Page 25 of Joker
Prez nods and heads back to church.
Making my way to Beau’s room, I manage to get him in his pajamas and into bed. His face when he’s asleep looks like an angel. I watch him sleep for a few minutes before I head back down to church.
Slowly taking my place, Tank catches my eye. He does not look like he’s handling this well. His knuckles are bloody, and some attempt to patch them up was made but not well.
“Tank when we’re done, have Doc look at your hands,” Prez orders.
He just nods his head in understanding.
“Right, another video has been uploaded.”
Fuck no. I’m not sure I can take another video like the last one.
The video appears on the screen and shows my girl strung up from the ceiling and the sick bastard with a mask covering his face whipping her. I can see the pain on her face, but she’s not giving him the satisfaction of knowing she’s in pain. Carrie is strong, and I feel so proud of her strength.
Looking over to Reck, I can see he’s barely keeping it together. Suddenly the room is filled with the most harrowing scream. Reck is out of the chair, and the chair goes flying across the room into the television, just missing Prez. His whole body is vibrating with rage. A rage like no other, he’s hulking out.
I know how he feels. That scream would live with me for the rest of my life.
Looking around the room, pain, rage, and clear desperation are showing on the face of every brother present.
“It’s clear that video has affected us all greatly. If anyone needs to talk, my door is open.”
Prez knows as men we keep a lot inside, but some things are good, healthy even, to talk about and not bottle up.
Just as everyone settles down, Wire comes into church.
“We have a possible location.”
That gets everyone’s attention. Laying a map and photos out on the table, he starts to explain that the videos were uploaded from a farmhouse a few towns over. The details fit what Agnes was able to describe for us.
“Get Agnes. NOW!” Prez yells, looking directly at Reck, who a few minutes later comes back with Agnes behind him, gripping his hand.
“You’re not in trouble, Agnes. We need your help,” Prez sooths.
Nodding her head, her body relaxes a little until she notices the pictures on the table. Her whole body tenses back up and then some. That’s all we need to know. This is the place. Slowly she makes her way to the table and picks up a photo of the farmhouse.
“You found it?” her voice is shaky.
Reck instantly goes to her and wraps his arms around her waist and holds her close. Giving her the support she needs.
“Yes, we believe this is where Carrie might be,” replies Prez.
Nodding her head, she looks to Reck.
“This is the house we were in. I escaped with Beau through the back and out through the woods to the main road, where we walked into town. We hid behind some shops on the main street until the bus came.”
God, she went through so much to get my son to me safely.
“Okay, thank you, Agnes,” said Prez.
Reck leads a shaking Agnes from church and returns a few moments later.
“Pip is with her,” he confirms when he comes back.
“We need a plan. I’ve been looking at the surrounding area, and the aerial photos Wire has. We need to split into teams and cover each side of the property. That way, we can approach through the woods and have the element of surprise. Wire, can you tell if he has any surveillance around the property?” asks Tank.
Tank takes over. As Sergeant at Arms, this is his job, and he’s the fucking best at what he does.
