Page 14 of Echoes of Fear

“I appreciate your help, Knox,” I say, standing and nodding to my men. “If you have any questions for me, just call my cell. Do you have something to write it down on?”

“No need,” he smiles. “I already have the contact information for every member of your club.”

“Of course, you do,” I chuckle. “Ghost, we appreciate you letting Knox help us and allowing us to set up base within your territory. We’re not one for club wars when so many other people need our attention.”

“Agreed,” Ghost says, grabbing my outstretched hand. “We’ll all get together soon. I’m sure Pops will want to have a cookout before too long.”

“Anytime, just let me know.”

“See you tomorrow, Taylor,” Blaze says, clasping my hand.

Knox remains on the floor while I gather my men.

“Bye, little one,” I whisper as I walk by.

His whispered bye melts right into my very heart.

Chapter Three

Knox

“Hey, Prez, do you have a minute?” I ask from my desk. Ghost is sitting at his desk on the other side of the room, looking over some papers. “We might have a problem.”

“I don’t much care for problems, Knox,” he sighs.

“Yeah, well, this is a problem you might want to care about. I’ll toss it on the TV screen.”

With a few clicks, I have my screen projecting onto the TV.

“What am I looking at?” he asks.

“Currently, it’s the security feed I have set up inside of the mayor’s private home,” I explain.

“And you are watching his house because?”

“Because he asked me to, of course,” I say. “But that’s not what I wanted to show you.”

I minimize the mayor’s feed and pull up the Obsidian’s front gate feed.

“Watch.”

“I’m not seeing anything, Knox,” he says.

“Just wait.”

Several seconds pass before it happens.

“It’s glitching,” he tells me. “I can’t see the footage clearly.”

“Now, watch this.”

I shove the gate feed into the corner of the screen and pull up every camera angle I have in and around the Obsidian clubhouse. Now, you can see well over a dozen different screens simultaneously. Our entire property.

“Is there something wrong with the connection?” he asks when he notices the glitches are all over the place. “We’ve never had this issue before.”

“Pay close attention and tell me what you see on the screen as a whole. Not just the individual feeds.”

I remain silent while Ghost works through what he’s seeing.

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