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“That doesn’t make sense,” Twitch chimes in.
“We know that much. None of this is makin’ much sense right now. That’s why we need to ask around. We’ll wait until the guys get here to move forward with this, but we will find out what the hell Dodger was up to.” We grunt and nod our agreement. None of this makes any sense. What could he have been doing there? What was his connection to them?
“What about sendin’ the girl back?” Ridge asks. My head whips in his direction, and my eyes narrow on his.
“That’s not a fuckin’ option,” I snarl.
“Why not? She can get in and get the intel we might need,” he adds.
“Because I fuckin’ said no, Ridge. You wanna keep forcin’ the issue? Then we take this shit outside,” I tell him feeling the anger bubbling inside me. There’s no way I’m sending her back into that hell. No fucking way.
“Let’s just calm down. Ridge, you can’t just say that shit about his girl. She tried to kill herself to get away from them. She isn’t goin’ back in,” Cage tells him. I thank fuck one of them is thinking straight.
“Just a suggestion,” Ridge adds.
“Yeah, a shit one,” I grumble.
“Okay, that’s enough. She isn’t goin’ back there,” Cage tells the two of us. I nod my head, letting it go for now. If he brings it up again, shit’s going to get real.
“What we can do is send some people out to sniff around. Someone has to know somethin’.”
“I’ll go,” I tell him.
“Me too,” Twitch chimes in.
“Fine. You two can go out and see what you can dig up. I don’t care how you have to get the information. The shed is open and available.” Now I like the sounds of that. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten my hands dirty, and this seems like a good reason too.
“Sounds good to me,” I tell him.
“It would sound good to you, you crazy fuck,” Twitch chuckles.
“It is what it is, brother.”
“That’s all I got until we have more information,” Cage adds. He ends church, and we stand and make our way to the door when Ridge stops me. His hand lands on my chest, and I look down before dragging my gaze back to his.
“You need somethin’?” I ask him.
“I’m sorry I brought up your girl. You’re right. She’s been through enough and doesn’t need to be back in that shit,” he says.
“Appreciate that.” He nods and turns, walking out of the room when Cage talks.
“What’s that about anyway?”
“What’s what about?”
“You and the girl? She stickin’ around or what?”
“For now. Sendin’ her back out onto the streets isn’t the smartest move now we know about Dodger.”
“You’re right, but I’m wonderin’ if there’s somethin’ more to it.”
“Like what?” I ask.
“Like you catchin’ feelin’s for the girl.”
“And what if I am?”
“So she’s stickin’ around then,” he states.
