“Funny! No, this isn’t about that…” Shit, how the fuck do you tell an irrational man that one of his was in danger? I know this fucker and though he didn’t serve he would’ve made one hell of a mercenary. Then again that may not be true because he didn’t take direction well.
“Is it your family, the deal with your folks and your kid sister? I told you we’d come down and take care of it, but you said…”
“Nah, it’s not that either my bird ran to ground and the other one’s six deep.” Shit Law stop being a bitch and tell the man already. Yeah, but I was trying to imagine being in his shoes and how I would react to this shit.
I looked across the yard to where Dana Sue and her meddling ass posse were taking Creed’s woman and the teams’ girls off somewhere. Good, at least they would be safe in case something went haywire with this fucking guy.
“Why don’t I show you instead? And Colt, stay cool.” I saw his whole demeanor change with that warning. It was the first hint I’d given him that this might involve him, fuck. “Give me a minute.”
I walked back over to the boys and pulled Lo aside. “I need a solid brother, there’s going to be a lot of heat in that room in about five minutes. I know Colt, and I’m thinking of everyone involved he might be our loose canon.”
“How so?” He looked over to where the big guy was being introduced around and it hit me that he was the oldest one here though you couldn’t tell from his appearance, fucker never changes. Must be that young wife and the battalion of kids he had.
“You and I, we were trained, there’s a point that we can be pulled back from. Lyon doesn’t have that and I’m thinking when he sees his little girl’s face on that screen all hell’s gonna break loose.
I’m barely holding Creed back but that leash is about to pop, and your boy Ty isn’t far behind. At least with him he knows what he’s looking for, those two don’t, we have more questions there than answers.”
“And you?” I knew he was gonna get around to asking sooner or later. My grin was what you might call menacing. “I’m holding my shit down for now, but you best believe the shit’s gonna get ugly. I need to take care of my boys first though, Dana Sue is safe, let’s make sure these other women are.”
“Still looking out for everyone huh soldier.” We walked back to where the others were exchanging small talk even though the atmosphere was rife with tension. “It’s what I do.”
“Follow me.” We headed for the clubhouse and filed into the back room where the shit from last night was still hooked up. The SEALs lined one wall; only Lo took a seat, along with Lyon, Creed and me. While my men, Creed’s and Lyon’s held up the other three walls.
“Okay Lyon, the rest of us have had time to look at this shit in the last day or so. I’m gonna show you what we’ve got and then we’re gonna decide what to do next. As it stands we have more questions than answers…”
“Bro, you’re starting to make me nervous, I don’t like being nervous, just tell me what the fuck…” I passed the album off to him and waited.
I saw his brow furrow as he paged through and felt my muscles tense when he came to the page I knew his kid was on. “Caitie Bear? What the fuck is this? Who the fuck are these kids?”
“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.”
“Start fucking talking.” He looked around the table at all of us, his face set in stone. “Lo?” I turned to the man who’d sent me the book.
“Right. The book you’re holding in your hand was confiscated from the home of a man we suspect is guilty of human trafficking among other things...”
The fucker flew out his seat and headed for the door. Everyone in the room got to their feet because that’s what the fuck you do when confronted with a dangerous animal on the loose.
“Where the fuck is he?”
“We don’t know, that’s what we’re trying to find out, but I’m afraid this shit is bigger than we thought and it stretches far and wide.”
“I need five.” He pulled his phone and walked out of the room, with his boy Jared on his heels. “We wait.” I told the others as we took our seats. Hopefully whatever call he was making would give him time to cool the fuck down so he didn’t destroy my place with his shit. Fuck!
***
Lyon
“Kat.” I tried to calm my voice so I didn’t spook her, my girl spooks easily especially when it comes to me, and the kids. “Baby, I need you to go get the kids from school.”
My heart all but raced out of my chest because I wasn’t fucking there. I needed to be there to make sure my little girl was safe, but since I couldn’t be this was the next best thing.
“What why, they still have a few hours left.” I bit back the anger that was no fault of hers. Now was not the time to lose my shit, and she was not the one, never her.
“Kat, angel, I love you, now do as I say. I need you to go get the kids from school.” She’d know that me repeating the statement in that calm tone meant not to fucking question me and just do as I say.
“Okay um Colt, is everything okay?” I heard the strain in her voice and bit down hard. I’d promised her that she’d never know another day of worry and I mean to keep that fucking promise if I have to kill off half the fucks in the known world.
“It will be, call me the minute you and the kids are in the house.” I heard her talking to the baby as she got him dressed to go outside. I couldn’t help thinking of how she’d looked when I’d left her only a few short hours ago.
The way she always looked every morning in my bed. Well fucked and happy, giving her man shit about something or other. I remembered my kids at the breakfast table noisy and happy, and super imposed over that image was the one I’d just seen of my innocent little girl in that fucking book.
I hung up and called my father in law. “Drake I have a situation here can’t get into it now but I just sent Kat to pick the kids up from school. I need you to meet her there with a few of your deputies and escort them home. I need you to call dad and Emory and tell them to get to the house. My family is not to be left alone until I get back there.”
