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Jamal took a deep breath; he had made his decision. “Everyone come here!” He shouted, and his voice echoed throughout the whole sewer.
He paced around the pile, as he waited for everyone to gather. He tried to think about what he was going to say, but it wasn’t easy. He was pretty sure everyone would leave, and he could understand them. If he were in there shoes, he would totally leave.
People trickled in, until about twenty depressed looking men stood around Jamal. He stepped onto a box, and looked out over everything. He took a deep breath and began.
“Alright, so there’s been a change in plans. A robbery was one thing, but a kidnapping…” He found himself wringing his hands, “They’re gonna be pissed.”
“Well, that’s not our fault.” Boris crossed his arms.
“It doesn’t matter whose damned fault it was!” He sighed and shook his head. He took a deep breath and collected himself. “Okay, look. Dayspring and them are gonna find us down here, without a doubt. When they do, they’re gonna rain down hell on us. It’s not gonna be pretty.”
“Well, why aren’t we running?” Jeremiah looked more nervous than the rest of the guys. He was sweating, and his hands were shaky. “If we go now-”
“If we go now, they’ll just find us. Now, here’s the thing. Me and Deven, they’ve seen us, but they haven’t seen all of you guys. They don’t know you exist even.” He sighed again. He was still coming to grips with this plan, but it was all he could do. “Me and Deven are gonna stay, and so can anyone else that wants to. Just know, there’s a real chance you don’t come out of this alive.”
He watched the crowd gathered around him. Immediately, Slim turned and walked away. Jamal was honestly surprised that asshole had made it this far. This whole mess was his fault, so of course he runs away. Soon after, about two thirds of the people left. That was understandable, since they had just signed up to move some stuff, half of them weren’t even at the mansion. People then started to break off one by one, some with a handshake or hug, and some with just a pained look. After a bit, it was him, Deven, and Jeremiah.
Jamal couldn’t believe it. He said anyone who wants to, but he didn’t think it would be him. “Jeremiah, man, you’ve got a family. Don’t do this.”
“I helped make this mess, now it wouldn’t be right to leave.” A tear fell down his cheek, or it could’ve been more sweat.
“Dude, Deven and I don’t have an out. You? You could still leave.” He put his hand on Jeremiah’s shoulder.
“I can’t go back to them after this.” There was hurt in his eyes. “Those kids are young enough to be my kids. I won’t be able to look at myself in the mirror knowing that I left you to clean up after my mess. I’ll reap what I’ve sown.”
Jamal couldn’t help but to hug him. He patted his back, and let go. Deven walked over and gently put his arms around Jeremiah.
Jamal knew he couldn’t just let Deven go. Dayspring would find him, and if they didn’t someone else would. They’d take advantage of him. No, this was what he had to do. This was the only way to get Deven out of this okay. He had a plan.
“Alright then, here’s what we’re gonna do.”
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