I smiled and made my way to where Austin had made himself comfortable on the sofa, my brother and brother-in-law in a full-on debate about which football team was better, while Austin and my father sipped their beers and watched.
I leaned over him and kissed him. “I’m running next door to grab some butter.”
“I’ll come with you.”
“I’m quite capable to walking a few yards for butter. Stay here and relax.”
He smiled up at me and kissed me once more, and I grabbed my jacket and headed outside.
* * *
Booker
Dani had been gonefor almost twenty minutes and I was getting anxious. “Dani’s been gone a while.”
Elliot chuckled. “Missy’s probably talking her ear off.”
I nodded, but it didn’t make me feel better. Five minutes later, I stood and grabbed my jacket. “Where’s this Missy person’s house?”
“I’ll come with you,” Elliot offered, and led me from the house.
We walked next door and knocked on the door. An older woman, probably in her sixties answered the door. “Well, hi there, Elliot.”
“Hey, Missy. We’re just looking for Dani. Is she still here?”
“Still? She hasn’t been here at all, honey.”
“Shit,” I snapped, and pulled out my cell phone. Dani hadn’t taken her phone with her, so I didn’t have a trace on her. I called Train, but he didn’t answer, so I called Mack.
“Yo,” Mack said.
“Dani’s missing, and I can’t find Train.”
“You track her?”
I rubbed my forehead. “Her cell phone, yeah, but she doesn’t have it with her.”
“We’ll find her, brother,” Mack promised.
I hung up at the same time Elliot did.
“Got my team on it,” Elliot said.
“Mine too,” I said.
Elliot nodded.
My phone rang and I saw Train’s name pop up. “Where the hell are you?”
“Saw her get pinched, brother. Two guys, black Escalade. They’re heading into Gresham.”
“I’m on my way. Call me when you have an address.”
Train hung up and I made a run for my truck... Elliot followed, jumping into the passenger seat just in time as I reversed out of the driveway. I sped toward Gresham, uncaring I was in my truck with a cop. I needed to find Dani.
Elliot was on his phone the entire time, either filling his father in on what was going on or talking to his partner. He’d also called in a buddy’s FBI team who worked out of Portland since they were familiar with Gresham, and the scumbag sect that inhabited parts of it.
Train texted an address in a more rundown area of the city, and I arrived to find several of my brothers... some on their bikes, a couple in trucks... all armed and amped up to fight. I couldn’t worry about the fact that my club was about to collide with the law. Right now, I’d do anything to make sure Dani was safe. I grabbed my gun from the glovebox and climbed out of the truck.
