* I wasn't sure how but, +Vincent Gaines got the information we needed and we were on our way to get +Chloe Cross and finish off that scumbag +Ricky Cross. I was driving while +Beck Hadrian, +Slade Michaels and Vincent discussed the plan. I listened but, paid attention to the road. I was breaking every law, speeding and shit but, we had a job to do. We were all armed just in case it came down to gun play. I hoped this would go smoothly, I promised Jules I'd be careful, and I kept my promises to her. We were all on edge, this had to go our way since we weren't on pack lands now. We drove for hours until Vincent told me where to get off the highway. We drove through a town that was mostly empty buildings, dirty streets. It seemed like the perfect place for Ricky Cross. I found the Comfy Cactus Inn and snorted. It was a fucking dump. Beck directed me to the very end of the lot. We made loop and drove around the building. The truck was no where to be seen. Vincent growled low and punched the back of my seat. I didn't say a word, tension inside the SUV was already thick enough.*
* I wasn't sure how but, +Vincent Gaines got the information we needed and we were on our way to get +Chloe Cross and finish off that scumbag +Ricky Cross. I was driving while +Beck Hadrian, +Slade Michaels and Vincent discussed the plan. I listened but, paid attention to the road. I was breaking every law, speeding and shit but, we had a job to do. We were all armed just in case it came down to gun play. I hoped this would go smoothly, I promised Jules I'd be careful, and I kept my promises to her. We were all on edge, this had to go our way since we weren't on pack lands now. We drove for hours until Vincent told me where to get off the highway. We drove through a town that was mostly empty buildings, dirty streets. It seemed like the perfect place for Ricky Cross. I found the Comfy Cactus Inn and snorted. It was a fucking dump. Beck directed me to the very end of the lot. We made loop and drove around the building. The truck was no where to be seen. Vincent growled low and punched the back of my seat. I didn't say a word, tension inside the SUV was already thick enough.*
* The room reeked of cigarette smoke and cheap whiskey. It hadn't been cleaned yet, which was helpful to us. The four of us walked around the little room. I noticed scratches on the head board. * Ricky must have had Chloe chained up here. * I heard a growl from the bathroom and Vincent walked out. * "I can smell blood, not a lot of it, but I'm definitely picking up on it." * We all nodded that we were smelling it too. Vincent had a permanent scowl on his face. I squeezed his shoulder. * You're female is feisty, I'm sure she's fine.
ReplyDeleteAs soon as the door opened I could smell my mates scent and I wanted to howl out in rage that we had missed getting to her in time. I moved around scanning the room as I did so hoping to find anything that could tell us where that fucker was taking my little wolf. I moved around until I stepped into the bathroom and still nothing but the scents of cigarettes, whiskey and of course blood. Moving back to the bed Chloe was chained, I looked around hoping to find a clue. My little wolf was smart and if she could I knew she would have left a clue for us to find. I pulled back the covers of the bed making sure I checked everything when I heard the sound of paper falling. Moving quickly I dropped to the floor and looked under the bed. Beck's voice rose in the room. "What is it? What did you find?" I reached under the bed and pulled out the paper and looked down at it as I stood. It's a map. Turning I opened it as everyone gathered around me. I glanced down and saw the small town and knew where that fucker was headed. I've got you now motherfucker. "What the fuck are you talking about Vincent?" I turned to face Beck. I know where he's going but we've got to move fast. Without another word I pulled out my phone and hit the number and put it on speaker and waited for him to answer. "What now Vin? I don't have time for this shit." I growled. Cross kidnapped my mate and he's headed you way. I need your help to get her back. It was silent on the other end and for a moment I thought the connection was broken. "That bastard called telling me he had my fucking payment. I'm going to fucking kill him. Get your ass here before him or all you'll find is the fucking scorch marks from where he was set a flame." I'm on my way. I disconnected and looked at Beck's question filled eyes. "Who the fuck was that?"
ReplyDeleteMorelo. * Vincent's eyes met mine as we stood in silence. * I think Ricky intends to offer Chloe up to Morelo in exchange for his money. * Cole shook his head. * Why would you think that? * Vincent pinned him with a stare. * Morelo isn't the good guy here. He's a motherfucker but he's one you want on your good side. He's dabbled in the human trafficking but two of his associates were taken out down in Atlanta and he kind of backed away from it. He's more into the drug business than anything. * My mind put the pieces together. * So, its safe to assume that Ricky plans to offer Chloe up as a trade for his payment. * Vincent nodded. * We have to hurry. * Slade broke the tension. * Text Morelo and find out where this meeting is taking place. In the meantime, let's head west. This map shows him heading west. Let's head that way until we hear from Morelo. * Vincent agreed and he held his hand out. * Gimme the keys. * Cole hesitated. * Vinnie, you know I got your back, but dude...it's my truck... * Slade and I exchanged looks. * Keys. * Cole rolled his eyes and pulled the keys out of his pocket, slamming them in Vincent's hand. * You wreck it and you buy it. * Vincent was out the door and the rest of us followed suit. We had just made it to the truck when Vincent's phone dinged. He looked at it and nodded. * Got you, fucker. * He tossed the phone to me and as he started up the truck, I punched the coordinates into the GPS Cole's truck had. Vincent stomped the gas and the truck fishtailed onto the asphalt, gravel slinging behind us. The truck was pushing one-twenty before we ever reached the highway. I looked at Vincent. * Try not to kill us before we get there, Speedy Gonzales. * He glared at me, but nodded. The last thing I wanted to do was try to heal after being chewed up by the interstate. * Cole, check the guns. Slade, punch in these coordinates and tell me the nearest dwelling and police department. I want to avoid as much human contact as possible. This is pack business and I don't want nor do we need the authorities involved. * He nodded and pulled out the laptop he had. * This shit ends today.
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