“Colt what the hell is going on?”
“I just saw my fucking daughter in some child trafficker’s book that’s what the fuck is going on.”
“You what, okay hold on, let’s think this thing through, first where are you?”
“Like I said, can’t get into it now, I have to deal with this shit.” I knew why he was asking but he was shitting in the wind. That fucker was as good as dead, the fuck.
“Yeah I know but Colt, don’t do anything stupid, think about Katarina and the kids. Let the law handle it…”
I’m pretty sure he wasn’t talking about Law, but what he didn’t know won’t hurt him. “Law’s already on it.” I hung up before he could ask me anything more and headed back inside to wait for the call from my wife.
The shit didn’t seem real, I felt like I was outside of my body looking in. The men were in the room brainstorming, while my own guys were giving me looks like what the fuck are we waiting for? I nodded to let them know I understood and we were on the same fucking page.
There was nothing I could do until I knew more, but I know these soldier boy fuck types, they’re into that law and order bullshit. I don’t have time for that fuckery, not when it comes to mine.
So I sat and I listened and pieced shit together. I didn’t give a fuck who did what to whom, I was just waiting for the name of the motherfucker who put the book together. At least they knew one of the players from what I had garnered, I’ll start there.
“What’s this fuck’s name again, the one who had the book?” I directed my question to the Logan guy since he’s the one who sent the book.
“Who Stockton, Carlson, why?” I pulled my phone again. It was answered on the second ring. “Lyon isn’t our meet tomorrow?”
“Yeah Travis but something came up, I need your dad’s resources. Do you know anything about child trafficking in our neck of the woods?”
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��There’s always some fuck going on, people are too fucking idle. I haven’t heard anything but I’ll ask the old man. If it’s happening around here he’d know; what’s going on?”
“Someone put the bead on your Goddaughter.” Saying those words burnt a hole in my gut. “What the fuck you say?”
“Yeah, I’m looking at it now.”
“You home?”
“Nah, I’m at Law’s.” I noticed that the room was quiet; they were all listening in on my conversation.
“I’ll be there in three let me get dad on it. You got a name associated or nah?” I gave him the only name we had before hanging up. I felt a little better knowing that shit was being done.
I looked at the SEAL, Tyler I think they’d called him. “I know you think he’s yours because he worked over your woman, but if he’s the fuck responsible for putting my little girl in that fuck we’re gonna tussle.”
He moved against the wall and didn’t say anything for the longest while, just stared at me. “We’ll share, there’s more than enough of the fuck to go around.” Good enough. I wasn’t looking forward to butting heads with anyone in the room out of respect for Law and the fact that they seemed cool, but I will if I have to.
Like I said, that law and order shit is for the birds. I’m not talking over shit with this motherfucker. I get eyes on him he’s as good as dead.
“Creed you said you think your woman’s aunt and her man might be responsible for your girl being in there, where are they?” Please give me someone to hunt; this sitting around shit will drive my ass nuts.
“Fuckers pulled a runner but Law thinks they might be in the hills around here being protected by the local hate brigade.” He sneered that shit and I could see that he wasn’t too far off from what I was feeling.
“Those fucks involved in this shit? Why am I not surprised?” I answered my phone just as a call came in for Law on his phone. “Kat you got them, you home? Good stay there until I get back, do not let my kids out of your sight. My dad and yours and some of the guys are gonna be over soon.”
“They’re here already; Colton what is going on?” Her voice started to tremble making my gut hurt. “Nothing for you to worry about angel, I’ll fill you in when I get back.”
Like fuck, she’d lose her fucking mind if she ever found out that her kid was in that shit. After the shit she’d suffered herself years ago, there was no way I was gonna do that to her, she’d be haunted the rest of her life.
I hung up in time to see two new players enter the room. One of them I knew because we’d done charity runs together in the past, but the other though he looked familiar wasn’t known to me.
“Blade you got a dog in this fight too?” He reached out a hand to shake but his ass wasn’t smiling. I knew he had a kid of his own with his first wife and a few with the second, plus he was always doing rescue missions and shit like that, so this would be right up his alley.
Though my guys and I were into charity drives and Good Samaritan shit, it had been some time since we’d dealt with anything this serious, so it had been some time since we’d ridden together. But we still reached out once in a while. “Law said your kid was involved, of course I’m here.”
The introductions were made around the room while each man sized the other up. Fucking high school pissing contest, I give a fuck. The soldier boy fucks seemed relaxed enough until you looked close enough and realized they were strung tight and ready to spring at the slightest provocation.
I had to give it to them; it must take a fuckload of training to pull that shit off. You wouldn’t tell by looking at them that they were a crew of murdering bastards, but I know the signs only too well.
“Everyone this is Jake Summers, he heads a special division on the force a few towns over, one of the best.” Law made the introductions and I remembered where I’d seen his name and face before. It was in the papers a while ago when he’d busted up some ring, but that was about drugs though I think.
Place was starting to crawl with law and order types. As long as no one gets in my way when the time comes they could deploy the fucking National Guard for all I give a fuck.
