Page 106 of Blue-Eyed Jacks
“Your worst nightmare.Code black.”
In the background noise, I could make out Hickey’s fingers hitting a keyboard.
“Where are you?”I asked.
“In the war room.Shock just left.”
“Nonno still there?”
“Yup.He’s doing shots with Wolf.What happened inside?”
“Fuckers stripped me.”
Hickey snorted.“Called it.”
“Yeah, you did.Kate and Zoe get out?”
“Yup.Speck says they left about fifteen minutes ago.”
Damn, Tits worked fast.“Good.You got a bead on them?”
“They’re heading west on the interstate.”
West?What the fuck?
“Who let them out the gate?”
“Fucking Hammer.”
They’d begun to call the prospect Hammer because he was dumber than a box of them.“Call Tits.”
“Dude, Wolf is not going to thank you for that.”
“Don’t care.I wanna know why they’re going the direction they’re going.”I expected south.Tit’s home chapter was that direction.South and east.
“Fucking bullshit,” Hickey muttered under his breath.
“You’ll be free of it soon.”
He didn’t bother to reply, opting to concentrate on the other call.There was a brief exchange back and forth, then Hickey swore.
“What?”
He asked, “Are you sure?”
“Am I sure about what?”I asked.
“Not you, Tits.She says her girls haven’t moved yet.”
“What the fuck are they waiting for?”
Andshit.If Kate and Zoe had left already, who had them?“Wait a minute, get Hammer on the line.Find out who the fuck was with Kate and Zoe, what they were driving, and—”
“J, on it.Hammer says they were in one of Shock’s vans.He figured you planned it that way.”
“Dumb ass.”I cursed the day we opened the doors to that idiot.
Hickey broke into my diatribe.“I know you’re not calling me that, right?”
