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“Fuck,” Gunner growls and takes the phone from Zinnia, placing a kiss on her lips and retaking his seat. “I’ll come find you when we’re done here.”
“Okay,” she says, glancing around the room again. “Sorry to interrupt.” Moving quickly, she rushes out just as quickly as she came into the room.
Gunner’s phone starts ringing again, and he answers it with a snarl.“I’m in church, motherfucker.What the fuck are you doing blowing up my phone?”
I watch the way my brother’s eyes flare with rage as he speaks again, his voice terse. “Say that again. You’re now on speaker.”
“Honor’s missing, man. Her roommate called me a few hours ago, and I hit the road. Been trying to get you for a bit. Didn’t you see the missed calls?”
What the fuck? How can Honor be missing?
“No, I didn’t see you called. It was in the room charging. Zinnia just burst into church and told me you were callin’,” Gunner remarks, grinding his teeth. “What, exactly, did Delaney tell you?”
My gut tightens as I wait for the answer.
“Apparently, Honor’s been keeping a secret from all of us, except Delaney here. She’s got type 1 diabetes, Gunner, and the two of them have a system to make sure it stays on track. When Honor didn’t check in with Delaney, she went to the hospital to check on her,” Glacier states, surprising all of us.
A few of my brothers start getting loud, and I grind my teeth while trying to hear what Glacier’s saying and what it means.
“Shut the fuck up and let him talk!” Gunner yells. I don’t blame him. This is his sister we’re talking about. Something’s happened, and fuck if it doesn’t piss all of us off after what I heard and dealt with last night. Now, she’s missing.
“Delaney explained that she has some app on her phone that will indicate when there’s a problem with Honor’s sugar levels. It did, and she drove to the hospital and found her car unlocked. The only thing is, Honor never made it inside for her shift, and her cell phone as well as her testing kit, were still in the passenger seat.”
What the fuck?
“How did Delaney know to callyou?” Gunner demands.
“Apparently, when you didn’t answer her calls, she went to the last person Honor talked to, which was me,” Glacier answers. “I’m also listed as one of her ICE contacts still, even though I’m not exactly right next door.”
Gunner’s face turns a bright red, and he looks ready to explode at this new information.“Son of a bitch.” Gunner does something on his phone and snarls, “Delaney tried calling me five times, and you called twenty?” Banging his fist against the table, he yells, “It was supposed to be Honor’s weekend off. What the hell was she doing at work? When was she supposed to be on? When did Delaney first call you?”
While Gunner talks, I think about the device I’d seen and asked Honor about. Is that what that thing was for, and she told me it was none of my business? It makes fucking sense. Damnit.
“According to Delaney, she was called in to work from seven at night until seven in the morning. Delaney called me between two and three, not one hundred percent sure, just know I threw clothes in my bag and hit the road close to four.” There’s a long pause and what I believe to be a muttered curse. “Wait, I told her to head to the clubhouse since I knew it’d take me roughly eight hours or so to get there. Are you saying she’s not there?” Glacier questions, and worry for her now added to his concern for Honor.
“No, she’s not, and it’s not like she’s never been here before. She was here the other day for Delilah’s birthday party with Honor. Hammer?” Gunner looks to our Prez for what he wants us all to do.
I hear another voice command. “Dagger, Glock, Ruger, I want you to head out and look for Delaney.”
“You know what she drives?” Dagger asks.
“Gunner, you know?” Hammer cocks his head and looks at Gunner, the tick in his jaw visible.
“A blue Volkswagen Bug,” Gunner states. “And before anyone gets any stupid fucking ideas, I know because she’s my damn sister’s roommate and I try to keep an eye on them. Little good that did. Didn’t even know my damn sister was a diabetic.” I’m willing to bet that last part he’s more or less muttering to himself.
“Got it, Gun,” Dagger retorts. “We’ll let you know what we find.”
“How much longer before you get here?” Gunner asks, talking to Glacier again.
“Maybe about six hours, give or take. Just gassed up, so it’s unlikely I’ll have to again. Oh, and be prepared, Poseidon is sending Trident, Atlas, and Brooks to assist in the search.”
“We don’t need those pussies. We can find Honor ourselves,” Bruiser mutters a little too loudly.
“You know they’re former SEALs, right?” Glacier states matter-of-factly through the phone, putting Bruiser in his place.
“Fuuuuuck,” Gunner quietly says, grimacing. “You mean to tell me a bunch of motherfucking badasses are legit? They could’ve done anything, and no one would’ve fucked with them.”
“They went legit because Poseidon wanted to honor his grandfather, but make no mistakes, they’re not men to fuck with,” Glacier explains. I’m sure he’s probably got a shit-eating grin from the sound of his voice.
