I forgot to mention in the last chapter, that the meeting between Craig and Y/N will be in the 3rd or 4th chapter. Also, I will be using their real names as much as possible, I just feel like the story will work better that way. And to forewarn you, I'm in high school so I don't know how often I'll be able to update, but I promise to update as much as possible. Enjoy!
Y/N's POV
Here I am, once again, sitting in an interrogation room, waiting to be, you know, interrogated. Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing with my life, but then I remember that I know damn well what I'm doing, and that's its for the right reasons. At least that's what I've been trying to convince myself. I'm so bored, I start fiddling with my handcuffs, hiding my hands under the table.
"Hello. Hands on the table please. I'm Detective Mike Misetich, but you can call me Satt."
I did as instructed, putting my hands on the table.
"What the hell does "Satt" stand for?" I did my best to disguise my voice, due to the fact I still had a mask on. He grins at my question as he sits down.
"It stands for Sattelizer. It was my nickname in the academy.."
"Wow, I feel like I know you already! What's next? You gonna take me on a date?" I grin even though he can't see it. One of my favorite things about getting arrested and interrogated, was that the officers never appreciate my sarcasm, which makes it funnier.
He just continues to grin and opens the file. I catch a glance at it and see its nearly empty. Good, they know nothing about me. Lets keep it that way.
"Well, how about I get to know you. Why don't you take the mask off?"
Not a chance.
"Take the mask off, or I will." He becomes more stern, but I don't fear him.
I continue to stare at him, waiting for his next move.
"TAKE IT OFF!" He jumps out of his chair, and so do I.
Within a split second, the handcuffs that used to be mine, were now around his wrists. We both look up in shock. I'm actually surprised that worked. Go me!
"You motherfucker.." He whispers as he tugs on the metal bracelets. Unfortunately, there were other officers watching through to glass, and are now running into the room. Fortunately, there were only two of them.
I grab the metal band of the handcuffs and pull Detective Satt across the table, enough to slam him into the ground. One officer comes up behind me and grips my biceps, pulling me back. I push us back against the wall, and jump up to kick the third officer backwards. I think I was lucky enough to get a crotch shot. The second officer releases me long enough for me to grab a chair to throw at him. I was about to give one final kick to Detective Sattelizer, but I saw a 4x4 picture sticking out of his vest pocket. AWW. I can't let a husky pup go without a dad because he's in the hospital.. Damn it..
I check the other officers, to see that they're not getting up anytime soon. Detective Satt is looking at me with curious eyes, while holding the left side of his abdomen. I softly sigh and crouch to him.
"Just put some ice on it, drink lots of water. Should heal in no time." I smile at him, although he couldn't see it. His eyebrows furrowed further in confusion.
"Also, give that puppy lots of love. Here.." I gave him a business card for a local pet store down the way.
"They have the best treats there." I pat his shoulder and walk out of the room.
"What the hell took you so long?" My brother, Luke asks.
While Luke isn't technically my brother, but that's more or less what he is to me.
Luke Patterson is, as I like to call him, my gunsmith. He either has or knows how to get me any weapon I need. He's like the American redneck cliché, except he's not really a redneck. He lived in Washington and North Carolina, how redneck could he be? Enough to love guns, trucks, and America, I guess. He's a pretty intimidating guy. He's super tall and has a beautiful beard. The guys call him Cartoonz, but I call him Luke, because I know him so well.
"Just a few more officers than I thought, that's all." I sure as hell am not telling him I stopped to give the guy tips for his health and his dog. Although Luke probably wouldn't be surprised.
He looks at me for a second before nodding with a small grin on his face.
"So where are the rest of the guys?" I ask, wondering why its so quiet.
"Everywhere. Lets see.." He opens up his text messages and starts reading them off.
"Delirious went out to get dinner for us all so we could just eat here, and work out our next case."
Delirious, aka, Jonathan, is an absolute fucking psychopath.. But we love him. He always wears a hockey mask and a hoodie, preferably blue. One time, he couldn't get some blood stains out of his favorite hoodie, and went on a rampage and broke the microwave, and my foot, but more importantly, the microwave. He's an overall sweet guy though. He's smart and trustworthy, once you get to know him anyway. He's also best friends with Luke. Luke had suggested I make him my second-in-command, and I told him I had already planned on it.
"I think Bryce went to go eat a quick dinner with his boyfriend." Luke started again.
