Big Dick turned to look at Hunter.
“Why the fuck are you looking at me?”
“Andrew Lowe.”
“The slippery weasel that was ...attempting to date Harlow?”
“And then Larissa,” Big Dick said.“Fuck.I thought he was fucking innocent when he gave keys to a supposed club member.Fuck.”
He turned on his heel about to make his way out of the church meeting.
“Where are you going?”Smokey asked.
“I’m going to put an end to this shit, once and for all.”
“You’re not going alone,” Smokey said.
“I need to handle this.”
“Brick, you go with him.”
Brick put two fingers up to his temple and saluted Smokey.
“You stay in touch, and if we hear anything, we’ll tell you.”
“George?”
Big Dick froze as he had left the cell phone that still had a live connection to his brother.He quickly moved toward it and pressed his palms to the table.
“I’m here, Erick.Tell me what is happening.”
“They’ve chained me to ...a post.Fuck, they broke my leg.”Erick whimpered.“I can’t see out of one eye.”
“Did they ask you anything?”
“No, nothing.”
“Is there any way you can give me your location?”he asked.
“I don’t know.They threw a bag over my head and threw me in a truck.Are you coming to get me?”Erick asked.
“I will,” Big Dick said.
He knew it was going to be hard to find his brother.
“Is there any way you can make this easier for me to find you?”he asked.
“I don’t know.”
Big Dick gritted his teeth.“I’ve got an idea of how to find you.Do me a favor, try and stay alive.”
“Okay, but if I don’t make it, I just want to tell you—”
“Shut the fuck up, Erick.You’re going to stay alive.I’m just advising you to be fucking quiet and not piss them off,” he said.
Erick snorted.“Fuck you, brother.”
Big Dick smiled.He had to get to Erick and he had to make sure he stayed alive.
