Page 37 of Brick's Redemption

“Gotta go, man. Paramedics are here.”

“You need me, call. I’ll let you know what I find.”

“Will do, brother.”

They ended the call, and Brick rolled his shoulders. “Mike.”

“On it,” he replied, already pressing on the gas and speeding in the hammer lane, urgency riding his features.

Brick tugged me closer as my thoughts spiraled. How could this happen? Why weren’t the Desert Titans prepared?

“You want me to send a squad car to the clubhouse, Brick?” Mike glanced his way as he gripped the steering wheel.

“No. Whatever I find, I want to be there first.”

“Christ, Brick.”

“Ginny, baby, you stay close to me.”

I nodded.

“Whatever happens, you don’t leave my sight.”

“Okay.”

Brick turned back to Mike. “We’re gonna need you with us as backup.”

“I know. That’s why I’ve got my badge and gun,” Mike informed us.

Thirty minutes outside of Vegas, my phone rang.

I swiped across the screen, answering with an anxious hello.

“Ginny!”

“Mom! Are you okay?”

“Don’t go home!”

What? “Why? What’s happening?”

“I love you! Don’t go ho—”

The call dropped. Shit!

“Brick,” I whined, worried for my mom and Uncle Trig. “Is she safe? What’s happening!?”

Brick grasped my chin and forced me to stare into his eyes. I knew I probably looked as panicked as I felt. “Baby, breathe. If I know anything, it’s that Trig is fucking smart, and he’ll protect your mom with his life.”

“Do you think they’re okay?”

“Yes,” he answered without hesitation. “He took your mom underground.”

Underground? “What does that mean?”

“There’s shit you don’t know about your Uncle Trig. He’s got connections from the time he spent as a Seal. Government ties. He’ll be able to disappear until he can resurface safely with Ciara.”

Wow. How many secrets did my family have? My dad was a cleaner in a motorcycle club. My uncle was a sniper in the Navy. I knew he went on top-secret missions and traveled the world. I guess it wasn’t too shocking that he made friends in high places.

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