Page 149 of Wildest Forever

“Do you know?” I point to Tripp, but he rolls his lips and shakes his head softly.“Right,” I take four steps forward and drag the chair out. “Where are the cowboys?” I look around and furrow my brows.

“Sent them down the fields.”

I nod.

“Are we still sure on the mole?” I find myself asking, looking around the bunk house.

“Pretty.”

“Pretty sure doesn't fill me with confidence.”

“I just need a bit more time,” Riggs tone doesn't change, it's flat and monotone.

“Everyone is too quiet which makes me nervous,” I admit. “I don't trust Marty, not after what happened with Conrad.”

“Luke is going over to the cell tomorrow, Austin is keeping watch on Marty, we know his loyalty is with us. What happened to Conrad was shit, yes, but it helped...” he trails off and my stomach twists with anxiety.

“Do you think it was Marty?” Tripp asks and he looks at both of us.

“I don't think so...” and the hesitation in his voice has my mind ticking.

I hum at his response.

“We need to start moving in now, we need to maybe get the suits back here, see if we can get a reaction from them... someone is behind them and like I said, I think I know who is orchestrating it but I just need to do a bit more digging to be sure.” He drags a chair out and slumps himself in it.

“How long do you think you'll need?” I ask, tapping my fingers on the table.

“A week, maybe two.”

Me and Tripp nod.

“Right, well let's focus on that then. Bring Luke by tomorrow, today... I don't even know what the time is,” I sigh, rubbing my hand over my face.

“It's all connected, I know that much... just need to work out if Marty is working with them or solo... did you try that number again?” Riggs asks as he downs the rest of his whiskey and slams it on the wooden table.

“I passed it onto Nate, he is going to look into it,” Riggs nods.

“Good, good... this is good,” Riggs stands and places his hands on his hips.

“Xavier offered to stand behind us if we need it.”

“It's always good having people on our side,” Tripp agrees and Riggs mutters what sounds likeyes I agree.

“I said we will let them know if we need them.”

“No problem.” Riggs sighs. “Okay, so, leave it with me, I just need a bit longer and then we can move in when I have it confirmed.”

“Sounds good,” I push up from my own seat at the same time as Tripp.“Meet me at the office, eight a.m. tomorrow.” I tell Riggs as I lift my hat and place it back on my head and he gives a shallow nod.

“Has he spoken yet?”

“Not a fucking word. Should have just put a bullet in his head.”

“Too easy,” Tripp reminds Riggs and he chuckles softly.

“He will talk, we just need to get it out of him,” I admit, turning on my heel and grabbing my keys from my front pocket.

“Hmm, I'm not so sure,” Riggs says as he follows behind me and I tug the door open, holding it for Riggs, Riggs holding it for Tripp.

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