Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41869 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 140(@300wpm)
“Hold it.” Logan tried to calm the situation before it went off course. “We need to check this Intel, no offense to you or your friend, but if The Fox was heading this way don’t you think we would’ve heard something?”
“No offense but do you think these conniving fucks will tell you the truth? I don’t know who you’ve got on your end, but from everything I’ve heard so far, there’s more shit being held back from you boys than what’s being shared. Like I said before, I’m not beholden to any organization and I barely tolerate the laws that we have here since they change the shits as they go. I don’t give a fuck who did what to who, all I want is the motherfucker that put my little girl in that book.”
“We all want that Colton, but like we told you before, this thing is more intricate than the surface and your Intel if it’s correct just proved it. This is a dangerous motherfucker no doubt and he has the money and the reach to make shit happen. My girl was in there too and believe me I wanna hop on a plane and go put one in the fuck myself, but they’re others who need us and they need us to keep our heads and do this thing the right way.”
“I hear you Cord and I didn’t forget that you got a dog in this fight. I didn’t forget that all of you have a stake in this. But you boys, including you Law and you Creed, have had that military training and forgive me for saying it, but I’ve never been on that leash. I don’t care if I have to walk across the fucking Euphrates to get to this fuck I’d do it to keep my family safe. Creed, since you’re the only one who knows these two boys that Mallory mentioned what do you think? You think it would help if we reached out?”
“It couldn’t hurt, I’ll have to find Mancini though, he’s never in one place too long. I tell you what, I’m sick a this shit. Seems like the more we dig the more shit we unearth and we’re still no closer to finding out the whys behind this thing. I haven’t shared any of this shit with my girl, but she’s starting to get suspicious on account of I won’t even let her cross the door without someone on her.”
Damn what the fuck had we got ourselves into? We were scattered all over the place none of us close enough to the other and these motherfuckers were gunning for us. A fucking ex-president, the one who’d sent us into hell was part of this shit.
“Uh, what’re you boys doing for the holidays?”
“Say what now? Lyon you domesticated fuck, what’re you talking about?” That question was totally out of left field.
“Law, you know every year we have the big shindig what’s a couple more mouths? That goes for you boys too, you should bring out the wives get out of dodge for a few days. There’s more than enough room here and at my folks we can all spread out. And if you boys ride your rig out then we can hook it up.”
“Fuck Lo, we forgot the holidays we’ve been so busy focusing on this bullshit we dropped the ball.”
“Don’t panic Zak, it’s weeks away.”
“Fuck that Lo, what about baby Zak? We gotta get her Santa’s list how the fuck do we do that? We gotta get on that shit like now.”
Ty was in a panic about his baby niece’s first holiday, which was funny as hell, especially when his brothers started ribbing him and Lyon the fuck was laughing his ass off.
“We forgot something else, there’re four pregnant women in this crew, and Law’s is breeding too, y’all sure these girls are up to taking this trip?”
“I don’t see why not Quinn. They made it a month or so ago, plus we can always fly out. What do you think Lo?” That sounded like Devon, the silent killer. He’s hardly ever heard from, preferring to let his brothers take point, but that doesn’t mean he’s any less deadly than the rest of them.
“One thing boys, we don’t discuss this shit while you’re here, not unless we’re one hundred percent sure there’re no ears around. My family are heavy into this Xmas shit, I don’t want anything fucking that up.”
“Lyon, your word that you won’t move on this until we’ve done some searching.”
“I don’t make promises, but I can tell you that if those fucks don’t make a move towards me I’ll hold off. You fucks take too long though who knows.”
The SEALs threw around plans for the best way to make the trip and what all they’d have to do to make it as smooth as possible for their women. Creed and I were closer so it wouldn’t be that much of a problem for us to head out.