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She held him up and he held her for ransom
"Let the girl go now." Sargent Tanner said his eyes on Brian who couldn't tear his eyes away from his little sister. Roger shook his head and dug his gun deeper into Sophie's back.
The younger O'Connor sibling whined and tried to jerk away from him.
"Stop moving now." Roger hissed.
"You know if the cops weren't here, you would be dead right?" Sophie spat, unable to help herself. "Vince and Dom will kill you." Sargent Tanner perked at that, she knew the Torettos had seen her in several of the severalance photos and started working out how he would be able to use this against Sophie and get her to work with them. She was young and still had time to turn her life around. "And they will never find your body."
Brian looked between the cops and his little sister, every ounce of him crying out to pull her out of harm's way and back to where she would be safe but at the same time, he knew that she probably wouldn't react very well to him being there especially after he was there when Roman was there and she had been taken into custody.
"I am okay Jan." Sophie returned, holding her hands up and offering her a shaky smile. She was anything but fine, she just didn't want her to worry more than she already was.
"Well maybe I should leave a pretty little corpse for Dom and Vince to find. Or better yet your older brother." Roger dug the gun into her side painfully again. "He won't care." The blonde said, her voice shaking slightly, "he chose his career over me. How do you even know about that?" "Because pretty, we have been listening to what you talk about in your down time."
"But why would you care what we talk about during our downtime? I get that you want us to leave it at the door but why does it matter? We are trying to give each other some stability." Janice asked. "Because they are involved with the mafia." Sargent Tanner answered, "they think you would be selling trade secrets." "We don't know shit. And Sophie doesn't know anything! She just started like 6 months ago."
Brian's eyebrows raised in surprise, he wondered exactly what happened from the time he left Barstow until now. And how his 17-year-old sister ended up working at a shady ass strip club with connections with the mob.
Roger shook his head and thumbed the trigger lightly enjoying the way Sophie yelped and flinched away from him. He yanked her back and reached his free hand up to smooth her hair back away from her face. For her part, she didn't cry out or let the terrified tears that welled up in her eyes out.
"See, we knew this was going to be too good to be true. And especially when she came waltzing in here." Janice shot a panicked look to her friend then to the officers then back. "We knew that she was going to be the end of all this.' Roger said, what he was saying wasn't necessarily true, his partners thought nothing of Sophie and thought she was a good hard worker. It was him who had the conspiracy theory going on.
Sophie was going to be the end of them all.
And he wasn't going to go down without a fight.
"Release the girl now," Tanner ordered again, he had enough of listening to this man's rambling, they had come to shut it down and it had turned into a full-blown hostage situation.
"Over my dead cold body." Roger returned as he squeezed the trigger, sending a bullet into Sophie's side. She cried out and collapsed onto the ground causing Janice to rush to her side. "Soph?" The blonde didn't answer, instead she pressed her hand into the wound that was starting to bleed, shocked that she had actually gotten shot.
There were several loud bangs followed by a dull thud of Roger's body hitting the ground. "Sophie! Answer me! Are you okay?" Janice asked, her stomach clenching violently at the sight of blood and Roger's dead body. She usually had such a weak stomach when it came to this kind of stuff but she wanted to help take care of her friend. The only one that really seemed to make an effort to do anything with her or anyone. All the girls wanted was a family and she was just looking for it in all the wrong places.
"I am okay. Am okay." Sophie muttered as Brian dropped down next to them and pushed Sophie's bloody hand off of her wound and covered it with his black-gloved hand. He looked down at his sister's face and saw that she was unconscious. He pulled off his face covering and sighed. "You are her brother!" Janice exclaimed. 'I am." "Why didn't you speak up? You could have stopped this from happening!" "You don't know the full story ma'am and it would have put her more at risk." Janice glowered at him as the paramedics came into the room with stretcher. "Is there anyone we can call for her?" "Mia Toretto, she is her emergency contact. If she doesn't answer, then one of the others will answer. Especially since they are waiting for Sophie to show up at the garage." Janice said, hugging her midsection. "Thank you. We will take you down to the station so we can ask you some questions."