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I pointed to the chair. “Let’s go. I have to get you home to watch Travis. I don’t trust him at home by himself. He couldn’t get out of bed this morning.”

Harlan nodded and sat in the chair without more arguing. “Let’s go.”

While the nurse pushed Harlan to the elevator and continued on to the front exit, he didn’t say a word.

Once I got him out of the chair and into the truck, I waved goodbye to the nurse and ran around to the driver’s side of the Bronco.

I put the truck in gear and Harlan freaked out. “How in hell are we gonna find Virgil, Tammy? He took Dad’s bike and we both know how much Travis loves that Harley.”

“Molly is working on something for me. Remember we talked about where the first two kids came from before they went to detention?”

“No.”

“Okay. I’m thinking where those first two lived—like where they grew up—might be the place where the gang is coming from. It’s only a guess, but when Molly gets me the name of a town, that’s where I’m going with Ted.”

“I want to go too.”

“Today you have to stay with Travis. He needs help. Tomorrow we’ll see how he is and if he can be left alone.”

“I don’t see how I can sit around watching Dad while my shit brother is out there joyriding on the Harley with my dogs painted on it. Travis loves that bike more than fuckin life. This is my fault for bringing Virgil into our house.”

“You were only trying to help your brother, and this is how the little shit thanked you.”

“Tell me about it.” Harlan winced and clutched at his arm in the sling.

Wild Stallion Ranch.

Tammy dropped me off at the ranch and the first thing I did was get coffee for Travis. I made him a sandwich and then set up my laptop on the kitchen table where I could see him, and he could talk to me.

I started in on Tammy’s idea about looking up where the gangers were from before they went to Juvie in Great Falls. They might come from the same town as the two dead guys Tam shot at the market and then we’d have a connection.

With my arm in a sling, I had to type with one finger, but I read through all the reports and police records again and came up with a place called Glenroy.

Never heard of it, but on the Google map I put on the screen, it looked like it was west of Great Falls. A few miles. Not too far.

If that was hometown to the bunch of punks stealing cars and trucks and ripping off wallets, then that’s where we had to go and snoop around.

I called Tammy and told her the name of the place.

Sheriff’s Office. Coyote Creek.

I went back to work and before I had time to ask Molly if she’d found out anything about the kids, Harlan called with the name of a place he’d searched out.

“I found a place to start looking for the punks, Tam. It’s called Glenroy and it’s west of Great Falls, but not too far from the city. What did Molly find?”

“Haven’t had time to ask her yet.”

“Don’t go until tomorrow, so I can go with you.”

“We don’t know that you’ll be able to leave Travis tomorrow. I’m going to do some recon today. If you’re clear tomorrow, you can come with me when we take them down.”

“Copy.”

I ran into the squad room and Molly had names and addresses written down and they were in the same place Harlan found. Glenroy, down near Great Falls. That’s where some of the kids had come from but it didn’t mean they were still there.

“Fantastic, Molly. Ted and I will take a run down there and look around. Those kids have hurt Billy, Harlan, and Virgil. We have to grab them and get them off the street.”

“I agree,” said Molly, “but be careful, Tammy. They have guns now that they stole from somewhere and you’ve seen how dangerous they can be.”