My jaw drops. That's Ally. She steps up to the podium beside the guy.

"Thanks, Ben. 2 years ago, when you kidnapped me, I thought my life was over. Then I met Ben, who's father was your boss. When we started dating, and now I live in heaven. And I am proud to be the youngest girlfriend of a Warren Gang member since its creation!"

I almost gasp. Warren Gang? Those guys ARE the Canadian Mafia. Ally's dating the leaders son!?

Ally steps down and makes her way to the back of the room. Her boyfriend tells everyone to have fun, and Ally gets a drink from on top of the table we're under. While the bottle's still in her hand, Jess grabs her ankle. Ally looks down, confused. I pull her under the table. Ally, terrified, breaks the bottle over Jess's head, knocking her unconscious. I cover Ally's mouth before she cam scream.

"Ally, Ally, shhhh..." I remove my hand slowly.

"Asia? What the hell are doing here?" She whispers.

"Jess had a free spot on her field trip. what are YOU doing here?"

"I was kidnapped, remember? Have you already forgotten?" She scoffs.

"No, but why are you still alive?" I ask.

"They thought I was breaking into one of their undercover shops. I was going to get shot, but the leaders son took a liking to me, and we've been dating ever since."

I sigh and compose myself. "What the hell? Mom and Dad and...well, we all thought you died! How could you just forget us? Jake has no idea who you are!"

Ally puts a finger to her lips,  painted so red it could be real blood. "You have to leave. This is the Warren Gang. They'll kill you." Ali brings me to the back of the room, and shoves me through the door, locking it behind her. I know that if I knock, I'll be putting us both at risk. I'll get shot on sight, Ali will be questioned, and Jess-

OMG JESS IS STILL KNOCKED OUT UNDER THE TABLE!

I can't go back in, but Jess has no clue what's going on now, or where I am. Even worse, my phone is in her purse. I decide to wait an hour or two outside the door, and hope for the best. I know I should tell someone, but the police told me to forget all I know. it's obvious that I'll either be called a lair, or they won't help at all. 

After an hour and a half, I hear the door's lock click. I peek inside the room. One man leaves through the back door and locks it behind him. I dash to the table that I left Jess under. And surprise, surprise, she's gone. I run to the window just in time to see a white van drive off, Jess's unconscious body in tow. I won't be able to get to her in time. Then I see a gun on the ground. 

I'm insane. 

Jess and I hung out at a Girl Guide Camp. We had most of our electives together, except for a few.  While Jess spent her entire time playing advanced games of hide-and-seek, taking crossbow lessons, and doing that odd thing where she DRINKS ALL OF MY GINGER ALE, I spent my time in the shooting range,  practising with both a bow and arrow...

And a rifle. 

It's been a while, but I still remember the basic rules. So I aim at the window, and shoot. The men holding Jess hurry up, and the van takes off at full speed. I launch myself out the window, bolting towards the other van. I shoot out the tire, which stalls him long enough for me to shoot out the van's window. He holds a gun to me, so I try to shoot the gun out of his hand.

Unfortunately, I don't hit the gun. I hit his hand. He drops the gun in pain, letting me pick it up. 

"I am so, so sorry-" Then I think. "No, I'm not. Okay, you're going to take me to wherever your base is." I hold the gun up to his head. But apparently, I  have a pretty bad grip, because he grabs his gun back. I panic, and shoot him in the head.

I scream and drop the gun in terror. At first, I don't move. I killed someone. Then I remember Ali and Jess. I shove the body... I can't believe I'm saying that, into the back of the van. Then I sit in the front. My feet just barley reach the pedals. So here's a summary of my day:

I found my kidnapped sister who's now part of the Warren Gang

My best friend got kidnapped

I shot a man

And add a little bit of car theft to top it off.

So I speed off into the distance, following the white van in front of me. 

I can't let killing someone shake me. I'm going to have to kill a lot more if everyone is going to get out of this alive.