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He rubbed his brows and buried his face in his hands as he answered. “Sometimes I think I could do it, you know? It’s the thought of living with it after that fucks me up. I wouldn’t be the same.”
“Then we let the cops deal with him, yeah?”
“Ideally, yeah, but we’re still Sawyers, man. Cops don’t like us, so are you sure we can rely on them?”
There was a chance we’d get played again, but I believed Hanes was truly on our side. There was the risk of the charges not being severe enough, running the chance that Jim would get out in a few years and start this shitshow all over again.
“Let’s maim him. Take out his kneecaps or something. Permanently damage him so that if he gets away or gets out, he won’t be fast enough to come after us.” I grinned, liking that idea. “I might not be able to kill that asshole, but I could sure as shit shoot out his kneecaps.”
“Knowing you, you’d fuck it up and kill him by accident. Madd would never allow it,” Nate laughed. “But I like this plan. He needs some brain damage too, just to really make sure he can’t come at us again. You blow out his knees and I’ll swing that old bat he used to use on us right at his thick head. Sound good?”
“Deal,” I laughed, almost wishing it’d happen like that.
“Whatever way this goes, Dev. We’re gonna be okay. We’ve got each other and the Kane boys.”
“I know.” And I did. I knew we were stronger together, and somehow, we’d make it all work out.
“Soon, you’ll be one of those Kane boys,” Nate laughed.
“I’m not actually taking his last name,” I scoffed.
“What? Why?”
“Because I’m too lazy to legally change all my documents, and besides, I wouldn’t leave you as the only Sawyer in Garron.” I looked at my brother. “We’ll be fucking up as Sawyers until the day we die.”
“Alright, if you wanna doom yourself like that.” Nate grinned.
“It hasn’t been so bad.”
“No, it hasn’t. And Mom is still a Sawyer. Though she probably doesn’t even know she is.”
“Lucky bitch,” I laughed.
Fuck the vows. Fuck the pastries. Nate made me feel better.
46
-Maddox-
Everythingwenttoshit.Again.
Davis was dead.
Not that I gave a fuck about that lying piece of shit, but he was an essential part of our plan, and now everything was up in the air again. The evidence was being moved tonight, and the only guy with a tie to Jim and this crime was dead? That couldn’t be a coincidence.
“What’s happening?” Devon paced lines on the living room floor, his hands pulling at his freshly cut hair. Andrea cut it in her front yard, and it looked like it, but he was still hot. “Where’s Jim?”
Davis’ body was found in the same sketchy park Devon met Jim in all that time ago. Suspicious, but we had no proof Jim had anything to do with the death. I didn’t trust any of this, and I hated not knowing what to do next.
“He’s not on the camera!” Nate shouted, holding up his phone to show the live feed we had access to thanks to Harris. “Harris fucked us!”
Either Jim slipped Harris or Harris let Jim go because he had his own agenda. Never make a deal with a shady criminal. Lesson learned.
“What do we do?” Xavi asked, looking between me and our dad. “Hanes is dealing with Davis’ body, so who the fuck is going to be monitoring the evidence trucks when they roll out?”
“Someone will,” Nate said. “They aren’t stupid enough to think this is over. Jim and Harris are both going for the trucks.”
“Fuck it,” Devon snapped, grabbing the truck keys. “I’ll follow the trucks.”
