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Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 117494 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 587(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
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But we had another matter.

I asked Rash, “I want the names of the men Crow was working with.”

“Done.” He listed them off, and those guys began running, cursing.

It was short work, but their own caught the men, and handed each one over to my club. They were hauled off and we’d handle them after this. After that, there was one more item.

“Where is your sister taking my woman?”

Rash hesitated this time before saying, “I got no clue. She’s going rogue.”

43

KALI

Something was wrong.

Felt it thirty minutes into driving, and knew it in my gut hours later. The problem, though, was that I didn’t know who or what was actually dangerous. If I turned my phone on, who could tap into my GPS? We stopped at a gas station and I wanted to call Shane, but Shelly came around the corner at that moment. Could I call Shane? Would that alert someone that I didn’t want being alerted? I had no idea, and I tried again in the bathroom, but she came into the next stall.

When I left, she was right behind me.

It happened at the next gas station.

I was starting to think she was scared to leave me alone, which added to my gut feeling that something was seriously wrong here.

I wished I had Aly to bounce ideas off, or Harper? Or even Justin, though Justin was always way more calm than the rest of us.

We were entering Arizona when I broached the topic, “Where in Amarillo are we going?”

“Huh?” There was an edge to her tone.

My stomach dropped.

How to explain when the unspoken very much moves into the realm where it’s very obvious and you need to act on it? Because we were there. Or I was there. We needed to ‘head off’ the Red Demons so it wouldn’t make sense to stop at a hotel, but I was getting this feeling more and more that I needed to stall.

I needed more time.

I was so out of my depth here. Dealing with Claudia, handling Foley, approaching my mom with caution, those were familiar terrain for me. This, whatever this was, I had no clue, but I wanted a gun and why would I want a gun? Though, anyone knowingly going to stop a bunch of Red Demons against the Cartel… guess that made sense.

I felt like I was going crazy, but in my gut, I didn’t think I was nuts at all.

Shelly was flat out lying to me, and I was starting to feel like I was the kidnapped hostage.

“Where are we going? Can we go over the plan?”

She dropped her cigarette, ground it out, and got into the car.

I didn’t. My door was open, but holy God. Could I run now? Was that what I should do? I had no idea.

“What are you doing?” she barked.

I jumped, but frowned. “Okay. Lay off the attitude with me.”

“Come on! If we want to get there in time to figure out where the Reds are coming from, we gotta go now. They don’t stop and chill. When they ride, they go hard. They party after their job is done. We gotta go.”

I was still hesitating.

“Now, Kali!”

I jumped again, but got in, shut my door, and immediately I was cursing myself. Why did I do that?

Oh, screw it. “I have to go back.”

“What?”

“I forgot to get water. We’re going to need more water. Turn back for the gas station.”

“Are you shitting me?”

“No. Water. Come on.”

She kept going, her face hard, but letting out a dramatic sigh and a curse, she swung the car around. As soon as we got to the station, I jumped out and went to the water aisle. Knowing her, if something actually was wrong, she’d be watching me. As I moved, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on.

A guy was lingering in front of the water, so I got right behind him. Perfect. He had no idea I was there. I had time.

None of this could be obvious.

He picked out one. No, two. No, he put them both back. Then he saw me. “Oh, sorry! I can’t decide. You go ahead.”

“It’s okay.”

He was still moving aside.

And I was panicking. “Uh, are you getting the water for yourself?”

“My girlfriend, but she always has to have a certain brand. I can never remember what the bottle looks like. You go ahead.”

“No. I’m good. You remember the lettering of the brand?”

Suspicion started to creep into his gaze, but he only moved away a step.

My phone started buzzing and ringing.

His eyes went down, saw I was holding the phone and staring at him as I was unlocking my phone, and then moving to silence it. No buzzes. No alerts. Nothing could get through.

“Uh–”

“You remember seeing pink from her bottle?”

“Huh?” He was still distracted, watching me working my phone.

“The bottle. Sometimes when the water is drunk, there’s a flamingo on the inside of the bottle. Guys remember the pink, but don’t remember the flamingo.”


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