The Trade
“You can’t be serious.” Jess says angrily throwing her hands up in the air dramatically.
“Go and wait by the car.” Bree says sternly, and Jess does as she’s told. Bree only has to give Will one look and he knows to go and wait with Jess till Bree gets back.
Bree grabs Zoe by the arm and starts dragging her towards the facility in front of them. It’s extravagant and thats incredibly rare nowadays. These people were not to be messed with, but Bree knew that already. That’s why she needed to hand Zoe over to them.
It was the only way she would save her friends. They were outnumbered and outgunned.
They made their way through door after door and Bree took her time to map the whole place in her mind. Noting the cameras and the guards and where they were situated.
They made it into the main room of the building which was a giant lab. There was a man stood in the middle with a lab coat, Bree could only assume he was the one running things here. However not even he was the one in charge of everything.
“You complied.” The man said without looking up from whatever specimen was in front of him on the table.
“It’s the only way me and my friends wont be killed so... She’s not worth it.” Bree found it hard to say that last bit but she was unsure as to why. She barely even knew Zoe and didn’t really like her.
He said nothing else and still didn’t even look in her direction.
“I’ll just let myself out then shall I.” Bree said sarcastically. She kicked herself for it but she had to glance at Zoe before she left and she looked like she’d just been stabbed in the heart.
‘I’ve done that’ Bree thought to herself.
Bree reaches the car outside and Jess slaps her across the face, she has tears in her eyes now. “What is wrong with you?”
Bree stands still before opening the front passenger door and retrieving the gun from the glove box. She loads it and places it in the waist band of her jeans. “You don’t give me enough credit.”
The realisation of what’s about to happen hits Chrissy and she looks startled like a child that’s been caught stealing. “Oh.”
“Yeah, oh.” Bree rolls her eyes before returning to the guard outside the establishment, she starts fumbling, feeling her pockets “pal have I dropped some keys out here?” she asks and as the guard bends down she strikes him in the face with her foot, sending him flying backwards. he lies on the floor holding his nose which has started dripping with blood. she grabs the collar of his shirt and lands a punch to his face that knocks him unconscious.
She grabs the keycard in his shirt pocket and puts it straight in her jacket, “coming?” she asks the two of them.
“Think I’ll wait in the car.” Will says feeling sick from the violence.
“hold up.” Jess says as she joins Bree.