“I need you to track down my sister’s phone, tell me exactly where she is.”
“But…. I thought you were leavin’ to see her.”
“Yeah, well things just changed. Look, can you do it for me or not?”
There’s a moment of silence, then, “On it. Text me her number and I’ll get back to you in five.”
I let out a deep breath, then grin. “You sure about that? Sounds like you have some pussy you need to look after,” I tease, grinning even wider when I hear Tracker snort on the other end.
“Nah, fuck that shit, I’ve already come, that’s all that matters.”
“She ain’t gonna be happy with that, man,” I say.
“Not my fuckin’ problem. Now, you need this or not?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“Your sis all right, man?” Tracker’s voice has dropped even lower, his concern for Hazel coming through clearly.
I sigh, scratching at my jaw. “Think so, her friend’s in trouble, in some shit, and somehow has got my sister involved. Don’t know what kind of fuckin’ friends she’s got, but if I find out she’s got my sister in some shit, I’ll be having words with her.”
“Need company on the ride, man?” Tracker asks without hesitation.
“You just got back,” I remind him. “You up for another ride?”
“Yeah, brother. Why the fuck not.”
“Hey,” Bear grumbles from beside me. “I’m comin’ too.”
I point my finger in Bear’s face. “You come, you keep your eyes off my sister.”
“Hey, man, she’s like my sister too,” he says quickly, palms up.
“Yeah, just keep it that way.”
“Your sister a hottie, man?” Tracker asks through the phone.
“Shut the fuck up. Either you or Bear look at her in any kind of way, I’ll fuck you up. Now hurry the fuck up, get me the intel, and meet me out front. We have some ridin’ to do.”