Bogs had been up since two am. He waited for Kenzie to fall asleep before leaving the bed. It took her awhile but she eventually succumbed to the long day. Now his was about to start. He spent the first hour pulling up everything he couldfind, legally then illegally, hacking into systems. He needed to get everything he could on James Harris.
For the most part, he’d continued to be a burden on society since being paroled eight years ago. He followed up with his parole officer but had gotten numerous tickets, a few pick-ups for soliciting a prostitute who turned out to be an undercover officer. He’d been cited twice for weed but not enough to get him thrown back in jail. There was no denying it, he wasn’t contributing much to society. He was being investigated on a recent robbery but nothing firm enough to hold him.
He sat back in his chair rolling over an idea in his head. He had concocted the plan an hour ago and figured out the details. It seemed overly elaborate but necessary. A few scenarios ran through his head. Mainly, he was going to have to lie to Kenzie. There was no other way. He had to wait until at least six am before making the call to Trent. Surprisingly, he answered on the second ring.
“Yeah.” He clearly just woke up.
“I need a favor.”
“What do ya need?” A muffled voice in the background sounded but Bogs couldn’t make out who it was or what was said.
“Are you alone?” As far as Bogs knew, they were staying at the cabin until Trent met up with Dante, which would mean there was only one woman it could be.
Trent sighed and Bogs could hear shuffling and the distant female moan. “Give me a second.”
Son of a bitch!
“Is that who I think it is?” he asked harshly. Taylor was high on his shit list after the stunt she pulled last night with Kenzie and outing them.
“Is this your favor, wanting to know who’s in my bed?”
“Are you fucking kidding me, Trent? After what that bitch pulled last night?”
“Let me break it down for you, and bear with me ‘cause the sun’s still not out. Taylor, which is her name, and unless you call her by it, this conversation is over, knows she screwed up. After making it clear the magnitude of the shit storm she caused, she feels bad for what went down.” Trent paused, lowing his voice. “Look, Kenzie means a lot to her, even you know that. She didn’t get what she was doing yesterday, she gets it now. She tried taking my phone three times to call Kenzie. When you give the go ahead, she’ll be wanting to make the call. She fucked up, Bogs.”
Bogs was rendered speechless. Not twenty-four hours ago, Trent was ready to kill her and now he had her back?What the fuck?
Bogs snorted. “You do know she’ll probably slice your balls off while you sleep if you ever fuck her over, right? You are a brave man, Trent.”
He ignored Bogs’ comment. “The favor?”
“Yeah, this is what I need from you guys.” He laid out his plan for Trent. It was a little risky and he’d yet come up with a plan B, but if they were on board, along with his brothers, it would work. He didn’t doubt T and Stone would be willing to do whatever was necessary.
“And I’m still working on Plan B if it doesn’t go the way I think it will.”
Trent sighed. “Yeah, I mean, we’ll do whatever you need us to but I gotta ask, why not just tell her no? This seems awfully elaborate. Tell her no and it ends.”
“Does it end? Look, you don’t know her, man, but I do. I don’t know how much Taylor has told you about it but before last night, the thoughts running through her head now were non-existent. She wasn’t looking for revenge or finding Harris. Then Taylor outs us and puts the idea in her head. It was Taylor demanding we help her, not Kenzie. If I had to guess, had Taylor not pushed so hard, it wouldn’t have even been a thought for Kenzie when I finally laid it out for her. You sawher, Trent. Kenzie was scared. If I tell her no, then I’m making the decision for her. She’ll always wonder what she would have done. And right now, her head’s in a place that only she can get out of. She’s questioning her own loyalty to her mother.”
“And what if she goes through with it?”
“She won’t.”
“Bogs…”
“Trent, I know her. She won’t, because deep down she doesn’t want to. We give the families the option, Kenzie feels as though she doesn’t have one.”
“What do you need?”
“Just need you to be there, in the room. Declan, too. Tonight.”
“Yeah, I’ll get Kellen up here to stay with Taylor.”
“Thanks, man.”
He could hear a soft murmur in the background. Trent must have covered the receiver making it hard to understand. He heard the faint sound of a plea before Trent got back on the phone and sighed. “Taylor wants to talk to you.”
Bogs sat back in his chair. Trent may have forgiven her but Bogs had not. Her comment about Kenzie being good enough to bang but not help still lingered in his mind. This fucking girl knew nothing about him and Kenzie.
