Kidnapped

Jade

I woke up in a dimly lit warehouse, all around me were stacks of empty crates which reached the ceiling.

Before me were two guards with guns. What were they doing here? Where was I? There were so many questions I needed answers to but I couldn’t find the answers to them.

“Ugh,” I heard Conan groan beside me and I found him in worse shape than I was in.

His body had blood over it but I knew he must have healed back.

He was Conan, he wasn’t easily taken down.

This whole capture of a thing was all a part of my plan. I had thought it up very well and shared it with Brad and Trina so they would easily understand it.

Conan and I would be drugged and taken into custody by the kidnappers, I would ask Conan questions with the kidnapper and he would answer truthfully, admitting to his crimes. After he would confess, Brad would show up and tell him that he would pay for his crimes in the court of the pack.

That was how it should be. Now I had to wait for the fake leader of the kidnappers to