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“I'm in too,” Scorn chimed in.
Jigsaw nudged Macabre, and he shook his head. “Count us in, but I'm only going to keep a close eye on you.”
I smirked. “I wouldn't expect anything less.”
“Release him,” Jameson commanded. In an instant, Rael's hold on me dissipated, and my body went limp. I slouched forward in the chair, and Riddick caught me. “Can you walk, brother?”
I glared up at Jigsaw. “You're lucky I let you mess me up. If you weren't hiding behind your powers, I'd beat the crap out of you.”
“What did you say to me?” He narrowed his eyes.
“You heard me,” I grunted, my arms covered in dried blood from his cuts.
“Name the time and place, and I'll show you what my fists can do to a man,” he threatened.
“Enough,” Jameson intervened.
He turned to Grim. “Can we use the clubhouse?”
Grim nodded. “Follow me. We'll patch him up while we figure out how to infiltrate the Colombian Mafia.”
As we followed Grim towards the clubhouse, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of relief and anxiety. The fact that Jameson and the others were willing to help me rescue my girlfriend from the cartels was a huge relief. But the idea of going up against the Colombian Mafia was daunting, to say the least.
As we entered the clubhouse, the members scattered to gather supplies and weapons while Grim led me to a small room in the back. He gestured for me to sit on the makeshift cot, and I winced as I felt the pain shoot through my body.
“Hold still,” Grim said, his voice calm and steady. He pulled out a first-aid kit and began tending to my wounds.
I watched him work, fascinated by his ability to read people's auras. It was something I had never seen before, and it made me wonder what other abilities the members of the club possessed.
“Thanks,” I said as he finished up. I sat up and swung my good leg over the side of the cot, standing, I tested my strength.
“Take it easy,” Grim warned.
“I’ll be alright.”
As we walked back out to the main area, Jameson and the others were gathered around a table, looking over a map of the strip.
Hoax had managed to track Catalina's movements from the hospital, capturing footage of her being carried into an ambulance and taken away. Despite the van disappearing from sight when it reached Highway Six, Macabre was determined to find her.
"What's on Highway Six?" I asked, looking for any leads.
"Nothing. It's a lonely stretch of desert that passes through Tonopah for almost 300 miles," Rael replied, his voice filled with resignation.
"We'll find her," Macabre said with confidence. "Tires leave marks even if we don't have eyes on them."
Scorn and Jigsaw silently followed Macabre out the back door, leaving me behind with Riddick.
"Don't worry, brother," Riddick said, trying to comfort me. "We'll find her."
"I messed up, didn't I?" I asked, filled with guilt.
"To say the least," Riddick replied, placing his hand on my shoulder. "But Jameson won't kill you. He knows it was a mistake."
Feeling reassured, I gathered my things and followed the others out into the dark, desolate expanse of Highway Six.
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