Page 12 of Unscarred


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How could he be this dumb?

I liked being underestimated—it made my job easier than usual.

The car that had sped away from my house only a couple nights before sat in the driveway, mocking me. I had half a mind to just kick down the front door and put a bullet in both of their heads, but I couldn’t be hasty. Weston was right—I needed to be smart if I didn’t want to get roped for a double homicide myself. That wouldn’t be the best wedding present to give to my old lady.

We parked down the block then stalked around the house. It wasn’t even seven in the morning yet, and I was confident that little Jasper was still taking his last restful slumber.

We saw there was a sliding door off the back patio, a door around the side that led into the two-car garage, and the front door. My guys would easily be able to pick the lock, sneak in, and masterfully pull off a kidnapping. I just had to figure out what to do with the chick.

“Let’s head to the clubhouse. We need to figure this shit out.” I hopped back onto my bike and led the way.

We walked into the clubhouse where all of my soldiers were waiting at the ready.

“Get everyone around the table. I have to make a call real quick.”

Jax nodded and started rounding up the guys.

I pulled out a fresh burner and called my wife’s number. Scarlett answered right away.

“Good morning, handsome.” I could hear her yawning.

“Mornin’, my love. Did you get any rest?”

“A little. I think Crickett is making breakfast—something smells delicious.”

“Crickett and Abigail are good like that.”

“How is everything?” Her voice got lower as she asked.

“We found him.”

“I feel like there is a but coming soon.”

“He’s hiding out with Lilith, and I can’t leave any witnesses,” I explained.

“She’s innocent.” Scarlett’s voice cracked a little.

“Not entirely—she is hiding him.”

“I trust that you’ll make the right decision, babe.”

“I just wanted to let you know what was going on. Know I will always tell you everything I can.”

“I know that.” Her tone relaxed a little.

“I love you, darlin’.”

“I love you, too.”

“I gotta go,” I said with a sigh.

“Bear? One thing?”

“What’s up?”

“Bring them here, alive. I want them to see me one last time.”

“As you wish.”