The other mob member who had survived the barrage of bullets then pointed his gun at Rowan.
"Drop yer guns. I already called Vino." The man said, puffing on his cigar and smirking at Rowan and Maxine.
A man started to drag Jack and Jared away. He held both pairs of feet with both hands and scowled at the men surrounding Rowan and Maxine. "Hey, get on with it!" He told his fellow gang members. "It's only a matter of time before someone comes searchin for em."
Rowan knew this was hopeless, she felt a gun slam up on the back of her head and she passed out, collapsing like a rag doll. One of the gang members grabbed her and picking her up easily carried her a way.
"Let her go!" Maxine shouted, struggling against Leo as Rowan was carried off by another member. Leo pushed her back, "This is what happens when you turn against your own, Venus." Maxine spat in his face, "I am NOT one of you. The Di'Capaggio's can rot for all I care." She turned back to the man, whom she knew all too well. "What do you want with me?" She hissed.
((I think everyone is unconscious except Maxine))
The man smiled, still keeping the gun trained on Maxine. With a soft chuckle, he spoke.
"Oh, are ya that thick? We want Hound Unit offa tha' streets. You've been a thorn- no, a knife in our sides- for a bit too long, sweetie." And with that, he raised a fist and smashed it down onto Maxine's temple.
((So....wanna to skip when everyone is concious?))
((this one still going?))
((Please don't die!))