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“She has guards? What the hell is she?” He chuckles. I get it. A normal person wouldn’t have guards.
“She’s an actress.”
“Fuck. That means the cops will get involved if she doesn’t show up when and where she’s supposed to,” he says. I nod my head. I know that, too.
“I’d prefer if they didn’t,” I tell him.
“Heard that. We’ll find her first,” he says.
“I hate even to ask you that, brother.”
“You just said it. Brother. That’s what we are, and we help family. We got this, Ridge.” I nod my head as he motions to someone at the bar. Then he leads me down the long hallway and into a side room that appears to be an office. I walk in and sit down when a woman passes me a beer. I nod my thanks before taking a long pull.
“So, you got Mystic on it?”
“He sent me what he found. Got a license plate if you have people who can track it,” I tell him, pulling my phone out. He nods his head, picks up his phone off the desk, and makes a call. I rattle off the plate number as he repeats it before hanging up.
“Five minutes, we’ll have an address.”
“I appreciate this, brother.”
“Not a problem. Let’s just get your girl back,” he says. The silence is awkward as we wait for the damn phone to ring, and when it does, my heart leaps into my throat.
“I got that,” he confirms into the line as he jots things down on the paper in front of him. I watch him hang up before he looks at me.
“Gabe Senota. Doesn’t live too far from here. You think he would take her back to his place?”
“He’s been stalkin’ her for years, man. I don’t really know.”
“You wanna hit it?”
“You up for that?” he laughs.
“Been a quiet couple of months around here. We could use a little excitement.”
“Heard that. I’m ready to get my hands dirty, too,” I tell him. It’s not a lie, either. He put a gun to my girl's head. He took something that didn’t belong to him. He took Olson. My Olson.
“Let’s round the guys up. It may take a bit to get everyone in here, but we got this. Let’s make a plan,” he tells me. I nod my head as he stands, and I do the same. Shoving my hand in my pocket, I rub my fingers over the lighter she gave me as I follow him back into the main room. He calls out to the guys, and everyone quietens.
“This is Ridge. He’s down here from Iowa. His old lady was taken.”
“The fuck that’s got to do with us?” one of the guys asks. I should snap his fucking neck for him too. I shift on my feet, ready to lose it, when Cooper places a hand on my shoulder. He must have been able to sense that shit.
“He’s family. Bleeding Aces stick together. We don’t fuckin’ turn our backs on family. We’re helpin’ him get his girl back. I want church in thirty. Get everyone here and in that goddamn room.” I want to say thank you, but I don’t need to. He knows I’m thankful for this.
“Let’s get another beer while we wait.” He leads me to the bar. A few guys stop me and introduce themselves and a few girls wander over and try to make their presence known. I ignorethem and focus on the task at hand, and that’s getting Olson back.
“I’m pissed I didn’t put in audio at her place,” I tell Cooper.
“You been there before?”
“No. First time was today. She’s been in Iowa for a few months, and I upped her system there. I should have thought about the one here, too.”
“What the hell was someone like her doin’ in Iowa?”
“She’s from there. Goes back for holidays and shit,” I tell him.
“How do you make that work?”
