All Strings Attached

Chapter 5

Mike's mouth hung opened and he looked at Bright who was smiling, looking at his laptop.

"Bright what the fuck are you doing?" He heard Gun yelling at him through bluetooth

They heard police siren in the area and Bright looked down, glancing at the people gathering.

"Open the door. They are still inside!" Mike said, frustrated. Bright smiled and replied with "I know"

"Bright The cops!" Mike yelled, holding his own hair.

"I know" Bright replied calmly.

Mike looked down at the people gathering around the shop area.

Finally he went back to working on his laptop and helped them outside before police could even reach the targeted area and he closed his laptop's lid, standing up.

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When Mike and Bright entered the garage, everyone were already celebrating their success with beers. Gun was sitting on a couch, his palm on his mouth and deep in thoughts. He stood up as soon as he saw Bright and went to him, holding his collars and jerked him, yelling at his face

"What the fuck are you playing !?"

"Oye P'Gun!" Mike held him and shouted "Why are you guys fighting so much these days?"

"Why did you close the damn doors on us?" Gun yelled, still holding Bright's collars.

"It was an honest mistake" Bright replied calm, a satisfied smile on his face.

"You lying piece of shit" Gun yelled and raised his fist, hitting  Bright's face who was too tired to defend himself.

"Gun enough!" A sturdy man stood up and yelled, pulling Gun back "He already said it was a mistake and we all made it safe and sound so whats the big deal?"

"You were trying to piss me off on purpose" Gun said to Bright and raised his finger "And I exactly know why"
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"What are you trying to prove?" Bright asked, narrowing his eyes, stopping to look at Gun walking ahead towards rails.

"This is where he comes to meet you right?" Gun asked, looking around at the hay fields.

Gun dragged Bright to the old railway track where Win often comes, saying he needs to have the talk with the boy himself. Mike overheard their conversation and couldn't help but to come along. Its partly his fault that Win has got himself into this.

He pulled out his phone sneakily and texted Win
"Don't come to your usual place today"

It took him only few seconds to get a reply. He looked at his screen and it said.

"On my way"

Mike sighed and looked up at the sky, muttering  "Some people really deserve dying young"

"What are you trying to do" Bright asked, annoyed. His hands tugged in his pockets.

"Making sure he doesn't cause us any trouble" Gun replied, looking around.

"Have I ever brought any trouble to us before?" Bright asked, raising his voice so that Gun could hear him over the wind's sound.

"Why don't you understand?" Gun yelled and looked back at Bright "Do you have  any idea what will happen if he found out our true identity?"

Bright tisked again. It was useless to argue with Gun even though Bright had told him countless times that he has nothing to do with Win.

Gun sat down on the rail and held his gun up, resting it on his forehead. Mike scratched his head, restless, praying Win won't come here today.

Not long after, they heard someone's footsteps. Gun stood up and Bright immediately looked at the route, watching a lean guy coming their way.

" Nuisance" Bright muttered and closed his eyes, sighing.

Meanwhile at a distance in  direction south, a man with a riffle on his shoulder was sitting behind the rocks along another boy who  asked, his voice secretive

"Who should we aim for?"

Man with the riffle licked his lips and spoke , his voice low and his  concentration on prey

"Lets name the first shot to Gunther's most precious boy"

He muttered and aimed it at Bright who was standing far away, looking at the familiar boy coming his way.