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“Don’t start sweet-talking me, playboy.” I chuckle. He clears his throat.?
“I sent the address; I’ll see you soon.” He blurts and then hangs up.?
What the fuck could be going on now??
It takes about thirty minutes to get to Brimstone, considering his warehouse is right on the borderline of Brimstone and Blackstone Heights on the opposite side of Whitestone Lake; that’s how big it is. Pulling up, I see bikes parked and an opened U-Haul truck. This building looks so fucking run down and out of place. A barbed wire fence surrounds the property, and it’s too dark to see how deep the property line goes. I get out of my G-wagon and head for the front door. I ring the bell, and I’m immediately buzzed in. I pull the door open to–Is that crying children? ?I walk deeper into the warehouse, which is in pristine shape, considering what the outside looks like. This place is enormous. Someone grabs my arm, pulling my attention back to why the fuck I am here.?
“Jade, Thank God! We need your help,” Ophelia says, out of breath.?
“Where’s Reid? What the fuck is going on?” I ask. She leads me deeper into the warehouse. I see Bianca on the floor playing a game with a few kids. From what I gather, there’s at least twenty young kids and ten possible teenagers. Where the fuck did they all come from? Ophelia hands me a little boy with black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He’s so freaking cute. I give him a little tickle, and the biggest smile spreads across his face. Jesus, why does he look so fucking familiar? I do it again, and he giggles.?
“O, how old are these kids? I need answers; I’m so fucking confused.”?
“Their ages range. The teenagers have been a big help, but Reid will have the answers you seek. It’s not my place considering who the shipment came from.” She quips.
“Shipment? You mean these are trafficked kids? What the fuck?” I gape.?
“I thought you knew about this? Didn’t Reid explain over the phone?” She asks, her brows narrowing with confusion.
“No, he just told me it was an emergency. Where is the fucker?”?
“Go down straight back, make a left, and his office is the last door on the right.” She points towards the double doors in the back. I look at the little boy still in my arms,
“Do you want him, or should I take him with me? When was the last time he was fed?”
“Your guess is as good as mine, we are getting a care package for supplies. They need baths, clothes, and food. I’m assuming that’s what Reid is doing back there.” She nods her head in the direction I need to go. I take “little man” with me. He swirls my hair in his fingers, trying to eat it. I follow O’s directions and I come to the door and stop. I see a beautiful little blonde girl sitting on Spade’s lap. Her little head rested against his chest. I step in the doorway, and he looks over to me, eyes widening as he looks at me and the baby, then back up at me. I see a smile pull at his lips. Huh?
“So, Reid, you want to tell me what the hell is going on?” I raise a brow at him and sit on the couch in front of his desk.
“Well, Fallon, I got a call tonight for a shipment to intercept. It’s always been women, never once has it ever been children. Which makes me wonder about a lot of things, but we will get to that later. This shipment was from the Pierces,” he states.?
“Wow, so not only are they into trafficking women, but they are also stealing kids and trafficking them too? Do we know who the shipment was being sold too? Was there any paperwork? Cell phones, anything?”?
“Nothing; cell phones were all burners. Not a single trace of any names or connections, whoever the buyer is, is going to be fucking mad.”
“Wait, you and the others are the ones who intercepted the shipment a few months back?”
“Yes, we were setting up D’mitri to take the fall, which worked with the Triads but not with the Pierces. Nothing ever came from that. If you think about it, it’s been very quiet,” he speculates, tapping his tattooed fingers on the desk. The little one in his arms starts to stir. She picks her head up off his chest, and her big, bright eyes connect with mine. She hops off his lap and makes her way over to me. She climbs up onto my lap, placing her little hand on my scarred cheek.?
“Tá tú go hálainn,” she says, my eyes widening at her words. I grab her little hand and squeeze it.
“Mar sin an bhfuil tú cailín deas,” I whisper, and she smiles.?
“Is this what you needed me for?” I raise a brow at Spade.?
“Yes, I knew the language sounded familiar. Then it clicked: I needed you—she needed you.” He whispers.?
“We need to find their families. How can we help them for the time being? Do you have a plan yet?” I ask, holding both kids tight in my arms. This is a surreal feeling, and as much as I am pissed at Spade and the others, I can’t walk away from these kids.?
“I’ve got people working on getting beds and the essentials for everyone. I called a catering company to feed everyone, but we will need more supplies in order to provide for the toddlers. I have to call The Brotherhood and see what they say. This is a shitshow, and I’m out of my element when it comes to kids.”?
“Well, whatever you need, just say the word. Do you want me to call Flynn and see about missing kids in Ireland? This little one is an Irish native, she must belong to someone. ‘Little man’ over here, I’m not sure where he’s from, but he looks so familiar, and I cannot for the life of me put my finger on it.” Spade gets up and rounds the desk. He crouches down in front of me and places his forehead against mine.?
“Thank you for coming, I know I don’t deserve it, but thank you. For what it’s worth, they look good on your hips.” He smirks.?
“I’m doing it for them,” I turn my head, kissing both children’s foreheads.?
“I’m sorry, Babygirl,” he whispers so low I swear I imagined the words. Our eyes connect, and my chest tightens. He starts to lean in, and I look away, staring down at the little blonde beauty who fell asleep on me.
