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I felt his worry and the strain in his voice over the phone line.
“I can be there,” I looked at my watch, “in roughly two hours. Send everything that you have to my phone.”
Sam breathed a sigh of relief. “Thanks. Will do. Fly safe.”
I would fly safe.
I always did.
Ten years ago, almost to the day, I’d gotten my pilot’s license. Though, I already had the certifications to fly helicopters thanks to the Army.
I’d been taught by the best, a man named Cleo, who, funnily enough, was also in a motorcycle club like me.
Though ours was much more unofficial than theirs.
The Gator Bait MC had been founded on a whim by Wake, our unofficial president’s wife. The Dixie Wardens MC, which was the MC that Cleo was a part of, had been around for so long that there were chapters all over the Southern US.
Getting up, I felt the aches and pains in my bones.
I was sick.
Sick as fuck, actually.
On a scale of one to ten, I was a “you shouldn’t be out in public” seventeen. But life didn’t decide to stop when you were sick. And there was no way in hell that I would leave my friend, that’d done quite a bit for me, out to dry.
The first person I called was Wake.
He answered on the second ring.
“This better be fucking important,” Wake growled. “I was just getting to sleep.”
I would’ve felt bad if I was a better person.
But I wasn’t.
“I’m going out of town,” I said. “A friend’s grandson is missing. Can you check on my place while I’m out?”
My place of business was also my home. I lived on the second floor of a downtown storefront, and it happened to be right next door to a building owned by another member of Gator Bait, Davis.
Davis was better known as Kyle “KD” Davis. He was a forcibly retired ex-MLB star first baseman who, like me, had been wrongfully prosecuted for a crime that should’ve damn well been wiped off his record for why he’d done it.
Like me, he’d protected his sister.
Unlike me, his sister actually liked him and supported him.
“What’s your issue?”
I blinked. “What?”
“Why do you sound so bad?” Wake asked.
“I think I’m running a fever,” I admitted.
Though, I knew I was. I was freezing my ass off while simultaneously sweating. There was no other reason for me to feel as I did unless I was running one.
“Shit,” he said.
“I have to go,” I rubbed my neck. “Just check on my fish for me.”
