Page 92 of Brother In Arms

Laughter and a “Yeeeeah!” went up, someone clapped and said, “Alright now!” I laughed, too. I figured I wouldn’t be turned down. It was getting boring around here.

“Where do we start?” Duracell asked, taking a drink of his beer.

“Data’s running up a list of holdings and shit, this fucker has got. We ain’t aimin’ to kill anybody, but we damn sure wanna set a couple of fires, you in?”

“Dude’s house?” he asked.

“Yeah, among other things.”

Data came out to the fire, his hands stuffed in his pockets and said, “Piece of cake. He’s got a house outside Lexington that he lives in with his wife, no kids, and the wife is with him at the hospital so if you’re going to take it out, tonight would be a good bet. I tapped into their security feed and they don’t even have a pet. Housekeeper’s gone for the day…”

“No security?” Duracell asked.

“One guard at a gate shack.”

“Good deal. Blue, you up for a little adventure?” Blue smiled at Duracell and nodded. Both of them stood up and Cell stretched. “Keep an eye on your local news,” he said flicking his cigarette butt into the fire pit.

He and Blue melted into the night beyond the flames and I had no doubt that Bailey’s revenge would be played out, probably not just over the local news, but the national news as well. I looked to Data who shrugged.

“It’ll be hard as fuck to trace back to us, this guy is dirty six ways to Sunday. You wouldn’t believe the shit I turned up. He’s got way more than Bailey and her mom pissed off at him. I’m surprised he hasn’t had the lid blown off this shit long before we ever came along.”

“So spill it,” Reaver called out across the fire. “Where we goin’?”

“He’s got a development about twenty minutes from here,” Data said trailing off, he was tapping on his phone’s screen and looked up. “Sorry, was texting Blue the address.”

“Completed?” Trig asked.

“Nope, still under construction. Got a bunch of earth moving equipment out there, foundations poured on a couple buildings, but that’s about it.”

“I’m down for a little sabotage tonight, how about you?” Reaver asked Trig.

“Seems to me, Rush ain’t got much time, so he’d probably be best suited for this one. Sure he’s going to want to be back before Bailey wakes up.”

I nodded, “Shit, I’ll go with you,” Revelator said.

“Cool,” Data said. “Because an hour away there’s another development, partially finished, that could use Lucky’s attention. Again, no collateral damage, but it’s probably right at the tipping point for going into the downhill slide into completion.”

“Dude, if you can pull him off of Moira that’d be great.” Reaver said, grinning. Trigger laughed and shook his head.

“Only thing Lucky likes more than pussy is blowing shit up, shouldn’t be hard. I’ll go get him.” Trig killed the can of beer in his hand and crushed it.

“Guess it’s you and me, Rev.”

“And me,” Thirteen said, getting up from where he was laying the length of one of the benches.

“Where the fuck your ol’ ladies at, anyways?” I asked.

“Planning something for your girlfriend to take her mind off her troubles.”

“Oh, fuck…” I muttered.

“Yeah, buddy! Welcome to our world,” Revelator said clapping me on the back. I laughed.

“Come on, let’s go before any of ‘em get wise that we’re up to something.”

“Good idea. I’ve got two kids, Red would kill me if she knew I was up to anything that’d pull me away from family.”

Thirteen was nodding, “No kids, but Dani’s still got troubles sleeping.”

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