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“Demo, we have to go.”
Owen scowled at me, then his features relaxed when he saw the look on my face. “Everything okay?” he asked, recognizing my war face.
“It will be,” I told him. “If you leave that, I’ll stop by as soon as I can to get it off there.” I wasn’t going to leave him to clean up my mess.
He shook his head. “Go take care of business, Warrant. I’ve got this.” That was the thing about Owen. He was loyal to a fault and the most trustworthy man I knew. He never asked what I got up to—knew he didn’t want to know—but he’d never ask me not to help my club. He understood my need to be in the Berserker’s Rage. To belong. That group of fucking misfits were like family. I needed them. Needed the MC lifestyle. He knew I’d make this up to him.
“What’s going on?” Demo asked as we jogged across the lot toward our bikes.
“Time to get to work,” I told him. There wasn’t time to explain. Cypher would do that when we got back to the clubhouse. My heart rate picked up and I couldn’t help the grim smile that spread over my face. Last thing I wanted was for kids to be in trouble, but fuck was I ready for some action. If nothing else, it would help keep my mind off my own personal problems.
CHAPTER 16
Warrant
We hurried into church and sat down. Cypher was on his phone, nodding at whatever the person on the other line was saying.
“Kids have been missing for about ten hours,” Glitch said in a low voice.
“Why did they wait so long to call?” Cynic asked.
“Wait, why are they calling us at all?” I asked. When everyone stared at me, I shook my head and held my hands up in a pacifying gesture. “Not that we wouldn’t help. Of course we will, but like…Austin doesn’t really know us. And Austin is a long way from here. We’ve got some gaps in this story.”
“Right,” Rotor said with a shake of his own head. His hair flopped into his face. One of these days I was going to sneak into his room and buzz cut that hair. It was shaved short on the sides, but long on top and got longer the closer it was to his face, likea reverse Mohawk. I didn’t know how it didn’t drive him nuts. “You aren’t fully caught up.”
“What kids?” Demo asked, looking confused.
Now everyone was staring at him then back at me with disgust. “There wasn’t time,” I muttered. “Couple of the kids from the Austin Viking’s Rampage were kidnapped.”
“Oh shit,” Demo said, eyes widening. “How many bodies do we need to clean up?”
“None yet,” Scythe said. “Their techies found footage of the kidnappers. That’s all we know. Cypher’s talking with their president, Cade, and Lockout now, getting more information.”
“So, the question still stands. Why call us? We heading to Austin for manpower?” I asked.
“I think they’re heading our way,” Torque said. He wasn’t usually in on our meetings since he wasn’t an officer, but the seriousness of the situation meant everyone was present and accounted for.
“To Wyoming?” Jury asked with a frown.
“The fuck would kidnappers take some kids from Austin and bring them to Wyoming for?” Pyre asked. He hadn’t spoken much over the last few weeks. It was good to see the fury there in his eyes. Maybe this would help distract him from his family’s recent loss. Not that anyone wanted kids to be missing or anything. It was going to be tough to say anything good about this situation without adding that caveat. Missing kids was one of the worst things that could happen.
“That’s what Cypher’s trying to figure out,” Scythe said with a shrug.
“If Rat and Ari send over what they have I can run through it, too,” Glitch offered. “See if I spot anything they may have missed. I can pull in Switch if needed, too.”
Switch was a friend of one of the Tucson guys’ old ladies. And now, apparently a friend of Glitch’s as well. No one had met herin person, but she’d helped us out a couple of times and we knew she could be trusted.
“Pretty sure those two are on your level of genius when it comes to tech shit,” I said, remembering Toxic talking about the married duo from Austin and how good they were with computers.
“They are,” Glitch said with a nod. “But they’re too close to this. They know those kids. Love those kids. They might have missed something.”
“Good point,” Scythe replied. “I’ll get Cypher to have them send everything over as soon as he’s done.”
We waited in tense silence while Cypher finished his call. As soon as he set the phone down he sighed and scrubbed a hand over his face. “This is fucked. Riggs is the vice president over there in Austin. He and his old lady, Anna, were inside a store when it happened. Their fifteen-year-old son volunteered to stay in the car and watch his three-year-old sister, who fell asleep. They didn’t want to wake her just to run into the store for something quick.”
“They were in there for eight minutes and thirty-six seconds.”
We all stared at Glitch as he tapped at his laptop. The thing went everywhere with him. I was pretty sure he wrapped it up in a water tight bag so he could shower with it.
