Page 441 of Sticks and Stones
“Go. I’ve got this. We’ll sit our new friends down, and we’ll wait for your text.”
Gene looked around at the roomful of Feds watching over the men who were being arrested, and keeping the others from leaving.
“Who has a vehicle in the alley?”
One of the Feds raised his hand.
“I need your ride,” Gene said.
He tossed him Ethan’s keys.
“Drive this back to the office, and we’ll meet you there. Oh, and for god’s sake. Be careful. That’s his baby,” he said, pointing at Ethan.
He wasn’t wrong.
Only, Gene was technically his baby.
Together, they headed out the back, the way Ethan and Greyson had come in. Once there, they got in, and drove away, heading away from the two cops at the end of the alley.
Since it was a blacked-out ride, they wouldn’t know who left.
All the way there, Gene was seething.
This was when Ethan had to talk him down. Anger was one thing, but that blood red rage was something else.
“You can’t hurt him. We have to bring him in without a scratch on him. He’ll go down for this, but only if you keep your temper in check.”
Oh, he was aware.
“What they did to Corbin, and what the man started that caused that…”
He put his hand on his leg.
“I know,” he said, as Gene navigated the slick streets.
Gene tried to calm himself down.
“I’ll do the job, but I’m definitely going to need a vacation. That’s for damn sure.”
Oh, and they’d get it.
The trek to the city council building didn’t take long, and when they got there, the commissioner’s car was gone.
Well, shit.
They needed to know how far behind him they were. All they could hope was it wasn’t too late.
In fact, they’d not seen him in his office earlier. For all they knew, he’d been bullshitting them, and that’s why he kept them waiting.
Had his lacky kept them busy to help his boss get away?
Oh, if he did, Landry was going to have Gene’s size sixteen boot up his ass.
Throwing the car into park, Gene and Ethan got out to jog up the stairs. There was always security there, and that would give them an idea of how far behind the commissioner they were.
Inside, the same guard they saw earlier was sitting behind the counter.
“Hey!” Gene said.
