Broken Records

Mission "GET THE FUCK OUT" Was a fail.
When I wake up, I realize I'm in the mall cop office, although I'm in a bunch of burlap sacks and am surrounded by robbers.
When did robbers get so attractive, though?

I count 8 good-looking robbers before I position myself to look like I'm sleeping, although I hit the leg that got shot on the wall and it takes all my energy to not scream.

"She's up," The one with the cigarette says.
The leader, I'm guessing, nods and gets up.

"Wh-what do you want with me?" I stammer.
"Nothing," He replies, with a face of no emotion.

His eyes are a beautiful shade of green-blue and his hair is brown and ruffled. He is just.. wow.

"Can I go?"
"No can do."
"Why?"
"You'll report us to the cops; we don't want that happening, do we?"
The way he chuckles, the way he looks at me; it sends chills down my spine.

"Are we killing her?" One of them calls.
"Not just yet. She's not much of a threat."

I'm right here.. listening to their conversation..
He turns back to me, grinning.

"I'm Louis. That's Lindy & Liam over there. Zayn's the guy with the cigarette and next to him are Niall and Sapphire. Across from them are Cassandra and Harry."

"B-Belle?" I stutter.
"Your friend's over there," Niall points to right next to Zayn, who I notice is sitting in front of a twitching Belle.

"Who are you, and what do you do?" The words easily slip out of my mouth, even though I didn't want to say that.

"We're the Mastermind Gang. You can figure the rest out for yourself."

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