A gurgle filled the air, followed by an unmistakable sound.Berkeley’s eyes went wide.Lacey fought a laugh.
“Was that Samuel?”Harmony asked.
Lacey snorted.“It was.”
“He’s like his grandfather,” Berkeley teased.“And his father.”
Lacey laughed loudly.“He really is.And I left the diaper bag in the car.Austin wanted to stop in for a minute.I didn’t think Samuel would be so comfortable here he’d empty his bowels.”
“I can grab it,” Harmony offered.“Where are you parked?”
“Are you sure?”Lacey asked.
“Of course.I’ll be right back.”
Lacey handed her the keys.She pointed to a dark SUV two rows back and to the right of the door.“It’s that one.The bag is in the backseat behind the driver.”
“Got it.”Harmony took the keys and pushed out the door.She checked for cars and jogged across the lane, hitting the button to unlock the SUV.She circled around the front and reached for the handle.
The bag was right where Lacey said it would be.Harmony reached for it.
“We meet again, Ms.Gibbs.”
Twenty
“What are you doing?”Grant hissed as his brother knocked Harmony Gibbs out.The woman dropped to the ground, deadweight.
“We need to question her,” Kiernan said, reaching for the woman, his hands under her arms to lift her.He stopped, grabbing something from the ground.
“We need her dead.We don’t need to question her.”Grant glared at his brother.“What the hell are you doing?”
“She dropped the keys.I was going to toss them into the car.”
“Why?”
Kiernan nodded to the open door of the SUV.“There’s a carseat.Those people who went in a few minutes ago had a baby.”
“So?”
“We’re not going to harm them,” Kiernan said.He tossed the keys into the vehicle and closed the door, then grabbed Harmony Gibbs.Kiernan dragged the woman to the SUV a row over.
Grant watched his brother put the woman in the backseat and close the door, sighing.Kiernan was always the gentle one.The one who couldn’t handle the ugliness of their childhood.He would cry when they had no food, then felt bad when they stole from people so they could eat.
Grant never understood caring about people who would just as easily allow them to die from either starvation or the cold that seeped into their home.No one ever cared about them.They only had each other.
Which was the only reason Kiernan was still alive.If he wasn’t blood, Grant would have cut ties with him.Permanently.
Grant got in behind the steering wheel, pulling out of the lot and heading away from the city.If they were going to question the woman before they killed her, she needed to be somewhere no one would hear her scream.
“Why the fuck did you take her?”Grant asked Kiernan when they were leaving the city and heading toward the abandoned farm property no one ever went to.Grant had been hunting on the property for years, and had disposed of a body or two there when he had to get rid of someone.
“I thought that was the plan,” Kiernan said.“I thought we were going to question her and find out what she knows.”
“You were at the same meeting I was.He isn’t interested in making a deal unless he knows the risk is handled.”
“And that meant killing her?”
Grant slid his brother a look.“I don’t know what the fuck else it would mean.Do you really think we can question her and then let her walk away?That she’ll pinky swear not to tell anyone who we are?”
