Page 132 of Break Out

My head swiveled toward Greco. “If you had a daughter go missing, wouldn’t you ride out for her? Drop the fuckin’ attitude or I’m gonna break your fuckin’ jaw so you can’t say shit for a goddamn month.”

“Turning on your brothers isn’t cool, Steel,” Torque muttered.

“That bitch and any of those cocksuckers getting to her on our property isn’t fucking cool, Tor.” I looked at Rafferty. “What’d he say about the GPS?”

“She opened her own phone account over a year ago. Jackie’s trying to persuade an employee at the carrier to make an exception, but without a warrant or a police officer there to corroborate her story, they won’t help her.”

I sighed. “And of course the fact we haven’t reported her missing doesn’t help either.”

“Right.”

“Why’s he coming here, then?” Torque asked.

Rafferty appeared to be fighting for patience. “Because she’s his daughter, but also because they have another set of people trying to hack into her phone and get at her location that way.”

“That won’t work,” Greco muttered.

“It can’t hurt to try,” Rafferty countered.

My phone rang with Jordan’s ring tone. “Yeah, Jordan.”

“I have an idea.”

I fought groaning. It wasn’t that I didn’t think he would have a good idea, it was that he’d never broken the law before. “Okay, what is it?”

“Well, first, when you told me to leave, I went inside the clubhouse and overheard Tie talking about Josie sneaking through the gate.”

My head tilted backward. “Jordan—”

“What if I contact Josie?”

“And do what, son? She’s involved with some seriously bad men who have it out for me and the entire club. They won’t balk at harming you.”

“I didn’t say I wanted to bust in and save the day. I’m gonna make conversation with her. Figure out where she is.”

I let out a slow exhale. “That would work except you’re ten years younger than the men she likes and honestly, she’s got her sights set on a hard-core biker.”

He sighed. “Don’t forget about me, Dad. I want to help. I… can see she means something to you, even if it doesn’t make sense to me.”

“Thanks, Jordan. I appreciate that. Not sure what brought this on, but thanks.”

“Mom said some things. She was pissed that I went to talk to you at all before seeing her. I guess I’m finally opening my eyes.”

“I’ll let you know when we find her, Jordan.”

Tie put a laptop on the table where we were seated. “I’m sending brothers out to find Mug, Flip, and Sledge. Since they spent so much time coming into Player’s Palace the past few weeks, Croc took down their legal names from their IDs. We searched for property in those names. I’m gonna see about running a search on Knuckles.”

“Why would they buy property in their own names?” Torque asked.

Tie held his hands up. “It might not be them – you’re right. But it beats twiddling our thumbs.”

“Any word from the girls?” I asked.

Tie wobbled his head “Not really. Kendall thought Josie had a small house, but that turned out to be wrong.”

I looked at Greco. “Speaking of small houses, there’s a place in Aragon Park—”

Torque slammed his fist on the table. “You’re crazy, Steel. We can’t take Farah because she hooks up with Knuckles every once in a while.”

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