I crept close to Arrow. “You sure we’re at the right place?”
He pulled out his phone and showed me the address. “I’ve checked it twice. This is it.”
“Did you look up the owners?”
Scowling, he pulled up a browser on his phone that listed the property as belonging to Daryl and Connie Eastman. “You really think I wouldn’t have already checked that?”
The names weren’t familiar. “Any clue who they are?”
Atlas shook his head. “No clear relation to the club.”
Hopefully we hadn’t been given false info. It was the only lead we had, so I wasn’t about to leave without checking into it.
“I’m going closer. Cover me.” I didn’t wait for him to confirm. We didn’t have time to spare. The Savage Bones wanted us to meet at the cafe in just a few hours and we were over an hour away. If Oliver wasn’t here, we’d have to hightail it down the mountain and make the drive to Silver Creek.
I stayed as low as I could as I made my way across the clearing. Thunder had already checked for security cameras. Unless the Eastmans had done a prime job of concealing them, we wouldn’t have to worry about getting caught on video. Movement by the garage caught my attention. Two large animals ambled over, side by side.
What the hell was Sirius doing here? I recognized him right away thanks to the reflective collar I kept around his neck. I also recognized the wolf next to him. Hades was known for showing up at the right moment. I motioned them over and waited until they sat down next to me before I stood up and tried to get a good look through the window.
Someone had left a lamp on in the living room. It sat on a side table by the couch and cast the room in a warm glow. Books lined the bookshelves, an embroidered pillow sat in a fabric recliner, and a cozy blanket drapedacross the back of the couch. Nothing seemed out of place.
It looked like a grandma and grandpa’s den, not like the hideout for a one-percent motorcycle club. I glanced toward where Arrow and Thunder waited on the other side of the clearing and shrugged. They probably couldn’t see me, but I gestured to the corner of the cabin anyway, signaling I was going to check out the side window.
Sirius and Hades followed me, their movements silent as they padded across the front flower bed. When I reached the next window, I motioned to them to wait while I pulled myself up to peek inside. It was a bedroom. The glow from a digital alarm clock provided enough light to see an older man’s head resting on a pillow.
I didn’t get it. Arrow hadn’t shared who’d provided the intel, but if someone had sent us on a fucking wild goose chase, I was going to be pissed.
The radio clipped to my belt crackled. I turned the volume as low as it would go as I retreated from the house. I’d told Sammy only to use it in case of an emergency. Obviously, Sirius had gotten away from her. My mouth went dry. If something happened to her, I’d never be able to forgive myself.
“What’s going on?” Thunder asked as I crouched down next to him.
I turned the volume up a little and spoke into the mic. “Sammy, you okay?”
“Lights… I left the… in the woods…”
“You’re breaking up. Can you hear me?” I looked atThunder. “I think she’s in trouble. I’m going back to check on her.”
The faint roar of a bike came from down the road. Thunder, Arrow, and I stepped back into the tree line. I snapped my fingers to get Sirius’s attention, but he stayed by Hades. The two of them waited on the side of the cabin where I’d left them.
A flash of headlights sliced through the darkness as a bike turned into the long drive. I recognized the tall handlebars on the chopper one of the officers of the Savage Bones liked to ride. A hollow feeling opened in the pit of my gut. Hopefully he’d come from down the mountain and hadn’t seen where I’d parked my truck on the edge of the road.
Two more bikes pulled in behind the first. The rumble of their engines was deafening. A light in the bedroom turned on and the guy on the first bike motioned for the others to cut their engines.
The front door opened, and the older man stepped out onto the porch. I braced myself, hoping we weren’t about to witness the Savage Bones take out an innocent man.
CHAPTER 7
JUICE
“It’sfive o’clock in the damn morning. What the hell are you doing here?” The older man held his hand up to shade his eyes from the bright glare of multiple headlights.
“Calm down, grandpa. We’re just here to pick up the kid.” The guy riding the chopper got off his bike. Based on the intel we’d done on the Savage Bones, he was their Road Captain who went by the name Warden. “Where is he?”
“Damon said he’d be back for his son on Thursday.” Eastman looked from one biker to the next.
“Damon was detained. He sent us to pick up the boy now.” Warden peeled his gloves off and set them on the seat of his bike. “We’re not going to have any problems with you or Grandma Eastman, are we?”
Arrow elbowed me in the side. “What the fuck are they talking about?”