"Remind me again, why we recruited the boyfriend of an officer?" Delirious had actually convinced me to recruit Bryce, which is shocking, because he doesn't like anybody unless I make him like them.
"Because he's the boyfriend of an officer! He gets us information that we need, without getting killed."
"How does he not raise suspicion by doing that?"
"He told me that he just tells him that he's using it for writing, which is actually true. And I guess his boyfriend trusts him not to use any of the confidential information."
"We definitely got lucky with him."
Bryce McQuaid is so new to our crew, he doesn't even have a code name. When we first recruited him, I nearly killed him because of how high energy and excited he is all the time. He also talks about his cats and his boyfriend a lot. I'm surprised he hasn't ratted us out yet. He definitely in love with his boyfriend, so why would he want to betray his trust like this? Its gotten better though. He's honestly a joy to be around.
"What about everyone else?" I ask.
"Tyler, Kelly, and Brian all went out back to, and I quote, 'To enjoy the weather, you piece of shit'."
I laugh because I guarantee that Tyler said that along with a middle finger.
Tyler, aka, Wildcat, is a large obnoxious teddy bear. That's probably the best way to describe him. His size is intimidating, but he's really sweet. He's very similar to Luke, in the terms of a brother-like figure. He's like the big overprotective brother I never wanted. But he is a very useful asset to our team. We joke around and called him Hackerman all the time, but he's seriously brilliant when it comes to technology. He's also completely and utterly whipped and in love with Kelly.
Kelly is awesome. I will personally choke anyone who disagrees. She's kind of like our costume designer, but more badass. She basically finds or makes us whatever gear we may need, to be anonymous. Whether it's a mask, a hoodie, gloves, it doesn't matter. She'll get us what we need and when we need it. I can see why Tyler is in love with her. She's sweet but also badass and can most certainly handle her own.
Brian is.. Uh… well he's a dick…but not in a bad way…if that makes sense? Lets just say this, he's arrogant, but has a right to be. He's considered out demolition expert, similar to Luke, but he handles more explosives and has more training with them. Why do you think we call him Terrorizer?
"Marcel is back is his room. I think he fell asleep or something."
Marcel, BasicallyIDoWrk, is also a demolition expert, like Brian. He's not great with guns, but knows how to outsmart anyone by using explosives and tactical weapons. He's more or less the jokester around here. He's also known for his weird sounds, especially the "BEEEEEERRRRRRGHHHHHH" sound. He has this catch phrase as well, he's nearly famous for it…"RUN IT BACK!".
"Smitty went to get some more dog food"
Smit-ty! ba-BY! The sarcastic asshole that everyone loves and hates.. One time I tried to call him a douchebag, but I was putting some milk back in the fridge and my words got mixed up and I ended up calling him a 'Milk bag', and its stuck ever since. I like to call Smitty the "Dog Dealer", because he's the main guy to care for all the dogs we have, and because he's brought in many strays before.
"And then Lanai and Simone are in the back, restocking the medical supplies."
Lanai is quite possibly the most badass person I have ever seen. She doesn't back down, and she doesn't give up. Every once and awhile we have little organized fights between us, and so far she's won 8 in a row, against the guys. She and Brian have been dating for over 2 years now, and I've yet to figure out what she sees in him. We've given her to nickname 'Vixen'. Why? No idea, we just thought it sounded good and she liked it. She and her dog, Ghost, are unstoppable.
Simone is basically our medic. Its not easy for us to just go get medical help from hospitals, so she is there for us when we need it, with occasional help from Lanai. She is also married to Marcel. She's got some minor medical issues herself, so she can't go with us on cases or heists, but she communicates with us from base.
"So what I got from this is that everybody is out running errands?" I ask.
"Pretty much. I wish Del would hurry up though. I'm starving!" Luke flops back onto the couch.
We all live together in a large house in the woods, just outside of the city. We bought the house as it was, then made a few changes ourselves. We added multiple gun lockers, knocked a few walls down, added a couple rooms, etc.
"You're always starving Luke…" I grin and sit down next to him.
"You're calling me fat."
"Nooo.. In fact, I've noticed you've been working out a bit more. I'm proud of you."
He smiles at me then closes his eyes. He's always eating or sleeping.
"Night Luke.. I'll let you know when the food gets here."
He mumbles something incoherent and I roll my eyes.