Andrea started to walk down the street to this broken-down house. Justin had no clue where they were, but he had a bad feeling about what was going to happen.
Andrea knocked on the door quietly and a brown haired girl with a tired expression came to the door, "What do you want?"
"Marcos needs to see you," she said simply, and attacked the girl, quickly grabbing a pair of handcuffs and cuffing the smaller girl.
"Justin, get Angelina and restrain her," Andrea said, tying a gag around her mouth as Justin held Angelina still.
"What the fuck are we doing?" Justin asked confused, Angelina struggling to get free from his strong grasp.
"I already told you, business, you don't have to help me if you don't want to," Andrea said, starting to walk away, "Come on Justin, we've only got a block to go to meet Marcos."
"Who the hell is Marcos?" Justin asked, dragging the girl along with himself, following Andrea down a dark alleyway.
"He's my boss," she replied. Well, technically, they knew each other from school and he moved all the way across the country to north Washington to live with his girlfriend, Angelina. The plans were set over the internet and this was the night it was going to be done.
Justin was confused as hell, but wasn't going to tell anyone no matter what happened, as Andrea stopped at the end of the alleyway, "Okay Marcos, I'm here."
Nearing them was a guy taller than Justin with deep green eyes and blonde hair. He was a muscular guy, so Justin knew he was no match before he even thought of doing something.
But what would happen in that alleyway?