Page 35 of Kidnapped

Jensen grabs Boyd by the arms and pulls him through the house and out of the front door, “You guys might want to stand ready in case the fuckers we put in there are awake.”

“Good point,” I admit, and we all spread out as Cash unlocks the van.

“Oh wait,” Jensen suddenly says, and Cash quickly locks the van again.

We all look at Jensen curiously until he pulls out a pen, a piece of paper, and a fucking stapler.

“Really?” Riot asks, shaking his head but smirking too.

Jensen ignores him as he writes something on the paper and staples it to Boyd’s forehead; Boyd doesn’t even flinch, which just proves how out of it he is. Jensen then steps back, pulling out his phone and taking a picture before pressing some more buttons on his phone.

“You just sent that to Billy, didn’t you?” Rafe asks, catching on quicker than the rest of us.

Jensen smirks, “I did, but I also made a point to tell him that he’s a minor and he’ll get clean in juvie, which is something that I know they’re all worrying about.”

I raise my eyebrows, “As always you have found a way to be chaotically good but also not at the same time.”

Jensen just smirks and looks at Cash, “You can open it now.”

Cash nods and the van unlocks. We pull the doors open cautiously, but the others are still out cold, which means that we can just throw Boyd in the van with the rest of them once thedoor is shut behind them and they’re all secured, I turn to the guys.

“Rafe, send Cash your video so he can send it all to the cops anonymously,” I order and Rafe nods, tapping on his phone.

“I know we need to leave the evidence there, but it’s really not sitting right with me, I mean there’s a good chance that someone in the local force is involved. Think about it, they’ve been getting away with this for a while,” Luc voices something that had crossed my mind. “There’s a lot of drugs in that house that could be sent straight back out if the wrong cop gets wind of it.”

“If we get rid of it, then there’s a small chance that they could get away with it, even with the other evidence that we have. If we leave it and it's dealt with properly then they will be going down for it and the drugs will be out of our town.”

“So, I can’t blow them up?” Jensen asks, deadly serious.

“What? No!” I exclaim incredulously. “How is that the first thing that you went to when talking about destroying the drugs?”

Jensen shrugs but doesn’t answer me instead he says, “I think I can blow it up.”

“I don’t think you should,” I reply, exasperated and yet amused that this is a conversation that we’re having.

Jensen’s expression becomes serious as he replies, “Come on, you know as well as I do that it’s just going to end up back on the streets. If we blow it up, then there’s a chance that Gareth won’t bother setting up here again since we’ve already proven that we’ll blow shit up.”

“He makes a good point,” Riot agrees, his lips fighting a smile.

I sigh, “He does not, don’t encourage him.”

“I’m doing it.” Jensen announces with a huge grin on his face.

I throw my hands up in the air, “Where are you even going to find the explosives?”

Jensen’s smile get’s impossibly wider, “I don’t need to use explosives to blow it up, the place has gas and I turned it on when we were in the kitchen.” He pulls a disposable lighter out of his pocket, “It just needs a light.”

“For fuck sake,” I groan.

It’s too late though because Jensen takes off running back to the house, and in particular, the kitchen.

“Shit, we need to move the van further away.” Riot suddenly exclaims.

Cash throws him the keys, and Riot jumps in, moving the van right down to the edge of the driveway and out of the blast zone; at least, I fucking hope it is, as we all follow the van. I watch nervously for Jensen, and after what seems like far too long, he comes racing around the corner. He’s not nearly far enough away from the house as the explosion rocks it, propelling him forward as it knocks us to the ground.

I have a moment of panic that he’s hurt before he hops up, laughing manically as he reaches us.

“You fucking psycho,” I say bluntly, affection warming my voice.

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