Brie’s sobs eventually quiet down, and I’m terrified. I’ve never seen her scared before. She has always been the optimist, as if nothing could be out of her control. But I guess this is.
“What’s going on?” I ask shyly, scared to know the truth
“We always thought Steve ran away because of gang trouble. He was a Blood, got in trouble with the Chains,” she whispers shakily.
I nod and swallow, not liking the tone in her voice.
“Well Tommy’s a Chain. Steve’s a Blood. Tommy found out. And Steve didn’t run away,” she chokes.
I knew their friendship had failed at some point, but I never knew it was so extreme. I immediately fear the worst and begin to feel light-headed. Tommy killed him! I try to speak but mouth has run dry.
“Tommy…” I manage to get out.
Brie stares at me in horror.
“Dead?” I gasp.
“Worse… they’re holding him hostage.”
My stomach drops as a cold overcomes me.
The Chains are known for their unbelievable torture…
“We have to get out! Now!” I yell.
Brie muffles my screams. I hear footsteps.