"Harry, please can Hope borrow the helicopter, I'll take responsibility for her," Taylor walks to him and holds his arm.
He sighs. "Taylor how long has it been since you've seen your sister and you still want to think she is the same person she was then?" Taylor nodded with pleading eyes. "Fine! Take the fucking thing and don't pull this shit again," Taylor looks joyed and gives him a kiss.
"Thank you honey," and with that I put my gun back on my thigh and the guys and I run to the helicopter that Tyler was waiting in.
"Wait!!!" Harry stopped us. "What about the surprise you supposedly had?" He hints to the bomb.
"Oh that, sorry, it was a fake out," I said getting into the helicopter that Tyler turned on.
Know Harry was probably cursing at me but the sound of the helicopter covered his voice, he should learn to catch a bluff. Tyler had a helicopter license so he got us up and into the air in no time.
"Tyler get us to the south side dock!" Tyler changed his course and went as fast as we could go in the helicopter.
"Hope the ship is about to leave you at least need to figure out where this boat is going before you lose them, you won't have any time to get them out of there when you get there." Mark says.
"Damn," I cursed a loud. "Okay Mark just look into the ships schedule and see where it's supposed to go but we'll still put a tracker on the cargo box their in."
We get close so I tell Tyler to make the helicopter quieter buy slowing down and landing somewhere. Once landed the guys and I use the thermal energy glasses that are kept in our belts to see the heat signatures of anyone in the area, blinking three times will change it back to normal sunglasses.
We ventured through the endless container looking for the container that would include a lot of different heat signatures but it was taking longer than needed and Mark wouldn't stop confusing me with his directions until I saw it and I know the guys did to as they looked at each other and back at the container I was looking at.
But one thing wrong with this container was that big men with guys were pacing around it. The guys are so close together that if we knock one out the others might come after us soon after.
A crane that could lift the container came around and we got into panic mode. There was no more time to think about the consequences we just need to get this tracker on there and quick. They guy and I went with be simplest plan which included them distracting and shooting at the guys around the container so I could put it on before the put the container on the ship.
Hunter shot the first shot with one of our tranquilizer bullets. The bullets also include red paint in it so it can trick the people around them to think they were actually shot. He shot the guy clean on his chest.
Tyler had gotten on top of the container that blocked their view so they could see us creeping up on them and shot from there. The sound of guns fire put the big men on alarm look around for us. They had left one side of the container completely bare. There was only one guy and I could easily take him out.
Quickly I jumped around the corner and shot at him at the same time to which I aimed at his neck and he was down in a second. They guys were still firing on the other side so I need to hurry before they need to use the real bullets. Quickly using my sticky gloves I climbed up on too of the container and put the tracker in a crease. With the heat glasses I could easily see the shape of women huddling together in terror.
Peeking over the container I could see those guys were hiding on the other side of the container planing something so I, being the master shot that I am, quickly started knocking a few guys out before hiding myself and getting off the container before the last three could find me.
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The Nerd is A Gangleader •Completed•
Teen FictionEDITED somewhat. Hope is your average everyday nerd who has no friends and no social life. But that's the good part because then who would suspect a girl in glasses who can't defend herself from bullies to be a worldwide A class badass Gangleader ca...
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