Romeo’s fuckin’ livid.
We’re all sittin’ around the table trying to figure out what to do. Little fucker was supposed to be bringin’ a package back with him and no one knows if it was confiscated when he got picked up.
“All right, let’s set that aside,” Romeo orders, taking control of the meeting once again. He points at me. “How’d it go?”
“In and out.”
“Any witnesses?”
“Fuck no.” I pull out the envelope of cash I collected after the job and toss it on the table.
Romeo hands it off to our treasurer, Savage. I know I’ll get my cut before I leave this room, so I ain’t too worried.
I flick my wrist over to see the time—something that doesn’t go unnoticed by Romeo. Karina should be home from school by now. Missed my girl and want to get home to see her. Hemi goin’ missing is fuckin’ up my afternoon plans.
Romeo dismisses everyone except our VP—Wolf, road captain—Whip, Savage, Viper, Luck, and me.
Romeo points at Savage and jerks his head at me. Savage hands over my envelope of cash, which I stuff into an inside pocket of my cut.
“What’re we gonna do ’bout Hemi?” Luck asks.
Romeo shakes his head, and then nods at Wolf.
“Boy was shook up, but we made it across the border fine. He fuckin’ split when we stopped for a refuel.”
“Could he have been grabbed?” Whip asks.
Wolf shrugs. “I guess. But his bike was gone, too. I wasn’t in the store but a minute.”
Savage glances my way. “He think we’re gonna be mad he got picked up?”
“How the fuck should I know?” I growl. “Ain’t no reason to take off like a pussy. We’ve all done our time. Kinda a given in our line of work.”
Romeo smirks at that. “I got feelers out to our supports and other charters from here to the border.”
Viper finally decides to add his two cents. “Maybe he met up with a hot piece of ass and wanted to get laid instead of comin’ and gettin’ bitched out here. He spent lots of time bitching about the lack of pussy on our last run.”
“That better be it,” Romeo says.
Because nothing else makes sense. Unless he decided to turn on us.
Romeo releases us with an order to stay close.
“Yeah, I’ll be at my cabin,” I answer.
His mouth twists into a filthy grin. “Yeah, figure you’ll be balls deep in jailbait pussy.”
“Fuck you.”
Luck claps me on the back as we walk out and collect our cell phones from the basket outside the door.
“How’s your girl? She okay with you bein’ away?” Luck asks.
I know he ain’t askin’ to be a dick. “Think so. Her dad wasn’t home much, so I think she’s used to it. Still want to get home and see her though.”
The corners of his mouth curl up in a genuine smile. “Yeah, don’t blame you.”
He says something else, but I’m distracted by my phone goin’ off as soon as I turn it back on. Got a voicemail and text from Karina.
