Page 6 of Truths

Pausing for a moment, she waits to see if anyone heard her. If anyone will come out looking for her. When nothing happens, she breathes a sigh of relief and looks for any sign of cameras. Not all of their houses have them, but some do.

“If they have ten men inside, they likely don’t have cameras here. They’re here for the protection of Dani,” Kara whispers to herself.

Crouching down, she walks as best she can until she makes it to look in the window of the dirty basement room. None of the houses the Kingsmen own seem to have finished basements, and most are dirt floors. She holds in a gasp when she scans the room and lands on Dani sitting on the floor, her arms shackled to the wall by large metal chains.

Heart racing, she runs away, ducking out of sight of the windows, and down the street to the park. She pulls out her phone, trying to catch her breath from the shock of finally finding Dani mixed with the sprint she just ran. “Come on, come on.”

“Yeah?”

“She's there. There were about ten men that I could see inside. I couldn’t get farther into the house to see if there were more.”

“And the basement?”

Tears spring to Kara's eyes at the sickly woman who used to be such a vivacious woman fills her mind. She hadn't even looked at Kara when she peered in. “Yes. Shackled to the wall with largechains. It was hard to see, but I think there were padlocks on them.”

“Thanks for risking that.”

“Lex?”

“Yeah?”

Her lip quivers, and she lets out a shaky breath. “You're going to save her, right?”

“Not me, personally. I'm over that hero shit, but it ends now.”

“I did this for her. You were right, and I don't have to do this anymore. Oh, God, I'm free.”

“I understand. Are you somewhere safe?”

Kara looks around. “I'm down the street at the park.”

“Get as far away as possible. If shit goes down, they're going to realize you were there. Even if you think you were smart, and those guys die, there's always something. I don't know how, but it never fails.”

“Call me when you know she's out. Please?”

“I will.”

Hanging up, she hurries to her rented apartment. Inside holds nothing besides a bag of clothes she needs to keep, and she shoves the bag in the backseat of her car before driving towards a motel in the next town. She may not have a home to go back to, but at least she can be done with the disgusting Kingsmen.

Summerville

Lex

Walking back inside the clubhouse, everyone stays silent as they look at Lex. Her heart races, and she feels like she might pass out. She's never been able to give such good yet such terrible news to anyone before, and she feels like the world keeps tilting on its axis.

Colt grabs her hand, worry on his face. “Baby, what's wrong? What's going on?”

“I need to talk to Dax,” she says, her voice weak.

“Yeah? About what?” Dax says. “You're acting like some type of spy. Who are we killing? An old boyfriend or something?”

Swallowing, she squares her shoulders. “Five-eighty-seven Timbercreek Circle. There are at least ten men in the house, all armed, and you'll need bolt cutters. You need to get to the basement.”

“What's there?”

“The one thing you want most in this world.”

His eyes narrow at her. “I don't know what you think I want...”

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