2:45 PM AT GUS' GAME & GRUB, ROYAL WOODS
Misty had driven Taylor and Lincoln back to Royal Woods as she promised but decided to stop somewhere to get them something to eat since they hadn't eaten all day. She was originally going to stop at Lynn's Table but ultimately landed on Gus' Game & Grub after Lincoln told her to avoid the place, much to the confusion of Taylor and Misty. Although the place seemed a bit childish to Misty and Taylor, they decided to eat there since they were in the mood for a pizza. As they sat and waited for their food, Misty surveyed the place, noticing the lack of people present.
"Man, this place is fucking empty as shit", she said leaning back in her seat.
"Yeah, but trust me, it's going to be packed real quick once school lets out. Especially since it's a Friday" Lincoln explained. After a few minutes of waiting, the waitress arrived at their booth, taking out her pen and notepad.
"Hi, Lincoln! You're out of school earlier than usual. Also, I see you're not with your friends…and you look tired. Is everything okay"? The waitress asked. Lincoln just nodded and smiled.
"Yep, everything is just dandy. I had to leave a bit early for reasons. But It's all good. We'll take the usual extra-large pepperoni pizza" he said. He was nudged in the arm by Taylor, who held up two fingers. "Oh, make that two extra-large pepperoni pizzas, and three sodas", Lincoln corrected. After the waitress wrote down their order, she walked off to the kitchen. Misty looked at Taylor and grinned.
"Holy fuck. You want a whole fucking pizza for yourself you fat ass"? She sarcastically asked. Taylor just smiled, leaning back with her hands behind her head.
"What can I say? I'm hungry as fuck", she responded. Lincoln giggled a bit. It felt good for him to be at Gus' as it made him feel normal again. But of course, the nagging guilt was still in the back of his head. His stomach was constantly upset, and the paranoia that he felt hadn't gone away all day. He kept looking over to the doors, then the windows, then behind him at the arcades. Expecting police or other criminals to barge in and take him. Misty noticed this and curiously asked.
"Yo Loud. The fucks up with you man? You've been acting fucking paranoid the entire ride back here", Misty noted. Taylor looked over to Lincoln with a look of worry. She too felt paranoid and guilty, though she did a much better job than Lincoln at suppressing it, as she tried not to think about it too much.
"Well, when you burn down a bunch shit and kill a bunch of people, you don't really feel comfortable or safe. Especially with the police offering a thousand dollars to find you", Lincoln responded, still looking at his surroundings. Taylor perked up from her seat and began to rub her arm nervously.
"Yea, it's kind of scary with the cops putting a bounty on your head", she stated. Misty just laughed a bit, before pulling out her phone and looking for something.
"Bounty? Nah motherfuckers, y'all ain't at that fucking level yet. A thousand dollars is fucking nothing. Plus, they're offering it for information about y'all. You two aren't exactly fucking wanted yet. No, you want to see a real bounty? Check this shit out", Taylor said, before showing them her phone screen. On it was a poster. In the middle of the poster was a picture of a pixelated blue skull with red eyes laughing. The words at the top of the poster read "WANTED BY THE FBI". At the bottom of the poster read. "DEAD-TECH MISTY
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
Reward ~ $950,000
Wanted by the FBI for extortion, conspiracy, Money Laundering, Treason, Homicide, Robbery, Drug Trafficking, and Terrorism.
Name: Unknown
Location: Unknown
DOB: Unknown"
Misty held up the phone proudly as if her wanted poster were a trophy. Lincoln and Taylor stared at the poster in shock.
"Holy fucking shit girl. You have a $950,000 bounty on your head? Look at all those crimes", Taylor said in awe. Lincoln looked at the picture and noticed the lack of information about her at the bottom.
"What's with the picture? And do they not have anything on you"? He asked. Misty smiled and pulled her phone away.
"That picture is my avatar. It's what I use when I hack into things. Whomever the fuck I'm hacking into, their screen turns all black and shit, and the 8-bit pixel of the skull is all they can see and hear laughing. It's my signature thing. And nope, they don't know fucking shit about me. Those dick nuggets ain't got shit. It's great", Misty said. Lincoln just stared at her dumbfounded. The crimes listed were insane! Extortion? Treason? Terrorism? He knew that despite only being 16 years old, Misty wasn't someone to mess with.
"Does Ronney or Mickey have a bounty"? Lincoln asked. Misty just laughed, before pulling up another wanted poster on her phone, and showing them. In the middle of the poster was a picture of Ronney wearing sunglasses and a fedora. The collar of his trench coat was up, covering half his face. Though, Lincoln couldn't tell the location of the picture. On the top of the poster read "WANTED BY THE FBI". On the bottom of the poster read.
"DEADMAN RONNEY
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
Reward ~ $980,000
Wanted by the FBI for Robbery, Homicide, Grand Theft Auto, Conspiracy, Aggravated Assault, Extortion, Drug Trafficking, Embezzlement, engaging and continuing in a criminal enterprise, and murder of law enforcement.
