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Over the next several hours we make a plan and iron out all the details of his and Leah’s move. The plan is for them to make the move within the next month. That gives him time to find a place for the two of them and hopefully line up some work. I told Sam I’d ask Gabriel if maybe Reid needed some help. His and Nikolai’s business is doing so well, so I’m hoping they can hook Sam up. When we hear Gabriel’s truck pull up outside, Sam stands.
"Well, that’s my cue."
"Are you sure you have to go now? You can stay for dinner."
"Naw, I need to get back home. I don’t want Leah to stay another night alone."
I shake off my disappointment at the mention of our friend.
"Okay. Call or text me when you get home. And tell Leah I’m going to call her tomorrow."
"I will, little momma," he says kissing the top of my head.
Walking over to the front door, Sam is sliding on his coat when Gabriel walks in.
"Cariño Sweetheart," he acknowledges me first with a kiss and pulling me into his side before offering his hand to Sam.
"Gabriel," Sam greets in return. Once he’s in his truck and begins to drive away, I give one last wave before closing the door.
"Everything okay, babe?"
With a heavy and hopeful heart, I answer him. "It will be."
Chapter Twenty-two
Gabriel
Before leaving the house, I shoot a text off to Prez because I’m supposed to be at the clubhouse right now with the rest of the men but I’m running late. I wasn’t leaving Alba until I knew someone was with her. I don’t want her left alone in the house until I find and eliminate the threat to her and my baby. Sam isn’t my ideal as to who she should be left with, I would prefer one of the brothers, but my woman was too excited to find out he was coming out for a visit for me to protest. Putting aside the fact that I still don’t like him, I waited for him to get here before I left. I’m banking on Reid being able to dig up some answers to who this Calvin Green is.
Church is well over by the time I get out to the clubhouse. Being a weekday, most of the guys need to get to their day jobs. Time doesn’t stop for no one and several of my brothers have families to take care of. Hell, even my client list is starting to back up at the shop, but they aren’t my top priority right now. My family is.
As I’m pulling up to the clubhouse gate, Prez is in his SUV about to come out from the other side. When the gate opens we roll up next to one another, stop then put down our windows.
"You get your woman squared away this morning?" Prez leans out his window and asks me.
"Sam is with her. Sorry I missed church, Prez. I couldn’t leave her by herself," I tell him.
"Don’t worry about it. Until this shit is resolved she shouldn’t be alone. Reid and Quinn are the only ones left back there. I’ll let them fill you in on everything. I gotta run down to that new construction site on the south end of town and meet Nikolai. You need me you call, and Logan is at the shop if you can’t reach me," he informs me.
"Got it," I answer before he rolls up his window and proceeds down the dirt road. I roll past the gate and up to the clubhouse parking my truck. I don’t have to go looking for anyone because both Quinn and Reid are sitting at the table drinking coffee in the main bar area. Both their heads lift in my direction as I approach the table, "What we got this morning?" I ask.
"To start, I can’t find shit on this Calvin Green. I got into the school’s database. Here is his headshot they had on file," he hands me the 4×6 photo, "They have him listed as a former employee who quit two weeks ago. All his credentials on the surface seem legit, but a background check pulls up nothing. I think you will have to make a run to Bozeman tomorrow," Reid says.
Fuck.
Quinn takes a swallow of his coffee then looks up at me, "Prez wants you and I to go out to Charley’s and ask around. See if any newbies have been seen passing through. Austin just called before you walked in and gave Reid a list of locations he drove Alba to the other day. There’s a possibility we can get into some security feeds or Department of Transportation cameras to pinpoint any activity
in those areas on that day."
We’re going in circles and running off of theories at this point.
"Did Prez have you dig into Santino’s family for me? Can we rule them out?"
Reid leans back in his chair and closes his laptop, "I looked into it last night. I’m pretty sure we can rule them out. He didn’t leave too many people behind. No wife, no kids. This Calvin Green, I have a feeling this is who our main focus is going to be on. Grace’s Bakery was on the list of places the truck was parked the other day. Since we know her, why don’t you stop by there sometime today and see about taking a look at her security feed."
Finally, a direction and a person of interest. Right now, I’m thankful for Sam showing up when he did, or we would still be chasing empty leads because we had absolutely none. Knowing what this guy looks like definitely helps in the attempt to catch something or someone on a camera somewhere. That is, if Reid can find anything. If anyone can do it, he can. His hacking skills have spoken for themselves over the years in helping this club in more situations than I can count.
Now my only issue is getting through the day stuck with Quinn. The fucker talks too damn much. The man can’t seem to appreciate silence like I do, even when the conversations are usually one sided he still tries. It’s nothing personal, it’s just not who I am, and he knows that. Doesn’t stop him from trying though.
