica, and I am Maero's girlfriend."

The boss rushed over to her and grabbed her by the arm, twisting it behind her back until she moaned in pain. Gun still clutched in his hand, he pushed her towards the backroom where the alarm had to be located.

"There's no way outta here. Just give up!" Jessica pleaded. "The police will be here any minute now."

The boss ignored her warning and shoved her upstairs.

The boss located the alarm on the far end of the hallway. "Alright Jessica, you're gonna turn off that alarm."

"Yeah?" She grunted, squirming as the boss moved her towards it, "How am I gonna do that?"