Page 69 of Sinner's Fury

“Found him walking out of the sheriff’s station. Something about someone forging his signature. It doesn’t matter. You need to take him back to New York with you. I can’t take him with me.”

“Well, I don’t want him!”

“He can stay here until he’s sober,” King offered.

“Good luck with that,” I snarked. “Fucker can find liquor like a bloodhound. Damn good doctor, but he’s a drunk.”

“Not drunk.” Bane slurred, damn near slipping from his stool.

Rolling my eyes, I groaned when I looked at my watch. “Carly and I need to get on the road if we’re going to catch that plane.”

“Ghost and Jingles will follow in case of trouble. Call when you land,” King said, shaking my hand as two Silver Shadows’ brothers headed for the front door.

Turning to Shane Keller, I said, “Please take care of our kids. Those girls are my life.”

“Does that now include my daughter and grandson?”

Looking at Carly, I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“My grandbabies will be fine. Go, do what you need to.”

“The kids will be fine,” Vicious added, quickly hugging me. “Linsey sends her love.”

Nodding, I grabbed Carly’s hand as we followed the two men out of the clubhouse.

Like King said, we landed at LaGuardia at three in the afternoon on the dot. After disembarking the plane, I easily hailed a cab that would take us directly to Davenport Tower.

Neither Carly nor I had said much to each other after we left the clubhouse in Nebraska. I didn’t know about her, but I fucking hated the idea of being separated from my girls. I didn’t lie when I said they were my world. They were. They were the very best of me. I did, however, feel a smidge better knowing that Vicious and Shane would be taking them to Linsey. I knew my girls would be thrilled to see their aunt and cousins again.

“Do you think he’s okay?” I heard Carly whisper as she watched New York City fly past while the cab weaved in and out of traffic.

Reaching for her hand, I chuckled. “I’m sure he’s fine. Surrounded by five little girls, Drew has probably sought refuge with his grandfather or Vicious. I know I would.”

“I’ve never been away from him.”

“Carly, he will be in your arms before you know it. As soon as we find the information we’re looking for, we never have to step foot back in this city again.”

She lightly sniffed, nodding her head.

Thanks to city traffic, the cab finally pulled up in front of Davenport Tower, two fucking hours after we landed. Tired of sitting, I quickly got out of the cab and held out my hand for Carly, and together we walked back into the building where we first met.

“Back where we started.” She smirked, stepping into the elevator.

“Only this time, we know the score.”

The second the elevator stopped on my floor and the doors opened, I reached inside my coat for my gun. Pulling back on the chamber, I loaded a bullet as I slowly looked both ways before exiting. Heading straight for my door, I quickly unlocked it and stepped in, closing the door behind me.

“How long do you think we have before they know you’re back?”

“Depending on who’s watching the feeds, maybe ten minutes. Twenty, if we’re lucky, before they show up.”

“So, gather what we can, right?”

“Exactly.” I smiled, heading straight for my office, only to find Montana Stone sitting behind my desk, pointing a gun right at me.

“Hello, Fury.”

Chapter Twenty-Five

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