Chapter 10

                                    

                                          
"Are you sure?" Ansela's eyes narrowed, shining.
"Yes!" Said Tobias.
The table banged. Throwing the chair back, Ansela stood. "I should've known it!" She shouted, walking around the room, and Tobias flinched.
"All was my fault. I trusted that... bitch. But she was the one who wanted to kill-" She cut herself off, turning back to Tobias.
Placing her hands on the table, she leaned towards Tobias. "Tell me everything. Or-"
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!" Tobias screamed, flinching.

4 months ago
Tobias let the last bullet in the gun fly. A suppressed moan echoed in the basement; The only bulb hanging above their heads swung, emitting a blurry, yellowish light.
His eyes caught the thick, dark-coloured drops on the floor.
"I guess you know what you should do, huh?" He frowned at the three guys standing before him.
"Yes, Toby." The tall, bearded guy in the middle said.
"And the others?"
"Yes, Toby." The other two nodded.
"Good." Tobias nodded back, and pulled the ringing mobile out of his pocket. "Yes?"
"Meet me tonight, before eight, at the bar." The blondie's voice came up from the other side, and his frown disappeared.
"And..." She inhaled. "There will be a guest."
"Who is that?" Tobias asked, turning around.
"I'll tell you then." She hung up.
Before pulling his mobile back to the pocket, he looked at it. "Oh shit, it's already six." He sighed. "Liam, Henry."
The bearded guy appeared with the short, blonde-haired guy. "Yes?"
"I got to go. You guys clean here and go. Don't leave any evidence, got it?"
"As you wish, Toby." Liam and Henry said in unison.
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The bar's car park was filled twice more when compared to the previous day. Under the weak light of the fluorescent tubes, Tobias noticed a tall figure leaning against the wall.
"Tobias?" The figure spoke, stepping forward. The male sound wasn't familiar to Tobias.
"Huh?"
He got closer to Tobias. Under the weak light, his emerald green eyes shone. "Are you Tobias Jayden?"
"Who are you?" Looking around, Tobias asked in a low voice.
"She sent me," He said. "Follow me."
Gangs of teenagers filled the bar. Their loud talking and the giggles echoed around. The yellowish light created vague shadows on the walls. 
Tobias and the man stepped towards a red metal door behind the counter. Before Tobias says anything, the man twisted the doorknob and pulled Tobias into a small room.
"Tobias, Roger." The blondie woke her voice up, leaning against the chair. "Why don't you guys take a seat? We have a lot to talk about."
Flexing his neck, Roger sat beside the blondie. Brushing his hands, he stared at Tobias sitting in front of them.
"Okay." Finally, the blondie opened her mouth. "Tobias, I've got some details about-"
"Watsford, are you sure he can do this?" Roger leaned forward, lifting an eyebrow and brushing his hands against each other.