16. Hang Around

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Newts POV

We all followed the girl into the building passing many people, woman, children... men.

Teresa and (Y/N) walked right behind the leading girl-

"Heyyy girlie."

"Freaking beauty's."

"What a doll."

(Y/N) sent them all glares as I stepped closer to her, I wrapped my arm around her waist as Teresa stepped closer to Thomas.

(Y/N) was ready to throw a punch at one man who had tried to swipe at her ass when the girl lead us up the stairs and to a room where there were much less people.

A few men, 1 behind a desk.

The man behind the desk turned,

He had dark skin with grey hair and bright brown eyes,

He put his hands on his hips as the girl with short brown hair that lead us in slouched down on a couch.

"You ever feel like the worlds against you?"

We all shared a confused look before turning back to the man, he slowly approached Minho and Thomas who stood in front of the group,

"3 questions. Where did you come from?-"

He stopped at a desk and picked up a glass with what appeared to be beer in it, before looking back to Thomas and Minho,

"Where are you going- "

He poured himself a glass,

"And how can I profit?"

None of us said a word as Thomas licked his lips,

"Dont all share at once."

The man said, raising his arms,

"We're headed to the mountains. To find the Right Arm."

Thomas said hesitantly.

All the men in the room chuckled and snickered behind their hands as they looked on in curiosity.

The man smiled at his glass then back to Thomas,

"You're looking for ghosts you mean."

He took a sip straight from the bottle, holding his poured glass in his other hand.

"Question number 2, where did you come from?"

The man asked walking to the side of Minho,

I wanted to correct him for saying number 2 when he mentioned it as number 1 but I didn't dare say a word.

"That's our business..."

Minho said to the man, Thomas gave him a glance before looking back.

Thunder rumbled outside as no one moved,

Until the man infornt of us shrugged and gestured towards the two men at our sides.

One grabbed my arm and shoulder while the other grabbed (Y/N) arms and held them behind her back, she kicked and struggled but was too weak.

Everyone else was being restrained to.

The man that grabbed (Y/N) brought her forward and shoved her to her knees as the girl from earlier picked up a small device and held it to her neck,

"GET OFF ME!"

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!"

"BLOODY SHANKS!"

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