“Zach?”
“Mason?”
“Yeah, it’s me. Tell me you’re near the Hog’s main clubhouse and you’ve got a plan.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m at...” Where the fuck am I? “Hopper brought us to his clubhouse. I got free...” Looking around, I look for a street sign. Glancing over my shoulder, I ask the couple, “What street is this?”
The guy tells me, “Western Avenue, in the meat packing distract.”
“Did you hear that?”
“Yeah. We’re here, JJ told Leo he thought Hopper would take you to his main base. It was the only place we could take a good guess at.”
“Leo? He's alive?”
“Yeah, he’s moving slow, but he’s okay.”
I exhale a shaky breath. “He’s alive. Good. That's good.” JJ never wavered in his belief that Leo was alive. “Now come get me, before they fuckin’ find me.”
I hang up and thank the guy before handing him his phone back. They walk off at a fast pace and I tuck into the next alley I go to pass.
The occasional van or car passes and I keep out of sight. When the club get here, they’ll call for me. I can’t risk being found now when help is so close.
I bite at the plastic zip-tie but it doesn’t budge.
“Mase?”
I step out of the shadows and Zach and Luca are by a van on the curb.
“Man, I've never been so happy to see you fuckers,” I beam.
“We could say the same about you,” Zach murmurs.
Once we’re in the van, I can only relax so much. I'm away and safe but Myles, JJ, Cas, and Sparky are still in danger.
“Who’s alive? Who’s dead? And then tell me everything,” Luca orders as Zachery drives.
“All alive,” I begin. “We spent a few days driving before we got to his clubhouse. He had JJ and Myles shot and then took care of them when we got here. Wanted them fit enough for fight night.”
“Huh?” Luca grunts.
“That’s what I got away from. Brothers played the lottery and whoever’s name he pulled out the bucket got to pick one of us to fight. Myles was first up and won, I ran before the second fight.”
“So Hopper’s going to expect you to call in help as soon as possible,” Luca murmurs. “I would if I were him.”
“Let’s hope he doesn’t know we’re already here. We’ve tried keeping a low profile.”
He pulls out his phone, taps away, and presses it to his ear.
“Leo, we’ve got him. We need to move tonight.”
He listens then without another word, he hangs up.
30
Leo
