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Unless they had a key.
Neither of us said that out loud.
Jonesy had been heading into Jersey… He was a common denominator that was easy to scratch off the list of potential suspects.
Even as a part of me was hoping it was him so I’d know who was behind this, the other part that was tired of being betrayed by men who were supposed to be loyal to us was thoroughly on edge as my fingers raced across the keyboard while I pinpointed Jonesy’s location.
Of the thousands of traces I was running, his was the only one that wasn’t black. His was red so I could see that little fucking flea from every vantage point.
Getting rid of the other trackers to make it easier on my fatigued eyes, I watched as said flea crossed through Mid Island as I zoomed in to watch his trajectory.
A coincidence that he was avoiding Five Point territory?
Nope.
Coincidences didn’t exist in my world.
"I’m so fucking sorry, Conor. Cade started puking again, and I had to pull over. He needs to go to the goddamn ER, but—"
I didn’t let him finish. "I need you to get that SUV off the road, Lucas. Can you do that?"
His rambling stalled. "Yeah. Of course."
"Leave Cade in your vehicle. I’m going to get some EMTs out to see to him. I need you to take that SUV back to Sinners’ territory. There should be a laptop somewhere in there. Bring that to me when you can. Can you do that?"
A breath escaped him, but his tone was back to its usual cold rasp as he stated, "Affirmative."
I hit up 911 and had an ambulance sent to Lucas and Cade’s location.
"Stay on the line," I ordered, listening in the background as he quickly explained to Cade what was happening, then I heard the sound of running and an engine starting.
"How did they get a key?"
"Someone on your crew must have sold him out."
A sharp breath sounded in my ear. "Conor, it wasn’t—"
"Never said it was you or Cade. Doubt you’d have called this in if it was." Never say never, though. People did crazier shit in an effort to look innocent. But Lucas, I knew, was proud to be Aidan’s captain. He wouldn’t fuck that up. Not for anything. "Aidan’s earned no loyalty with his men. You can’t deny that."
Lucas fell silent before he sighed. "No. I can’t."
Any other time, my lips would have curved. "I appreciate your candor."
"Will it earn me a bullet to the skull?"
"Only if you’re the one who gave them the key to copy," I dismissed.
"I didn’t. Neither did Cade."
"He’s making waves. It was bound to piss people off."
"Wait. You don’t just think someone on his crew sold him out, you also think a Five Pointer kidnapped them?" he bit off, his bewilderment clear.
That was what I liked about the Frasiers—they were soldiers through and through.
"I think it was Jonesy. He left Manhattan tonight and entered Jersey for no good reason."
I needed to check the old bastard’s location history but first, I needed to get my shit in line.