Name: Ronney O'Neil
Location: Unknown
DOB: Unknown"
Taylor then switched to another wanted poster. This time the picture was a mugshot of what appeared to be a younger Mickey. He was holding a sign that read "DETROIT MICHIGAN POLICE DEPARTMENT. MICKEY MILO". On top of the Poster read "WANTED BY THE FBI". At the bottom of the poster read.
"BIG DOG MICKEY
WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE
Reward~ $1,050,000
Wanted by the FBI for Racketeering, Extortion, conspiracy, aiding a criminal empire, tax evasion, money laundering, drug trafficking, human trafficking, Sex slavery, and Homicide.
Name: Mickey Milo
Location: Unknown
DOB: Unknown"
Misty put her phone away, allowing both Taylor and Lincoln time to process what they just read. Suddenly the $1,000 price for information felt like nothing compared to the high bounties and list of crimes that Misty, Ronney, and Mickey had. Especially Mickey. Over a million dollars was insane to Lincoln.
"The funny thing is, we're actually pretty small compared to other people", Misty said, causing both Lincoln and Taylor to look up at her in shock. "Yea, there are people with much higher bounties and worst crimes. Y'all have nothing to worry about. I doubt y'all will ever get to levels that fucking high", she said. Just then the waitress returned, with two steaming plates of Pizza.
"Enjoy", she said before leaving. Misty grabbed a slice, letting the cheese droop down through her fingers.
"Alright asshats, shut the fuck up. It's time to eat.
3:50 PM
"Man, it's good to be home", Lincoln said to himself as he walked up the front steps of his house. It had been a long day for the young boy, and he was just eager to get inside and go to bed. He was beyond exhausted, and still in pain. Upon opening the door, he was met with an unusual quietness. Sitting on the couch was Lana, flickering through the TV boredly.
"You're home early", she said, still keeping her eyes on the TV.
"Yeah…where is everyone"? Lincoln asked.
"Well Lori had to go grab some stuff like clothes from her dorm at college since she's now done with her fall semester and is going to be staying here for the winter, Leni, Luna, and Luan, are still at school, Lynn has baseball practice, Lucy, Lilly, and Mom went with Lori, and Lisa and Lola are upstairs. Also, Dad is at the restaurant right now. Why are you home early? I thought the bus didn't get here until like, 4:15. Also, did you leave early in the morning? You were gone by the time we all woke up", Lana asked. Lincoln sighed, relieved that no one in his family knew where he was.
"Yeah, I left a bit early today in the morning, and I decided to walk home instead of taking the bus", Lincoln responded. Lana just continued to flick through the TV channels, not really listening to what Lincoln was saying.
"Mh-hm, anyways could you grab me a…so…da?", she began to talk, before trailing off as she finally looked over to Lincoln. He didn't realize it, but he was still in rough shape. His orange sweater was dirty and ripped up. His grey sweatpants were covered in dark stains of dried blood, and his hair was shaggy and messy. His eyes were still bloodshot red and encircled with dark black and red rings, and cuts and bruises were still all over his face. "Lincoln what the heck happened to you"? Lana asked with concern. Lincoln looked down at his clothes, and face palmed, not realizing he was still wearing the same clothes from the arson job.
"Oh… I uh… was chased by a dog and fell in the mud", he quickly lied. Lana just looked at him dumbfounded, before shrugging and looking back at the TV.
"Whatever, typical you, running away from something harmless", she said. Lincoln just smiled and laughed nervously, making his way up the stairs.
"Yep, you know me, so clumsy and cowardly", he awkwardly said. As he reached the top floor and turned the corner, he ran into Lola, who was distracted with herself by the reflection in her mirror.
"Hey watch where you're going idio-", she began before taking a look at Lincoln. "OH MY GOSH, LINKY! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? ARE YOU OKAY"? She asked teary-eyed, as she embraced her brother in a hug. The sudden embrace from Lola made his arm hurt, as his bullet wound was still fresh. Yet, he did his best to ignore it.
"I'm fine Lola, just fell down into some mud is all", he said, reassuring his younger sister. Although Lola could be quite mean at times, she still cared deeply for her siblings, especially Lincoln. She let go of her brother and frowned at him.
"You do do brain. Be more careful next time", she said, before looking back at herself in the mirror and going into her room. Lincoln took a sigh of relief, as he knew he was going to have to really clean himself up to avoid further questioning by his family. But for now, he just wanted to go to sleep. He headed to his room, yawning loudly as he opened the door.
"Fuck, finally, some peace", he began before jumping at the sight of someone sitting in his chair. "WHO THE FUCK"? He shouted but was stunned as the chair turned around, revealing his second younger sister, Lisa. She had Lincoln's computer opened, which was showcasing news footage of the shootout at the abandoned Sterling Heights apartments. Lisa just stared at her brother with dead eyes.
"Interesting elderly brother unit. You've never used profane language like that. Not towards your siblings, not with your friends, and not even to yourself. Your appearance seems to be quite soiled", she said, eyeing Lincoln up and down. She looked over to the laptop that was playing the news, then back to Lincoln with a raised eyebrow.
"So, care to inform me what's going on"?
