Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
He had pretty much the same reaction I did and I signaled my guys and his boy Max to move in and keep his crazy ass contained. “I have to put eyes on her.” There was no stopping him from going to her and it was amazing how alike we were. We’d both had the same thought after seeing our women in a flesh book. That’s the loose term we use for trafficking magazines. Something the general public would not believe actually existed but did.
While he was gone I let the others in on what was going on. Shit I still had to call the SEALs and get them here since this shit involved them as well. I wouldn’t know all I needed to know until they got here and that shit couldn’t come soon enough.
I had another matter on my hand that could spell more trouble than even I was ready for. I brought it to Creed’s attention on his return. “That’s Lyon’s kid.” We both knew what that shit meant. All the men involved thus far were military. We had discipline and limits to a point. Colton Lyon didn’t know the meaning of either word.
“This is going to be fucked.”
“Yeah I know. I gotta call him in.” I’d called my guys and Creed’s right hand man in the room with us to contain Creed. I’d need a whole fucking battalion to restrain Colt. I thought of the best way to do this shit and no matter how I looked at it there was no right answer.
In the end I just called him and told him I needed to see him. He was a suspicious bastard by nature, but I didn’t give him anymore than I needed to on the phone. Colt and I met years ago when I went to his shop to buy my bike. He was the best in the business so that was an easy call. But becoming friends was something else entirely.
He’s the kind of man you want in your corner if shit goes south, and for someone who’d never been on the battlefield, he was a fucking general down to his toes. The one drawback was he’s fuck crazy and the only one who can rein him in that I know of is his wife.
We had no other choice but to wait for the others to show up. I had my guys do some recon later that night and they found the bird the SEALs were after. Some guy named Stockton. I ran him and the more we learned the worse the shit got. It looked like our government was into some sick shit which if true was gonna start a war on my turf. Fuck!
Chapter 7
LAW
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After everyone showed up we went back to the drawing board. I’d given the others a heads-up about Colt and what might happen once he found his daughter in that damn book. He’d been joking around at the expense of us military types before we headed to the clubhouse but he wasn’t fooling me. He was wound so tight one wrong move and all hell would break loose.
“Okay Lyon, the rest of us have had time to look at this shit in the last day or so. I’m gonna show you what we’ve got and then we’re gonna decide what to do next. As it stands we have more questions than answers…”
“Bro, you’re starting to make me nervous, I don’t like being nervous, just tell me what the fuck…” I passed the album off to him and waited.
I saw his brow furrow as he paged through and felt my muscles tense when he came to the page I knew his kid was on. “Caitie Bear? What the fuck is this? Who the fuck are these kids?”
“That’s what we’re trying to figure out.”
“Start fucking talking.” He looked around the table at all of us, his face set in stone. “Lo?” I turned to the man who’d sent me the book.
“Right. The book you’re holding in your hand was confiscated from the home of a man we suspect is guilty of human trafficking among other things...”
The fucker flew out his seat and headed for the door. Everyone in the room got to their feet because that’s what the fuck you do when confronted with a dangerous animal on the loose.
“Where the fuck is he?”
“We don’t know, that’s what we’re trying to find out, but I’m afraid this shit is bigger than we thought and it stretches far and wide.”
“I need five.” He pulled his phone and walked out of the room, with his boy Jared on his heels. “We wait.” I told the others as we took our seats. Hopefully whatever call he was making would give him time to cool the fuck down so he didn’t destroy my place with his shit. Fuck!