Grayson
King left, taking Cash and Nav with him. Nav promised to be back in the afternoon to add a few cameras inside the barn so we could see what was happening.
Tyson stayed, along with Ace, Big Ben, Shotgun, Stocks, and Zero. He also loaned me two prospects. Joey and Jonah. I knew Jonah well. His mom, Clara, was a year ahead of Carson in school.
Jonah was a good kid. His size alone would scare most people away, if it weren’t for the smile he always wore.
Joey was a bit squirrely, but I also knew his mother. Ellen had gone to school with me; she’d had Joey when we were still in high school. My mom had tried to help her a number of times over the years, but she never stayed clean.
I was glad to see Joey prospecting with the club. King would watch out for him and help him with his baby sister.
Tyson knocked on the doorway of my office. “Hey, got a minute?”
“Of course. What’s up?”
I leaned back in my chair while he closed the door. I tried not to be distracted from the tingle I felt in my toes. I didn’t know if it was normal, or the possibility the feeling was coming back. I had a checkup the following week and had decided to wait until then to mention it. I didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up.
Especially my own.
“I wanted to talk to you about something, and I know you aren’t gonna like it, but I need you to keep an open mind and hear me out, okay?”
I eyed my baby brother. He’d grown a lot since joining the club. I couldn’t deny that. Maybe even a little too much.
“Go ahead,” I said, curious about what he was thinking. Though I had a feeling it had something to do with Jessie. I couldn’t figure out what his issue was with her.
“I need you to at least consider the possibility that Jessie had something to do with Thunder’s disappearance.”
“Tyson,” I growled.
“You said you would hear me out.”
He was right; I did. I waved my hand, signaling him to continue.
“You said she had been visiting him and that, according to her, he was letting her near him. Has anyone else seen this?”
I didn’t answer him. Afraid of where he was going.
“And then there was the‘man’in the barn who yelled at her.” The air quotes he made with his hands pissed me off. Jessie had never given anyone a reason to doubt her truthfulness. “Nav couldn’t see anyone entering the barn for hours before, or hours after. Where the fuck did he go?”
“He obviously knows where the cameras are because he was able to move the ones on the barn,” I argued.
“Then why not move them the day he was in there?” he asked.
“I don’t—” Any answer I might have come up with was cut off by the shrill of my cell phone. Looking at the screen, it was Jeff, one of the hands out searching for Thunder.
“Did you find him?” I asked, answering immediately.
“Sorry, boss, no. I found something else, though. You’d better call the sheriff.”
“Fuck! Send me your coordinates.” I disconnected and immediately called Sheriff O’Rourke.
“Hey, Grayson, how are you doing?”
King had asked that I not tell the sheriff about the bullet that whizzed by my head nor the one that caused Thunder to rear back and tip me off his back. I agreed after hearing Ty’s confession.
“I got a call from one of my hands, Sheriff.”
“Son of a bitch. I was hoping to get home early tonight.”
