Authors note: this will be two different stories but have similarities. It might not be perfect but enjoy.
Narrator POV
The bomb ticked. The gang unknowingly about to die. 10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1 BOOM! The house exploded. No one lived. Jason had failed. He failed to protect his gang. He failed to protect Justin. He had failed. They were now all dead. Justin, Michael, Ryan, Michelle, Jessica, and Carla. They were all dead. Including the infamous Jason McCann.
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STORY 2 Jason POV
Our car drove into the closed off house. We just got back from a mission in San Diego. I can't wait to see my baby again. I was listening to music on my phone when Carla tapped me. "What?!" She pointed to the house. Or more where the house was. All there was is charcoal and ash. The house was bombed. Justin was dead. I failed.
