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Boogie and I weren’t afraid of much. I could name everything on one hand and my biggest fear was Ally, now that she had a target the size of Texas on her back. Lately I had a foreboding sense of something about to go wrong, and it had been nagging at me for over a week.
The moment Mars told me someone had tripped a sensor at Christmas Town, I knew something wasn’t right, but when he said several more sensors had gone off, I panicked like I never had before. It made my heart cease beating. This is what I had been waiting for subconsciously.
Boogie and I were doing a delivery an hour away and thank fucking Lucifer because I could have lost my shit if I had been three hours away. I weaved in and out of traffic with Boogie close to me. I hit it on the open road and we arrived in forty-five minutes. I parked in the back, threw my helmet off and took my keys. I called Maverick immediately.
“Yeah?” She answered on the first ring.
“Talk to me,” I said, pulling out my gun.
“Perimeter is secure, Ruger and Winchester are in the woods,” she said. “You need to come to the kitchen now.”
The last part she said quietly.
“On our way,” I clipped.
Boogie tilted his head as he studied me. He had his skull balaclava already on.
“What are we walking into?”
“Everythingis secure,” I said, about to knock on the door.
“What's wrong?” Boogie grabbed my arm.
“Nothing, I just need to see her,” I said, pulling away before knocking.
The door opened and I was greeted with a gun to my face. Lance pushed the gun away, motioning for us to follow him.
“Did you find anyone?” Boogie asked.
“No one, nothing, not even tracks,” he clipped. “Winchester and Ruger are still out, but we saw nothing when we were out earlier, and I don’t expect for them to find anything.”
“Maybe it wasn’t anything,” I said, feeling hopeful until he looked back at me.
His grim expression made me uneasy.
“What the fuck happened?” Boogie snapped as we turned into the kitchen.
I immediately locked eyes with Ally. She looked bored and irritated except I saw the small flicker of fear. A man sat across from her as I studied him until he looked at me. He stood up and nodded at me, doing the same to Boogie.
“Hey, Doll,” I said, pulling her towards me.
She pulled away, but I didn’t let her as I held on to her tighter.
“I’m fine,” she said in a bored tone. “Nothing happened.”
“What the fuck is this?” Boogie snarled.
“It was in her bedroom,” Maverick said, as I turned my attention to the clothing in the bag and the note on top of it.
I stilled at the words on the paper, and took a deep breath before I did something irrational. Boogie reached for the bag when Maverick slapped his hand away. Ally froze in my arms.
“Don’t get your prints on it,” Maverick clipped. “I want to get it analyzed. We might get something from it.”
Boogie glared at her, a knife already in his hand and if I cared even an ounce, I would be worried for her. Maverick had a hand on her gun as we waited to see what would happen, but I enjoyed the slight fear she had in her eyes. The triplets might be feared, but Boogie made your nightmares look like child's play.
“Boogie,” Ally said, pushing away from me.
I crushed her to me when she glared at me.
