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Bella'sPOV:

I can't believe that i have to spend my day trying to get information out of this areshole. If he would have just paid ,this could have been over and done with.

"We made it quite clear to you that you had one week to pay" I sneered- I stopped pacing and rested both of my hands of the armrest of the chair.

Beads of sweat rolled down his head as muffled screams filled the room. The black bandana is so tight around his mouth it stretches his skin back. I smirked when i saw tears roll down his eyes.

"Now I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourself. You're going to tell me where the money is and me and my Friends are going to go get it and leave you peacefully unharmed. If you don't do that exactly how i said well there will be consequences and I'm having a fucking shitty day so unlucky for you" I threatened while ripping the bandana harshly from his mouth.

"HELP M-" He stared to scream and i quickly punched him in his jaw. I tensed my jaw in disgust as he spat blood against the concrete floor of the warehouse. Its where we did our business and ironically where we threw party's. God I can't believe I have to do this.

" You need to start answering Bella before your knocked unconscious" Sam instructed from behind me. He knew what i was capable of especially when I'm pissed. The guy weakly sat up straighter in his chair trying to even out his breaths.

"So wheres the money?" I snarled in front of his face making sure to look as threatening as possible. He gulped as my leg came up and slammed him into the chair. He fell back with a huge thud ,but the ropes kept him securely in place. I leaned my foot on his throat while everyone stood back observing me.

"I-n In my fl- flat" He managed to stutter out and i smirked at him increasing the pressure on my foot.

"That's great progress ,but do you want me to fucking guess your address?" I asked sarcastically as he started to shake in fear. I didnt feel bad for him but i do have to be harsh otherwise he wont give me the information i need.

"23 mulberry road- I promise its all there " He pleaded while i gave him a thankful smile. Ill admit I'm a little disappointed he didn't hold out longer ,but as long as i got what i need then I'm done.

"Thanks" I snickered while tying the bandana back around his mouth- he tried to speak but it was no use.

" Well come check up on you in let's say five hours" I asked turning around to face Sam and he nodded his head. I looked around the room at my friends and they all gave me smiles.

Today was a test to see how well i could do with interrogation and I'm glad to see there all pleased with me.

My friends are the only people i have and were more of a family. Sam is like my older brother who always protects me and helps me with anything in is like my annoying sister who i can't live without even for a day. Jacob has to be the Dad because he is just pure muscle and if one of us gets into jail he will be the one bailing us out. Then there's Quill who i just have to say is like a mum to us. He can't cook for shit ,but can give you so much comfort just being around him.

I followed them outside where our bikes are parked. There nice bikes there just not technically ours. We took them as payment from some biker gang that didn't give us our money. Just like the dickhead i had to deal with. My black Harley will always be my precious possession no matter what.

Mulberry road is a pretty run down street. Bikes chained up to a lamppost with only the handle bars remaining or a wheel missing. 23 wasn't hard to miss as the broken window was replaced by cardboard and the front garden's grass was up to my knees.

"Easy entry" Quill says rubbing his hands together like a lucky sure nobody was around Jacob punched through the cardboard repeatedly as it fell out of its position and onto the floor. Did he really think some cardboard and sellotape was going to keep people out I thought sarcastically. Jacob jumped through first as the other let me climb in second. We had to make sure that nobody could see us inside the house in case they call the police.

We all split up through out the house in search of the money and i got the lucky room. His bedroom. You could defiantly tell this guy used up the drugs we supplied him. Bongs littered the floor surrounding his bed and you could make out the white lines of powder on nearly any surface. There is a small packet of weed on his bedside table which i slipped into my pocket for later.

Well its not like hes gonna be needing it.

I cringed at the used condom beside my foot that i nearly stepped on. Seriously this guy needs help and badly. I only used my finger tips to search around his room from then on. I was honestly scared of touching anything. I looked everywhere i could before leaving the room with a sigh of relief. The money is not in there.

"Bedrooms clear" I shout and wait for a response.

"Check the bathroom" I hear Leah yell from the living room. I roll my eyes why am i getting all the most disgusting places to look.

I open's the door and breath out a sigh or releases that it's much more cleaner then expected. The once white walls now have a yellow tint with damp covering most of the ceiling. The bath has some grim stuck to the bottom of it and the sink with a huge crack running down the middle.

I look through the cabinets and see if there is any holes or loose tiles that you can hid things inside. I lift the tank lid behind the toilet and i am surprised when i see two plastic bags inside. I hastily pull each out -one containing money and the other containing a gun. I open up the bag with the money and smile when it is exactly one thousand. He doesn't owe us that much ,but we can always just say its interest.

"Got it" I shout happily while my eyes drift over to the gun. I don't know really what to do with it so i stuff it inside my leather jacket.

"Thank god this place if giving me the creeps" Leah jokes while scratching her arm. I think we all are relieved to get out of the house as soon as possible.

"Yeah lets go back the warehouse and we will figure everything out with him" Quill says. Always so responsible. We don't respond just get back on our bikes and drive away.

I can feel the barrel of the gun pushing into my rips as I lean forward slightly on the coach. I feel guilty for even thinking about taking it. No one I know has got a gun - I mean yeah I've been in the situation where I've had one aimed at me but I've never possessed one.

"Bella come here for a second" Sam asked while I got up to stand next to him. We both looked down at the man still tied to the chair with blood running down his chin.

"What do you wanna do?" He whispered into my ear and I just shrugged in response.

I dipped down lower so I was eye to eye with the guys face. His eyes looked weak as he tried to force them open to look at me. I put my hands around the back of the bandana to untie it.

"Let him go we got what we need. Hell we got more then we need. He is useless to us now" I say while continuing to untie the ropes around his ankles.

"Police?" Sam asked with a raised eyebrow but I shock my head.

"He should no better by now not to fuck with us. Isn't that right" I asked while tugging on the ropes connecting his two wrists together.

"Yes" His voice came out just above a whisper and it was extremely groggy. He must be thirsty as hell to sound like that.

"Good. Now leave" i gestured with my hand as me and Sam watch his retrieving form trying to run away.

"I'm trusting you on this Bella" He simply stated before walking away and going upstairs to hang out with everyone. I closed my eyes for just a second and went upstairs also but went into the bathroom.

I sat on-top of the to toilet seat lid as my hand gripped around the cold metal. I barely put any force on the gun as I dragged it out of my coat pocket. Just feeling it in my hand made me feel strong and safe. Like this one object can protect me for absolutely anything.

I flicked the safety on and off just listening to the constant click of the action. I pulled out the mag to see it was completely full with small shiny bullets. I slipped it back inside my jacket. I would have to keep it safe because if anyone found out I had it they would hate me.