Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
My eyes snap back to the man in front of me, and I growl, “You better start talking.”
He nods, taking the phone back and begins explaining. “My name is Walker, and don’t kill me, but I’m Hound’s son.”
I reel back, eyes widening, fists clenching.
He talks quickly. “I’m not on his side. I’ve never been on his side, but he promised to get me out of some trouble if I helped him. My job was to watch Serenity. I never hurt her. I fed her, gave her water, and she promised if I help her, you’ll help me...”
It takes everything not to grab this guy and shake him, but if he’s telling the truth, he knows where Serenity is. The message he played seemed legit, not forced.
“How do I know this isn’t a setup to get me where your father wants?”
“I can’t prove anything except that Serenity is okay. I’m begging you to believe me. I have no ties to that man, and I don’t care what happens to him. I just want to be free.”
I grit my teeth and stare at him.
“He did that to your face?”
He nods. “Because I told him not to kill Serenity and that he was making the wrong choice.”
“Tell me where she is.”
“She’s in a basement at an old house his brother owns, about twenty minutes away. I can get you there, but I need to know your plan. My father is smart, he won’t go down without a fight.”
He’s right.
Everything in me wants to charge in and get her, but that risks all our lives.
“Come inside, we’ll talk.”
“I can’t,” he says. “It’s risky I’m here as it is.”
Turning, I wave a hand and one of my guys walks over. “Find Spike and Cade,” I order.
He leaves, and a minute later, Spike and Cade appear by my side. I go over everything Walker told me, showing them the video. After watching it, Spike’s eyes meet mine. “Is this legit?”
“I don’t know,” I say, narrowing my eyes at Walker, “But it’s all we’ve got.”
“You’re messing with the wrong club if you’re lying,” Spike growls.
Walker nods. “I know.”
“We need a plan, and we need it now,” I say.
“I have an idea that could deal with both our problems,” Cade murmurs, eyes narrowing.
“I’m listening.”
“We need to take Gerard and Hound down. Why not do it together? We’ll arrange for Hound to meet us to discuss terms, but Gerard will show up. They’ll clash, and the police will arrive. Gerard might squeal, but Hound won’t want to be the only one taken. It could work if they both go down.”
I purse my lips. “Could work, but it could also go wrong.”
“Jackson’s right, Hound might just kill Gerard on the spot and take off,” Spike adds.
“If Gerard has something to offer him,” Walker suggests.
“What could Gerard offer Hound?” I mutter.
“Loyalty. Insight.”
I shake my head. “It won’t work.”
“It might if Gerard thinks Hound can help him get away from us,” Cade says, crossing his arms. “If he’s the man I think he is, he’ll offer Hound a deal to escape the situation.”
Gerard is cocky enough to try.
“It seems obvious,” Walker says. “Hound is smart, he’ll sniff out a trap, but if this ‘Gerard’ got away, and Hound caught him, it might work.”
“How do we get them both in the same place?” I ask. “We need them removed from the situation.”
“Hound will take him back to where Serenity is. He’ll think he’s got the upper hand and be cocky. When they’re there, I’ll let you know, and the police can come. There won’t be a way for him to escape then.”
That’s a better plan.
The only one with hope of working.
“Not sure we want either of them to live after this,” Spike mutters.
“We’ll deal with that when they’re behind bars,” I mutter. “For now, we need to get her back.”
“So, we have a plan?”
We all look at Walker. “Can you get word to your father that we’re looking for Gerard because he took off? If he thinks he can find him...”
Walker nods. “You let him escape. I’ll make sure Hound gets him.”
This better work.
It has to.
"LET ME GO," GERARD yells, struggling against the chains on his arms, growing angrier by the minute in our basement.
His sister sits silently, unsure of her fate. She knows what her brother did, and I can see in her eyes that it has shattered her. I feel a pang of sympathy, but I can’t risk letting her go yet.
Not yet, at least.
"Shut up," I snarl, marching over to haul him up. "You're not leaving until you're behind bars where you belong."
"I won't let you do this," he bellows. "I refuse."
"You don’t have a choice. Sit still so I can fix these damn chains."
He ceases his writhing, chest heaving with heavy breaths as he glares at me. I wish I cared. My sole focus is getting Serenity back. I'll use this bastard to do it, no matter the cost. Even if it kills him, it's no concern of mine.