Page 5 of Hatch


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Ace and Maverick walked in behind him. Hawk and Ace both had homes across the street, and Maverick lived with Hawk’s daughter in their basement apartment.

“Do you have news?” I asked Hawk

He shook his head. “Nothing you don’t already know.”

“Goddammit!” I snapped, then focused my evil stare back on Minus. “You need to fix this. Immediately.”

“Maisie, I’m workin’ on it,” Minus said.

“We all are,” Flea added.

I bit back tears. “Does anyone know anything about how he is? Are they feeding him?”

“No one can get in,” Flea said. “But Ryan’s workin’ on that.”

“He is?”

“Yeah.”

“Does Grace know?” I asked.

Grace had a volatile relationship with her father and if she knew he was involved, I wasn’t sure how she’d feel. Her grandmother had just had surgery and she was staying with her while she convalesced, so she had a lot on her plate.

“Yeah,” Flea confirmed.

“Is she okay?”

“She’s workin’ on it.”

“All of this on top of her grandma,” I mused sadly. “You take care of my girl, Flea.”

“I will, babe.” He turned to Minus. “There a reason you’re here? Outside of gettin’ grilled by Maisie?”

“I brought a couple guys to watch the house. In case we had issues.”

“In what fuckin’ universe did you think we couldn’t, andwouldn’t, take care of our own?” Hawk asked.

Minus raised his hands in surrender. “Never crossed my mind. Just wanna help.”

Hawk pulled his phone out of his pocket and put it to his ear. “Yo, Mack.”

The room stilled, and all heads turned toward Hawk.

“Yeah, man, that’s great.” He focused on Maisie. “I imagine she’ll be all over that. Okay, brother, I’ll fill her in. Yeah. Bye,” he said, and hung up. “Mack’s got a way to get you in.”

“What?” I squeaked. “When?”

“Tomorrow. Ryan’s organized it... but you’re goin’ in as a munitions expert. To interrogate Hatch.”

“Is he high?” I threw my arms in the air. “I don’t know anything about munitions.”

“You better get studying, Mummy,” Poppy said.

“Clutch can help,” Minus offered. “He actuallyissomewhat of an expert.”

“That doesn’t make me feel better,” I admitted.

“Can we come in now?” Payton asked, walking into the room and sliding into Hawk’s arms.