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His rage permeated the interior, seething and festering until flashes of the rectory returned. Filthy fucking cunt. It deserves to be beaten. Open your legs, Daughter. Open them or I’ll shove this cane all the way in your?—
“A?” Ben snapped. “You there? We’ve lost him. Call me when you can. I need a location for this guy.” He glared at the traffic, then finished. “Call me when you can.”
He hung up the call and focused on the traffic. “We need that motherfucker…” He glanced into the rear-view mirror at me. “We need that key.”
Streets passed by in a blur. He seemed to know where he was going, turning hard into an alley before bottoming out as we exited.
His cell rang, the caller ID displayed on the console. Lazarus. Ben leaned forward and pressed the button to answer the call.
“Do you have him?” Laz sounded desperate, his heavy steps thudding in the background. Behind that were voices, frantic voices. I caught London’s voice barking commands.
“No, not yet,” Ben snapped.
“Anna is almost there, she’s so close. We have the men gathering. The moment she has the location, we’re moving. Leave that’s fucker, we’ll go after Hale ourselves,” Laz urged. “We don’t need him anymore.
“I can’t, son.” Ben pushed the car harder. “We have to put an end to any means of escape. I can’t let him come for my family again. I won’t let that happen. I need to finish this. We cut off every head of the goddamn snake. We will get him, Laz. Do you hear me? He will never touch your daughter. Not while I’m alive.”
He yanked the wheel as a message flashed. “I gotta go, son. I’ll call as soon as I have him.”
“Okay, but Dad, hurry.”
Laz ended the call, leaving Ben to his answer. “Alastair, talk to me.”
“I have him.” His voice was low and hushed. “We’re running.”
“Where are you?”
“We’re…wait a second. The bank of units behind Galveston Road. They’re distributors, hardcore motherfuckers. You don’t want to come here.”
“Drug runners?” Ben shook his head. “Fuck. That’s all we need.”
“I think I can get him out of here. If I can lead him south, you can wait for us at that empty warehouse off Walker’s Lane. You know the one?”
“I know the one.”
“Give me twenty minutes and I’ll take him there. Be there, and you can get what you want.”
Ben wrenched the wheel and punched the accelerator. “We’ll be there, and Alastair? Don’t let me down.”
The call ended. I gripped the armrest, sliding with the turn as we headed south.
“Whatever happens, we get that information, then we get the hell out of there. If Anna has the location, we move and keep on moving. We have a narrow window here.”
He sounded desperate, more than desperate. He sounded on the edge. His wide, dark eyes shone in the mirror. The swipe of his hand across his mouth was nothing but nerves. He shifted his focus back to the road, driving through the backstreets where thugs and lookouts were sitting in parked cars, watching everyone who drove past.
We were close to the drug runners, that was easy to see.
“Eyes up, boys.” Ben urged as he slowed but kept on driving.
Colt said nothing. The Son didn’t even react as two men stepped toward his side of the car and lifted their shirts to reveal big silvery guns in the waistbands of their boxers. He just looked away, focusing on the road ahead. But I had a feeling those men wouldn’t like it if we pulled over…not one bit at all.
“Up ahead.” Ben glanced into the rearview mirror. “I’m dropping you, Colt, and Caleb off at the corner. I need you to make your way down in case that fucker slips past us again. Keep your eyes up and stay together.”
Wait…he was dropping us here?
I glanced over my shoulder at the seedy apartment complex and its criminal guardians as Ben slowed the four-wheel drive.
“I’ll call you if there’s any trouble.” Ben said as he met my stare and reached to grab something from under the seat before handing me a gun. “I don’t need to remind you what’s at stake here.”
