Chapter 5. An Unlikely Bond.
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How time flies. Alex was now a young adult but he hadn't still formed any real connections within the gang. That was until he met Jackson, a quiet brooding member who seemed to keep to himself. He was about his age.
One afternoon, as they sat on the couch passing a bottle of whiskey, Jackson turned to Alex and asked, ”what's your story, how'd you end up here?".
Alex hesitated, unsure how much to share, but something about Jackson's genuine curiosity put him at ease. He told him about his struggles, his desperation, and his ultimate decision to join the gang.
He listened attentively, nodding along. When he finished, he shared his own story, one of loss, betrayal, and a desire for revenge that led him to Reed's doorstep.
The more they talked, Alex realised that they had more in common than he thought. Both had been drawn to the gang out of a sense of hopelessness, seeking a sense of belonging to purpose.
Jackson leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Listen, I know Reed seems like a god around here, but trust me he's not. He's got a really dark side that if not careful, will consume you”. Alex curiosity was piqued. “How do you mean”.
He glanced around the room ensuring no one was eavesdropping. “Let's just say Reed got secrets, secrets that could get us all killed. I've seen things, things that will haunt me forever. It was Reed that taught you how to shoot right?”
“Yeah it was"
“Wasn't it really weird when he kissed his gun and smiled weirdly?”
“yes that was actually strange”
“That is a Sig Sauer P320, Reed calls it his baby, from what I've heard, he used that same gun to kill his wife, he adores that gun to the extent that no one dares touch or look at it".
“Wow that's crazy”. Alex tried his possible best to sound and look calm, but deep down he was terrified.
Kia walked passed, staring so deeply as if he heard what they were talking about, but he didn't.
Jackson stood up “I've gotta go, nice talk with you Alex, and remember, be careful”.
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