A MISSION

As the occupants in the helicopter shot at the cops, the pilot moved the helicopter closer to Sucre who pushed Byron off and quickly looked up.

The people in the helicopter dropped a long rope for Sucre to hang on to, so he could use it to climb into the helicopter.

“Hold on tight!” Sucre heard the pilot's voice as he grabbed unto the rope: which other end was tied to the helicopter itself.

Slowly, the helicopter moved, taking Sucre away but suddenly…. He was shocked to see Byron jumping up on him.

Byron had stopped himself from falling out. He had patiently waited for Sucre to grab the rope… so without hesitating, he jumped and wrapped his hands around Sucre's stomach, holding on to him tight as the helicopter moved, while they were hanging in the air.

Now, it was the two of them being taken.

“Let go of me, son of a bitch!” Sucre cursed as Byron's grip around his stomach was too tight. He felt Byron's weight pulling him down but he wasn't ready to let go of the rope, because if he
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