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Lucy’s eyes widened. “For real? I mean, I like it, but if she wants to buy it, I’ll sell it for forty bucks.”
“Forty bucks?” Paco shook his head. “You know you only spent thirty on it.”
“How do you know what I spend on my clothes?”
“Because I’m the one who usually takes you, Ruby, Alma, and Kelly shopping, and I collect the receipts to give to Sangre.”
She rolled her eyes at him. “Whatever. Anyway, I changed my mind. I like the sweater, so have her give it back to me.”
Paco nodded. “Now disappear. I got some business to talk about with Chains.”
Pushing out her bottom lip, she slowly climbed out of Chains’s lap and sauntered away.
“Hope you don’t have a major boner, dude,” Paco joked.
Chains laughed. “If I did, you’d be the one disappearing, not Lucy. I’ll just catch up with her later. What did Steel say about Ohio?”
“He’s cool with it, but he wants two brothers to come along in case there’s trouble. I was gonna ask you to come because you’re a wiz at computers and you know the Twisted Warriors. You up for the trip?”
“I don’t have anything to do. I can work on writing code anywhere. How long are we gonna be gone?”
“Not sure. I’d say at least five days or a week. We leave tomorrow morning. That work for you?”
“Yeah.” Chains was a freelance developer who specialized in real-time web applications and software. “I got that information you wanted.”
“What did you find out?” Paco picked up the beer the prospect put in front of him.
“Tyler Tarleton died in a car crash the year after Chelsea was kidnapped by his dad. And his old man, Russ Tarleton, is doing a forty-year stint at Mansfield Prison. Seems like the fucker finally got caught for human trafficking, kidnapping, and a shitload of other charges.”
“Too bad it’s not here. I’d have a job for Scorpio if the fucker were in Canon City.”
Chains laughed. “He’d like that.”
“Thanks for the update. I’ll let Chelsea know. It’ll set her mind at ease.”
“What time in the morning?”
“Around six. It’s a little less than sixteen hundred miles. I figure with three of us driving, we can go straight through or crash overnight. We’ll see how it goes. I already gave Sniper the heads-up that I’d be going. He’s offering their clubhouse if we need to crash.”
“That’s cool.”
“I’m gonna ask Army if he wants to join us,” Paco said.
“Since he’s always on the lookout for fresh pussy, I bet he’ll be game.”
Paco pushed his chair back. “You’re right about that. I’m gonna see if I can find out if that fucker Bobby is still in Alina.”
“You need some help with that?” Army asked as he came over.
Paco nodded. “If you don’t have anything else to do. Do you want to go to Ohio with Chains and me? I’m taking Chelsea home.”
“We’re gonna crash at the Twisted Warriors’ clubhouse. Hear they got some fine-looking club women,” Chains added.
Army’s eyes brightened. “Count me in. I’ve never been to Ohio, but those Warriors can party. Last year at Sturgis, they were off the charts.”
“I know. We had some good times,” Paco replied.
“Remember that cute brunette with hair past her ass? She was really into you, dude. You spent most of the trip with her. What was her name again?”
