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“Thanks, Huck.”
“Yeah yeah yeah. Just know we will now be placing bets on how long it takes for the pretty redhead to have a ring on her finger.”
“It’s not like that.”
“It never is. Until it is.”
With that, he hung up. And I was left with my own swirling thoughts as I sat in the car, waiting for the guys to show up.
There were so many ways this could go wrong. Especially in a place as cavernous as a storage unit facility. Sure, there was some protection from the bullets because of thick walls and metal doors and shit, but the sound would also dance off the open space, making it hard to tell where it was coming from.
And, yeah, we had no idea how outnumbered we would be or where Myles was being held.
Best case, Lou managed to get Lark to rehearse and perform a good act, leading some of the guys away.
I mean, they weren’t going to spare Myles.
Even if Lark, for real, decided to try to trade herself for him.
That wasn’t how it worked.
It would need to be a scorched earth type of situation.
So Myles was going to be left at the storage facility while they ran to get Lark. Then they’d likely bring her back and torture the two of them for a while before taking them out of their misery.
If Lou and Lark could lure most of them away, and we only had to deal with a couple guards, that would be the best situation.
I just wasn’t sure how much luck was on our side.
I was saved from the swirling thoughts, though, when I heard the bikes rumbling down the street, finding their own spots, then making their way toward me when I moved out of the car.
“Storage facility, huh? Seeley asked, handing me a gun. “Sounds fun.”
It would. To him.
And maybe to the prospects too.
Levee and Cato.
And, yes, those were their legal names.
Who needed a road name when you had a legal name like that, right?
They were both in their early twenties. Both were tall and fit—Levee in a more wiry way, Cato being bulkier. Where Levee was black-haired and dark-eyed, Cato had light brown hair and green eyes.
Both of them had that same air about them that Seeley did. The kind of laid-back confidence that came from being raised on the streets. Nothing shook them. And they always seemed ready for anything.
“We are hoping that Lark can lure some of the guys away, so we aren’t too outnumbered. I can—“ I started, getting interrupted by my phone. “Turn all your phones off,” I demanded of them as I answered. “Arty, not a great time.”
“Did I catch you in time?”
“In time for what?”
“For going into the storage facility.”
“How did you—“ I started.
“I can give you a feed of the cameras,” Arty said, making me once again realize why we paid him the big bucks. There was no one in the area, as far as any of us could tell, who could do half as much as Arty did.
