Shaken awake as AJ sat up rubbing her eyes. "What.. Who.." Her eyes becoming clear as Dave stood next to her bed. "What's.. Wrong.." I said between yawns. "Half the boys are missing.. Do you know where they went?" Shaking my head, "No I don't. Why do you think I would know?" "Cause you're buddy Tritan is missing too. Thought maybe he mentioned something to you." Shaking my head, "No he mentioned nothing to me, except they were gathering in the barn later on." Dave looked to her, "When did he mention this?" "Earlier this evening, before helping you with dinner." "Which barn? We've got two." Thinking for a moment as Mark showed up in the doorway, "One of my shooters from my case is missing and three shells for it are missing too." Dave looked to him, "You sure?" Mark nods, "I keep those locked. Someone busted the lock on the cabinet. AJ do you know anything about it?" Shaking my head, "No I don't." Sighing at Mark's look, "I swear Mark I don't. If I did, I would tell you. I know how you feel about your stuff being touched." Mark nods, "Who would take it and what would they do with it?" He questioned.
Dave shrugs, "Well if one of your guns is missing, three bullets.. The boys are missing and you just mentioned.." Dave stops as he looks to Mark, "The boys might have it to prove something. They are all from different gangs and cities. That's probably where it went." Mark nods as he walks quickly away as Dave looks to AJ, "Is Tritan involved in anything stupid?" Shaking my head, "No not that I know of. He didn't tell me what they were doing. But knowing him it's something stupid to prove our gang is the strongest." Dave nods, "I know how it is. I grew up in DC, rough part of it." Turning on his heels as he hurried out of the room to see if he could find anything.
Pulling myself off my bed, dragging myself over to my chair as I rolled myself out of my room, quickly out the back door, going down the ramp that was build, hitting the ground as I rolled myself across the flat ground, stopping as I looked to one barn, seeing no sight of anybody being in there. Looking to the other as I saw a small flicker of light come into view, between a gap in the boards. Maneuvering myself as I finally got to the top of the small hill, looking over my shoulder. Seeing Mark and Dave out near the other barn, looking around. I knew I had to get to the guys, tell them to get lost before they were caught and punished. Rolling myself a bit as gravity took over, pulling me down the small incline towards the old barn. Trying to stop myself as I knew I was going a bit too fast, smashing into the side of the barn. The board broke as I rolled out of my toppled chair, sliding to a halt as the sounds of guns went off.
Mark stepped out of the barn as he heard a gun fire. "Where did that come from?" Dave saw a couple of the boys coming over the small hill, from the back part of the property. "The old barn. Let's go." Mark nods without thinking twice as they headed towards the old barn. Seeing a few of the boys escaping through a slat in the side of the barn. Stopping as Jose ran into Dave, falling backwards into the dirt. "Jose.. What are you doing out here?" Dave asked as he leaned down and picked him up by his shirt. "N...Nothing just hanging out." Mark came up, "Don't lie Jose. Where is my shooter that was taken?"
Jose shook in Dave's grip. "Chancey took it and brought it into the old barn.. Tritan had the ammo.." "What were you doing?" Dave asked. Jose shook his head as Mark ran off towards the barn. Dave let him go, "Get back to the house. We'll deal with you and the others after." Jose stumbled as he took off back to the house. Dave ran down the incline as he saw AJ's chair in the dirt, seeing a few of the boards broken as he made his way through the opening. Turning on a flash light he had in his hand. "What happen.." Mark was in the middle of circled bails of hay. "Call for help.." Mark said as Dave grabbed his cell phone and made the phone call. Putting his cell phone away as he walked over sighing, as he shook his head. Laying in front of Mark was Hank with a hole in the side of his head, blood scattered about the hay and the kid's clothes. The shooter laid in the hay the three bullets still laying next to it.
"Helps on the way..." Was all Dave could say as he saw an automatic pistol laying in Hank's hand still. Mark was applying pressure to hopefully save the kid from a fate he rarely saw on his ranch, which was death. Dave turned as he heard a groan from nearby. Moving the flash light as the beam caught the sight of AJ laying in the dirt and hay. Jogging over as he got a closer view, he slowly stopped in his tracks. Blood stained her shirt as she was laid out on her stomach. Sinking to his knees as he removed his shirt, applying pressure to the three bullets wounds in her back. "Helps on the way AJ.. Stay still.." He said softly as he felt a hand on his shoulder. Looking over his shoulder as he saw Tritan, shaking as he sunk to his knees. Sniffling as he looked to Dave. "I..I.." Dave shook his head as he wrapped an arm around Tritan's shoulder. "No.. It's not yours Tritan. Calm down son.." Tritan leaned against Dave as he broke down, not being able to hold it in anymore.
Mark heard the commotion as he walked over as he sighs, "Go on back to the house Tritan. Lead the medics out here please." Sniffling as he slowly got to his feet, walking off as he was told. Mark crouched as he shook his head, "Hank's dead..." Dave sighs as he lowered his a bit. "What drove these kids to do this.. Is beyond my logical thinking.." Mark took over where Dave left off, speaking softly. "I don't know Dave. But we've saved many from these types of situations. Some we have not. But you know as well as I do. We don't give up easily. Looks like we need more help." Dave nods as he gets to his feet as Tritan opened the door, leading the medics and police in. Mark stepped back as the medics came over to tend to AJ. Walking over as a police officer approached him and Dave, trying to piece the puzzle of what happen on their ranch tonight.