We had another round of catching everyone up, as I sat there biding my time. It’s fucked, but I wasn’t interested in anything but the whereabouts of the fuckers who were responsible for this fuckery. Call me selfish, then again if I off these motherfuckers, game over, end of story.
They were throwing around ideas and I got to see up close and personal how the military did shit. I can’t say it was all that different to how I ran my guys, except for the by the book fuckery. If people would stop catering to the assholes of the world it would leave more fucking breathing space for decent human beings. That ought to take care of climate change, the fuck.
Chapter 20
Creed
Everyone was here, and I think it was safe to say the room was full of barely leashed anger. I was outwardly calm, not giving shit away as Jake did his thing on the phone with his office.
I wasn’t worried about Jake reining shit in when shit popped off. He’s law enforcement yeah, but he’s not fuck stupid. We rode together before, so let’s just say I know how he rolls.
It was like running an Op; each man had his thing to do to bring it all together. Colt and I were tasked with trying to identify the girls in the pictures and passing the names off to Jake who was feeding them to someone in his office who was inputting them into a database of some kind.
The shit was tedious at best, but we needed it done. Blade, because of his work with kids who’d been abused had a few strings he could pull and was busy making calls, and me I was just waiting for dark so I could head up into the hills.
“Creed, you really planning to sit around here with your thumb up your ass while these fucks molt in the hills?” Lyon didn’t even pick his head up or miss a step when he asked me that question under his breath so the rest of the room couldn’t hear. “Nope.”
We exchanged a look and went back to what we were doing with a new understanding. I need action. Even when I worked with the SEAL team in the past, I only came in on the tail end. I was usually the one in the trees or the clefts waiting to pick a motherfucker off. Yes that shit took patience, but there was none of that tedious planning shit. Just aim and shoot, it’s what the fuck I do.
At about noon we took a break and I went and found babygirl. I took her out of Law’s place and headed for the guesthouse next door. “This is going to be hard and fast.” I pushed her back against the wall and tore her panties down her thighs, before unleashing my dick.
I played up and down her slit with my swollen cockhead until she juiced and then slid home. I fucked out the last few hours’ frustration in her pussy, banging her poor body into the wall until she was begging me for mercy. I pulled her down to the floor and drove into her over and over again until she tightened around me and screamed and I came a shitload inside her.
Only then did the dark haze lift from my eyes and I was able to think clearly again. “I love you.” I held her tighter, closer as I left my cock breathing inside her. “I want to have a baby with you.” Shit; what the fuck was up with me, and blurting shit out when I didn’t mean to?
“You mean it?”
“Of course I do.” I pulled back to look down into her face. “I want to have lots and lots of babies with you.” I kissed her again as my cock hardened inside her and went for round two.
By the time I offloaded inside her the second time I was feeling human again. “What freaky shit are you and your girls planning for my ass later?” She blushed and ran her fingers over my chest. “Ginger was talking about this new position…”
Her voice trailed off and she got red as a chili pepper. “We’ll try it later.” I pulled out and helped her to her feet before heading to the bathroom to clean us both up. I gave her pussy a little tongue action from behind while she leaned over the sink, before heading back out to meet the boys.
***
“Okay, so this is what we’ve got
so far. The shit seems to have started in Georgia, here.” I pointed to the map at the area where the SEALs place was located. Everyone had come back from break ready for action.
“You said you found a tunnel running from the water to his house or vice versa. Now we have to figure out how he gets them to his house from the rest of the country.”
I was feeling ten times lighter after my little break and because of the fact that when we got back to the room Jake had done his thing and uncovered more info for us to work with. If this shit kept up, we could be making a move in the next few hours, tomorrow the latest.
“We’ve identified most of the girls, but sadly, most of them are already missing. I have someone working on some kind of pattern to see how they’re choosing them and when they started.” Jake gave his report of what else he’d done so far.
“There’s no real connection between any of the girls on this list, but I’m thinking there is and we’re just overlooking it somehow, there has to be a connection. I hate to say it, but the fact that two of us in this room, make that three, have been affected by this in some way, might be key.”
That shit had been plaguing me all the way back here. Jessie didn’t know Dana Sue before yesterday, or Lyon’s kid. So how did all three end up in the same book?
“So let’s look at it. Ty how are you and I connected? We ran Ops together in the desert.”
“The problem with that is I didn’t know Victoria-Lyn back then.” Ty pitched in.
“Doesn’t matter, let’s go back. This is the starting point, your new hometown, where your old CO used to live.”
“Do we know when the shit started?” Lyon moved around on his chair and I knew he was getting antsy, can’t say that I blamed him. My woman was across the way and so was Ty’s. His kid, though he’d put eyes on her, wasn’t close enough for him to protect himself. That shit would make anybody nervous.
“According to the old timers a little over a year before we got there. We now know that the CO was onto whatever it was they had going on, so it could’ve been up to six months before that.” Logan rocked back in his chair as I tried to clear my mind. The answer was there but I was just not hitting on it.
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