When I got to Cashbox Bar, Wayne was already waiting anxiously at the entrance. "Ryan, did you bring the money?"
"Yeah, I brought it," I said, patting my backpack.
"Let's go get her back," Wayne said, looking worried that his girlfriend might be in danger.
"Wait a minute, how many people are inside?" I'm not the type to rush in blindly. I needed to know what we were dealing with.
"There are seven or eight of them. Their leader is Scar Knox; he works with Rex. He controls the entertainment venues around our school. He’s the one holding my girlfriend hostage."
"Alright, let's go in." Upon learning that Scar was one of Rex’s men, I felt somewhat reassured. "When we enter the room, I'll handle the money. You just stay behind me." I was worried Wayne might act impulsively, so I specificall
