Page 43 of Hit and Run
“I couldn’t sleep. Figured I should just get up,” I say, sitting across from him.
“Why don’t you take a hit of this.” He hands me a joint and a lighter. I gladly take it from him and take a long drag off it. “You know we’re gonna get her back, right?”
“I know, but it’s been eighteen hours already. He could have taken her out of the state or even the country by now,” I tell him. His face drops. I take one more drag before handing it back to him. “I’m only trying to think realistically.”
The relaxation from the weed courses through my body. It puts my mind at ease for the time being. We sit in silence for what feels like hours. After some time, Sketch walks out of the clubhouse.
“Church in ten, fuckers,” he says to us. Rascal nods his head.
“I’m gonna get a refill on my coffee.” I stand from the table and walk inside. I walk past Cali and Minx at the bar and go straight for the kitchen. I refill my cup, adding some sugar to it and lean against the counter. If anything bad happens to Sienna, I don’t know what I’ll do. I dig my palms into my eyes, rubbing them. I inhale a deep breath, slowly letting it out and head to the room where we have Church. I toss my phone in the basket before walking in. Then find my seat and wait for everyone else to show up.
Bull and Tech are the last two to walk in. Tech gets set up on his computer in the corner and Bull takes his seat at the head of the table. Bull nods to Rascal, signaling for him to close the doors. Once Rascal sits, Bull starts to talk.
“It has come to our attention that Torres has a son. We think this son of his has been in the Austin area for at least six months. Tech was able to find out some info on him,” Bull says to the room. He nods his head to Tech.
“His name Travis Peterson, but he goes by TJ. From what I can find on him, his mom was just some chick Torres was banging whenever he was in the same city as her. It looks like she passed away about three years ago. I’m guessing that’s around the time TJ and Torres were reunited,” Tech explains. “TJ was smart and ditched both Sienna and Wren’s cell phones, but thanks to Wren, we have TJ number that he’s used to keep in contact with Wren’s boyfriend. I tried to track his phone and the last ping I got was in Cotulla.”
“Cotulla is about an hour away from Laredo, which is right there on the Mexican border,” Bull informs us. “It’s been said Torres has a house outside the Laredo city limits. He keeps it heavily guarded.”
“Ain’t that like four hours from here? We could easily drive out there and raid the place,” Kicks suggests.
“We ain't goin’ out there without a solid plan. I don’t want us goin’ in blindsided and getting any of our own hurt. Or even worse, killed,” Bull states. I bounce my foot, getting more anxious as time goes by. We have a good idea where Sienna is and I have to force myself not to walk out of this clubhouse and drive out there on my own. “I have a reliable contact keeping their eyes open for any sightings of Torres, TJ, or Sienna. They’re also gonna do what they can to scope Torres’s house and get a headcount of his security.”
“So what’s our plan,” I ask Bull.
“Tech is gonna stay back with the prospects and Nomads Ruger and Reaper. The rest of us are gonna ride out to south San Antonio. Once we get there, I’ll touch base with my contact and we’ll go from there,” Bull explains. “Buster, I want you, Diesel, Rascal, and Raze to go to the warehouse and load up on weapons for the lot of us. We’ll leave here in an hour. Does anyone have anything they need to add?”
Bull glances around to each of us. When no one says anything, he slams the gavel down, dismissing everyone from Church. I go straight to my room to change my clothes. I grab my gun case that holds my Glock G19 and extra clips. I slide the Glock into the waistband of my jeans and put the extra clips in my pocket. I walk out to the main room, only to be stopped by Bull.
“Shade, where’s your head at,” he asks me.
“I’m focused on getting Sienna back,” I tell him honestly.
“Will you be able to keep a level head when we get to Torres’s place?”
“Yes, sir. I know that if I don't, then I’ll be putting everyone at risk. If I find myself having any issues, I’ll fall back,” I say.
“I respect that. Not many can say that truthfully.” He grabs my shoulder. “Keep me updated. If you need to step back, just say the word.”
With that, he goes to check on the others. Cali and Minx find their way over to me, wrapping me in a group hug.
“Bring our girl home,” Minx says when she pulls away from the hug.
“My girl,” I correct her with a smirk.
“Yeah, yeah. Ya caveman.” She lets out a light giggle and I can’t help but smile.
“When it comes to Sienna, you’re damn right,” I tell her.
“Be safe out there,” Cali says to me. I nod and walk outside. I need a moment to collect myself before we head out.
26
Sienna
TJand the man are going back and forth about something in Spanish. I only know a few words and they’re talking too fast for me to catch anything. TJ sounds pissed off at first but after a few minutes of them going at it, he seems to calm down. It’s almost as if the man talked him into something. Whatever it is, my heart is racing and I’m beginning to worry. They stop talking and both turn to me. I have the urge to run, but then I remember what TJ said about the house being surrounded by armed guards. I wouldn’t make it far if I ran.
“Chula,” the man says. “Come with me.”
