The Unseen

8- Money, Drugs, Power

Grace POV

The car comes to an abrupt stop earlier then I planned for it too. I watch everyone rush out of the car like they are trying to run away from the awkward tight space they were trapped in for at least and hour and a half. I slowly make my way out of the car and close the door. I look around at everyone. I walk in front of them as I make my way towards the door. Right when I open the door I look back at the group and see that only Jackson, Asia and Moxie where following me. Whereas Mason, Jack and Charles were still standing beside the car just staring at the warehouse with confusion lingering in their eyes. I cough loudly to trying catch their attention. It works and the three musketeers come rushing towards the door.

We make our way inside and start walking down this long hallway where there is no one in sight. The warehouse is silent expect for the clinking of my heels against the concrete. Mason bends down and whispers in my ear. "Where are we?" It wasn't much whispering because it bounced off the walls because of how quiet it was "We are at one of the only warehouses that wanted to work with us for these missions." Jackson answers. Mason gives a slow nod as he starts to understand what's happening. We continue to walk down this poorly lit hallway. I start to think this is a waste of time since clearly no one is here nor is any of my shipment is here. "Are you sure we are at the right place Jackson? Or is this a waste of time." "No this is the right place."

I huff and look down at the watch that rest on my wrist. I see the we have been here for 10 minutes without doing anything business related. This better not ruin my missions. The group stops walking because clearly there is no where else for us to walk too anymore. We all look around to see if we can see anything that is somewhat suspicious since this shit is starting to get boring. All of a sudden a door to the right of us whips open and three men walk out laughing. We all pull out guns. This seems to get these idiots attention and they stop laughing and pull out their guns. "Who are you guys?" One of the brainless fuckers ask. "Who the fuck are you?" "Hey watch yourself princess." "Don't call me that you little fuck-" "Okay thats enough." Jackson stops me and puts a hand out in front of me. I turn to him and squint my eyes. "We're the Death Angels and thats The Fallen Devils." He says as he points to the two different group. Good job Jackson. Hey while your at it why don't you tell them our deepest darkest secrets. Idiot.

"Ahhh okay I remember now. We talked on the phone. You ordered the shipment." "Yes, can you take us to them now." "Sure, oh by the way I'm John." He sticks out his hand waiting for a handshake. Of course being the stupidest idiot Jackson is he reaches out and shakes his hand. Now this is funny why don't we all gather around and have circle time were we all say our names and our favourite colour. "Its right this way." We all drop our guns and follow John through the door he just came out of. He leads straight to 5 crates that are filled with the supplies were are going to need for the next 3 missions. "Okay this looks promising. Guys start loading up the truck with all of this stuff. Another car should be there as well so we can fit all of this shit in there. I"m going to stay with John and decide payment and the next load we are going to need. They all nod and get ready to leave in till John opens up his big fucking mouth and starts talking. "Haha funny joke princess. Now why don't you be a good girl and help load the car while the grown ups here talk about that." He says while point to Jackson. The two goons behind him start laughing like they were just told the funniest joke. John turns around to look at the two goons and continues his conversation with them. God I think I hate this man more than I do Charles. Now that's a first.

"Wasn't that funny. She's pretend like she's a leader. No girl can think she can take down Reyes. What a silly little girl. She can't run a gang let alone two. She's a joker." He continues this type of conversation for at least 10 minutes. I've had enough of him. Mason can tell too because he grabs my arm and tells me not to do what I was thinking. I pull back my arm and walk in front of John and his goons. "I've been running this game for 5 years. Guess thats why my feet hurt?" I look towards Mason. " Do you think these fuckers teeth hurt?" I turn back to the three idiots. "Yes I am an icon. I'm the one you're talking about. I thought you knew better. Next time do your fucking research." I watch away as I see their mouth drop open. I hear Mason tell them to close their mouths they might catch flies. I walk towards the crates and see that they are empty. The group and I walk back to the cars. They all get in except Mason and I. We turn back to the three dumbasses. "So you will hearing from me soon with regards to my next shipment. I suggest that between now and the next time I see you that you pick up a fucking book. Watch your bank accounts I will be e transferring you the money. I get in the same car that Mason, Asia, and Jackson are in and stick my middle finger out the window to them.