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“Sayo-fuckin’-nara.”I said before starting my bike with a roar and spinning gravel in my haste to get out of there.
It didn’t take long for my temper to cool down. Not even a ten-minute drive down the road, and I realized I’d fucked up. Really fucked up.
I realized my mistake and was at the apartment within an hour, but she was already gone. Realizing too late that, in my haste to leave, I’d never called Trance to make sure she was safe.
CHAPTER 12
Don’t make me mad and tell me to calm down. That’s like placing food in front of a starving man and expecting him not to eat it. Fuck you.
-Text from Adeline to Kettle
KETTLE
“Where’s she at?” I asked Trance over the phone.
Trance sighed, and I knew I wasn’t going to be too happy with the news.
“She ditched the phone somewhere in Alabama. Took a huge chunk of change out of her 401K in Southern Louisiana, and hasn’t used her cards since.” He said frustrated.
“Alright, give me a minute. I think I know someone that could help. Don’t know where the fuck Silas has been for the past three days, but he sure as fuck’s pissing me off.” I growled before hanging up and dialing a number that Sebastian had handed me earlier.
It rang three times before a rough male’s voice answered. “Hello?”
“This is Tiago Spada. I got your number from...” I started to say before the man interrupted me
“Know who you are, man. What can I help you with?” Jack said with no bullshitting.
Jack was a member of Free.
I’d met him only a few times before, due to Sebastian’s sister being married to one of the men that worked at Free.
Jack and his wife, Winter, were the computer whizzes of the Free foundation, and could find anybody, anywhere, at any time; or so I’d heard. Most of the time faster than Silas’ contacts could. From what I could gather, Jack and Winter were computer hackers.
Although they were the ‘good guys’ they still did illegal shit. But I didn’t give one flying fuck at that moment; all I wanted was my woman. Now.
“I need the whereabouts of someone.”
Twenty minutes later, I was printing out directions off Google Earth of Adeline’s coordinates, and walking to my bike when Trance stopped me.
“If you’ll give us an hour, we’ll ride with you. Wouldn’t mind a short ride, if you know what I mean.”
I turned and eyed Trance. “Got some groveling to do, man. Not sure I want you to be witness to the shit I’m going to have to do to get her back.”
Trance waved a hand in the air as if to clear it. “We’ll wait outside until you got that shit squared away. With luck, we can be back tomorrow morning, at the latest.
• • •
ADELINE
“How long are you going to lay around and eat like that?” Viddy asked me over the phone.
I looked down at the caramel covered popcorn in my hand and shrugged. “As long as I fucking want.”
“You shouldn’t curse like that on Christmas Eve-Eve. It’s not very nice.” Viddy said as I heard fumbling and shuffling while she moved around in the background.
Viddy was a klutz. When her other senses were focused elsewhere, she forgot to pay attention to her surroundings.
“How’d you get there?” I asked, turning my attention back to the Sons of Anarchy TV show I was watching.
