The Nerd is A Gangleader •Completed•

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The Cold Barrel Of A Gun

We were all in position, Mark was on stand by and Tyler was also ready and waiting on standby. Hunter, Ryan and I stood in at the front of Harry's Mansion which called lots of attention to us.

The door was open so we walked straight in grabbing the attention of anyone and everyone that was near. No one was in the foyer so we walked in a group around the first floor. I think a few maids saw us but ran away unsure of the situation.

I told the guys that we should just wait here since the maids have probably already got the attention of some guards. Which proved to be true cause after waiting ten seconds we were surrounded by stalky and Italian looking men who were pointing their guns at us, one of them step forward.

"Who are you and why are you here?" He looked like one of the guys that were talking to Taylor in the kitchen earlier.

"We are here for certain reasons that only concern your boss Harry," I say with crossed arms but that only made the guys that surrounded us press a tad bit harder on the trigger, ready to fire. "But don't get me wrong I'm not really here to hurt anyone just here to retrieve so if we get this out the way there'll be no problems here," I raised my hands a little to suggest we were harmless.

The guys had agreed to let me do all the talking considering I was the leader and they trusted me completely. "And why should we obey your commands when your the ones at gun point?" The guy questioned smugley but did smirk.

"Maybe because you don't want this whole place to go down?" I sarcastically replied hunting that I may have placed a bomb.

"Oh please pray tell why my home would become one with the Earth when your sister is right under this very roof?" Harry dramatically asked entering the room.

"Who said she was," Harry's face dropped and he snapped at one of his maids to check her room leaving me with a satisfied smile.

The maid came back with a horrified expression and a letter in hand. "Signore(sir)..." she trailed off while carefully handing him the letter in which he snatched out her hand.

He read the letter while looking frustrated then throws the letter at me. "What the hell is this!" He contains his anger.

I picked up the letter and read it myself. Hey Harry Honey Bun I'm sorry that I'm not where I should be right now but Hope said she needed me to just be out of the house so just know I'm safe and close by, love you! This letter works I guess.

"Well as you read she is safe but the rest of you aren't," Harry contains the the growl that wanted to excape his throat as he walked up and into my face.

"I hope you have an amazing reason for pissing me off in the middle of the night," right where I want him.

"Yes and I also got Taylor out of the house so I could save your face I hope your grateful," Harry looked impatient. "Okay, so Harry where are you keeping the girls?"

He looks confused which pissed him off more. "What fucking girls are you talking about?"

"The truck that just was parked into you garage was supposed to had held a shipment of girls and we tracked them here so where are the girls?" I looked demanding.

He...laughed. Harry just busted out laughing which I everyone thought made him look crazy. "Non ci posso credere (I can't believe this)..." He rubbed his face with one hand.

"What can't you believe?" He looked at me confused that I understood him.

"Well for one your sister and two you! Do you really think you can threaten me with a bomb?! These men would die for me do you really think you have the upper hand here?" He got close and up in my face bending down slightly since I was shorter than him.