“What video?” Nyx asked, looking between the two of us, and my mind spun.
“Do you have it?” I asked Micah who already had his phone out.
“Yeah. Give me a sec.”
I turned to Nyx. “We ‘borrowed’ a computer from Thompson, and there was this short video on it. Can you look at it?”
Nyx nodded as all the attention went to Micah. He rose and Nyx started walking over to her. I got up and went too.
“Ready? It’s short,” Micah told her.
“Yeah.”
He hit play, and then Nyx gasped, her hand going to her mouth. “I’ve seen this before. That’s Miles. Screech pulled this and showed it to me. That’s my family’s crest, but I have no idea what’s in the box.”
“How long ago?” I asked her.
“A few days. But Screech said it was all wiped off his computer. Miles was obsessed with my mom. There wasn’t a time I remember him not being around.” That fucker was sick.
“Isn’t he your uncle?” Deke in the corner asked.
“Not biologically. Technically he’s my mother’s stepbrother, also not blood. But he never allowed her to call him that. It was only Miles. Don’t tell me that Thompson, this Chief guy, just handed this over?”
I put my arms around Nyx and kissed the top of her head. Looking over to Liam, a smirk tipped his lip. He was a bit more free with this “my woman sharing with another man” thing. Me? I didn’t know how I felt anymore. Everything was getting confusing. “Don’t worry about that part. We now know that all of this is connected—you, the club, all of it. In some fucked up way that we have three days to figure out how.”
“I know all my stuff is connected with the Hamiltons, and now this Thompson guy the leader of the stupid ‘find me’ brigade. But what about you? The club? You said all this stuff is connected; what’sallof it?”
I wanted to tell her everything, but in truth we didn’t have a whole lot. And with Liam here, my brothers would not appreciate me telling our business to an outsider. But I couldn’t ignore the question.
“Remember Liam told you that Thompson was the new Chief here in Sumner?” She nodded. “Cops and clubs…” I trailed off, looking over to Liam. “Don’t mix.”
“Stop with that big dick energy shit, Raid. Not in the mood for it,” Liam fired back.
“If you boys are done measuring your dick sizes, can we get on with this?” Cruz, the President of the club, said.
Nyx peeked around me, her focus going to him. “I like you. I tell them that all the time. Maybe with you it’ll work.”
“Sweetheart, we all have big dick energy; it’s just how ya use it.” He winked at Nyx who broke out in a smile. Yeah, she so got along with my family.
“Alright. Here’s the plan.” Cruz clapped his hands, and we all came to attention. “We need scouts in Tifton; connect with all contacts there, get any and all information, pull all feeds, cameras all that shit. Check into private aircrafts in a hundred-mile radius. I want to know where these fuckers will be holing up. They bought a house, rented one, hotel, something. If this fucker is as ‘important’ as y’all say he is, he’s not travelin’ light because he thinks he’s untouchable. Once we find his transportation and housing, we’ll plan from there. Until then I want everyone at the clubhouse on lockdown.”
Nyx’s surprised expression came to me. “I’m not leaving Liam and Screech.”
“And Screech ain’t comin’ to the clubhouse,” GT, the Vice President tossed in. “It appears he’s too smart for his own fuckin’ good.”
“I want to stay here. With the three of you. Please,” Nyx pleaded with me, and how could I just come out and say no? I couldn’t.
“Calm down. We’ll figure it out,” I reassured her, knowing that asking Cruz to stay here would be a big ask. He liked having all of his family together in situations like this. And if we ended up rolling out, she’d have to go to the clubhouse anyway because I’d lose my fucking mind not having several sets of eyes on her at all times. Which would affect the job.
One problem, then I’d deal with the other.
“What do you want me to do?” I asked Cruz who smirked at me.
“You stay here and start up the search for their transportation. All of that can be done on the web.”
Cooper chuckled. “Really, Dad? The web?”
“Shut the fuck up before I knock you the fuck out,” Cruz fired back.