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As I walk through the doors, my phone buzzes again. This time it’s Tech.
“Did you find somethin’?” I ask.
“Sure did,” he says.
“Well, don’t keep me waitin’,” I tell him.
“At the building in Austin, there’s a parking garage across the street,” he starts. “I hacked into the security cameras. Found Athena with Kevin and two cartel guys. The cameras showed them goin’ down the elevator, but the camera cuts out before they get to the first floor. I couldn’t find them on any other camera. It’s like they just vanished.”
“Son of a bitch,” I roar.
“Clutch called Kicks and Buster to meet us over here,” Tech tells me. “We’re gonna walk around and explore the place.”
“Keep me updated,” I order. “Shade and Buzz are headed back with a couple of stragglers they picked up. So, we’ll be gettin’ to know them.”
“Right on. I’ll let you know what we find,” he says and hangs up.
“What’s the word?” Raze asks as I slide my phone back into my pocket. All the brothers who weren’t given a task are hangin’ out in the main room.
I take a minute to update everyone on what both Buzz and Tech told me. “If all y’all want to come up to the barn to watch the torture session, you can. But we won’t need everyone.”
“Of course, we’re all gonna be up there with you,” Rascal says.
“We wanna be ready to roll as soon as we get information out of these clowns,” Diesel adds.
I nod my head. “Alright, let’s go. They should be gettin’ there soon.”
The lot of us get to the barn before Shade and Buzz do, which gives us time to get set up, so we’re ready to go when they do get here.
“How do you wanna do this, Prez?” Ratchet asks.
“Meat hooks to hang them from. Make sure there are tarps under each of them,” I tell him.
“What tools should we play with?” he questions.
“Just the knives for now,” I say. “We’ll save the other fun stuff for our buddy, Kevin.”
Chapter Thirty-Three
Bull
Ratchet and I are sharpening knives when Shade and Buzz pull up. Ranger and Sketch head out to help them bring the two cartel guys inside.
“These assholes are a lot heavier than they look,” Buzz whines.
“Just get ‘em up on the hooks,” I order.
The two cartel guys already have their wrists zip tied together. Shade lifts one guy up while Buzz places his arms over the hook. Meanwhile, Ranger and Sketch are doin’ the same thing with the second guy just a few feet away.
“Somebody wake up thing one and thing two, so we can get this show on the road,” I announce.
Ratchet takes a jar of smelling salts and holds it up to thing one’s, the guy on the left, nose. He grunts and jerks away from the jar, which gives Ratchet the go-ahead to move to thing two. His eyes shoot open instantly.
“Where the hell are we?” Thing two asks, glancing around. “What are you doin’ to us?”
“You’re with the Savage Menaces MC,” I tell him. “We need information about Miguel Torres and his new buddy, Kevin Burkley. And you’re gonna tell us everything we wanna know.”
Thing two spits at my feet. “Like hell I am!”
