Page 5 of Truth is the Ultimate Weapon

“Fix?” Cut stood in horror. “Nora… she’s covered in blood. She’s…”

“She’s going to be okay,” Devyn reassured. “I’m taking care of this.”

Cut looked at Devyn with confusion, as if the shock was consuming him, and reality hadn’t settled in just yet.

“I know them,” Nash said. “Those are the guys… the associates… with the plants.”

“I guess they’re no longer missing.” Coy chided.

“This is bad. This is fucking bad.” Rip said. “You want me to get a team here, Coy?”

Coy put his weapon in the back of his waistband and rested his hands on his hips, quickly distracted by the sound of sirens heading right for them just before a chain of Sheriff’s vehicles came into view.

Coy shook his head, “Too late, Rip.”

“Who the hell called them?” Kenzie asked. “Damn it! Damn it!”

“Nobody say a word. I represent all of you, got it?” Devyn asked, “Looks like I’m a defense attorney today.”

“Oh God, baby,” Cut said, walking toward Nora. “What happened?”

Rip grabbed him before he could get any closer to her. “Hang tight, man. You can’t walk any closer. Cops are here.”

“I-I don’t know. I…” Nora said, covered in blood, a knife in her hand, standing over two dead bodies. “I just… I don’t know.”

“Don’t say a thing, honey,” Devyn said, positioning herself next to Nora after handing her gun to Coy.

The cavalry of deputies were quick to park and rush to the scene, marking it off, moving everyone back, and, of course, cuffing a very shocked and pregnant Nora.

As they hauled her off and put her in the back of one of the police cruisers, Devyn was quick to follow.

“I’m going with her.” She said to their family.

“I’ll drive,” Rip confirmed. “You aren’t going alone.”

Coy and Dillon shared a look.

“I’ll go with her.” Coy chimed in.

“I got this, Stone.” Rip insisted, already at Devyn’s side.

“I’m fine, Coy. You figure this out. I’ll be in touch. Remember, nobody talks without me, stay off the landlines, and use your cell phones only. Coy and Dill, make sure no one is listening.”

Devyn was practically speaking in code, letting Coy and Dillon know they needed to call in resources to make sure they weren’t being tapped. An unidentified enemy could be listening in.

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“How the hell does this keep happening?” Coy asked. “How did those men get on the property?”

“And how the hell did the deputies know to get here, right then and there?” Rip asked.

“Someone called it in,” Kenzie said. “I, uh, can’t believe I’m asking this, but can you see what you can find out about that? Maybe, do whatever it is you do to find out whatever you can without a warrant?”

“On it,” Rip said, pulling out his phone and tapping at the screen. “Done.”

“That was fast.” Kenzie awkwardly chuckled.

“It’ll be a bit before we have anything, but we’ll have the answers, nonetheless, should there be any.” Rip shared, tucking his phone away.

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