Page 259 of Outlaws of Tulsa

Back to square fucking one.

Unbelievable.

“He’s here. In Memphis. We just have to find him,” I growl. “We will find him.”

Several of the guys nod in agreement. They might annoy the shit out of me—like my own brothers used to back in the day—but they have my back. Even if they moan and complain a lot.

“What about the kid?” Filter asks. “Maybe we can work backward from there.”

“The kid is Mitch,” I grind out. “My baby brother.”

The suite falls into a respectful silence. They all know what Night Giant did to me and plenty of others, including Cove and his sisters, and it’s inevitable he’ll do the same to Mitch.

“Mitch,” Filter echoes. “According to our search, there’s no record of a missing person report or anything. We’d think Night Giant was lying except Dragon spoke to Mitch. It’s suspect that his parents haven’t filed anything with the cops. So we need to talk to your parents and—”

“No,” I clip out. “None of you will be talking to them.”

Koyn flicks his unlit cigarette at me and it bounces off my chest. “Don’t make this difficult, Dragon. We need to find out why they haven’t reported your brother missing. This could be vital in leading us to him.”

I snap my head his way. “There’s a reason why I’ve kept this life from them. Nothing changes where that’s concerned.”

“I’ll do it,” Cove says.

“Do what?” Koyn demands.

“Talk to his parents. Nees and I both can. We’re young and can pretend to be Mitch’s friends, who are worried about him.” He glances over at me. “What do you think?”

I sweep my stare over Cove’s angelic features. My mother would eat him up. Throw a Polo on him and give him a fuckboy hairstyle and he’s golden. Nees is a bit of a douchebag, but most of my rich-ass friends were back in the day, especially Donte.

“That will work,” I agree, unable to pull my gaze from his supple lips. “They can find out when he was last seen and with whom.”

Cove’s lips curve into a pleased smile. It’s so soft and unexpected, I can’t help but stare. I reach up and brush my fingers over his mouth, unfortunately stealing his smile in the process.

“Anyway,” Koyn drawls out, irritation dripping from his tone. “We’ll split up. Some of us can keep hunting here on the computers, a few of us will go around town to interrogate locals, and the rest can wait outside for Nees and BP.”

After Koyn assigns everyone to their jobs, I take Filter, Nees, and Cove with me. We take Hadley’s Tahoe since it’s the nicest vehicle in the bunch and head to the high-end part of town to get these guys some new clothes.

“I’ll wait in here,” Filter says from behind the wheel. “Daddy can take you two shopping.”

Nees smacks him in the head before he climbs out. I bite back a laugh because it’s funny as fuck. Cove leans forward before exiting and pokes Filter in the shoulder.

“Hurt my sister and I’ll kill you,” Cove growls. “She’s not a fuck toy.”

Filter scowls at him. “Fuck off, kid.”

“It’s a promise,” Cove hisses. “A motherfucking promise.”

“You couldn’t hurt me if you tried,” Filter snaps back.

“No,” I say with a calm but cutting edge to my voice, “but I could. Respect my fucking boyfriend.”

“Jesus,” Filter utters. “Are you shitting me right now?”

“I’m not your boyfriend,” Cove snarls, aiming his anger toward me now.

“He is,” I say to Filter. “And if you hurt his sister, I’ll hurt you. End of fucking discussion.”

Cove, clearly annoyed by my intervening, climbs out of the Tahoe and storms to one of the shops. I follow after him, smirking. He can be pissy all he wants. It only serves to make my dick hard.

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