Chapter Sixty-Eight

POV

After they heard the gunshot the phone went dead. Raphael started pacing around. Their phones all got a ping and when they opened them there were photos of everyone plus a few others they didn't know with a nice view of the City

"Oscar go get the planes ready I'll call the rest and let them meet us in LA Oliver and Elliot start working on the pictures and find out where they are," Raphael said and then walked outside and leaned against his car thinking about the gunshot

"We're going to het them back son," his dad said to him

"We heard a fucking gunshot dad we don't even know who got shot or even if the person is alive if one of my kids is hurt, dad..." Raphael said trailing off and started crying

"Nobody is hurt okay we got to believe it for now," His dad said while hugging his son and continued to say, "We'll get them all back,"

"The planes are ready and the rest just changed their detraction to LA we should go," Alessio said

"Ralph keys," Damian said and Raphael gave it to him a