Page 39 of Working Out West

“When was the last time you spoke to West?” Lucas asked.

“Two months ago.”

“I thought you said he doesn’t want anything to do with you. Why would he speak to you two months ago?” Kylo questioned, making an excellent point.

There was a pause, then the woman said, “I rang him to try and get him to come and see us. It wasn’t us who put distance between us, but him. He didn’t listen and refused to come home.”

Lies. I would never believe West to act that way. He was the most caring man I knew, and that said a lot when I knew many.

“Thanks for your time,” Lucas said. “Adrik, Kylo, we should get going.”

“Nyet—”

“Adrik. I’m sure West will show up at home.” The look he gave me told me he wanted me to drop this and let them go.

“Fine,” I snarled and stepped down off the porch.

“Don’t come back, or wewillcall the cops,” the father threatened. The weak, pathetic man slammed the door shut, and I heard the lock engage.

As soon as Lucas stepped off the porch, I was in his face. I threw out an arm. “What was that? They hide something. I know it.”

“They’re not going to let us waltz in there. We need a different plan.”

“I kill them,” I bit out.

Lucas swallowed, his eyes widening. “Well, not yet, until we know what they know.”

Crossing my arms over my chest, I barked, “What we do then?”

“We keep an eye on them,” Kylo suggested. “Wait until they’ve gone out and then we’ll get in there.”

I shook my head. “We do not have time. I want answers now.”

A phone rang. Lucas shifted back and pulled his out. His eyes widened. “It’s Wade.”

“Answer it,” Kylo said as I looked back to the house. The curtain moved again.

Lucas squeaked. “Do I lie or tell them where we are? I’m not good at lying.”

Kylo snorted. “We know. You can tell them since we’ll be here a while now.”

“Good, okay…. Hey, Wade, what are you doing?”

“He sounds guilty. He would never be good with torture.” I glared at Lucas, who gave me the finger. Any other would piss themselves before they acted such a way with me. He did have balls, after all, but Wade must be his weakness. It was understandable. I could see the love they held for one another.

“No, Adrik didn’t say torture.”

“But I did.”

Kylo chuckled beside us. I crossed my arms over my chest and shifted my gaze back to the house. I half listened to Lucas explain what we were doing while I ran my eyes over the house.

“Shut it,” I demanded on a growl.

“What?” Lucas snapped.

I covered his mouth with my hand. “Listen.” I was sure I heard something out of place. There were no birds, no neighbors, so what was it?

My eyes widened when I heard it again.

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