Page 51 of Lunatic

“Then you understand that nothing, and I mean fucking nothing, is going to get done before I fucking find her. You’ve taken enough of my time.”

Bones glances at his brothers and shrugs.

“We’ll go with you. I can’t take my eyes off you, until we figure out if you’re a threat. You’ll get your girl and we’ll get our answers.”

I don’t have a car, so I don’t have many options. As long as I find Bianca, nothing else matters.

“Whatever. You can drive.”

We walk over to their Escalade, and Psycho opens the door.

“The twins can sit there.” He points to the middle row of seats.

“Kage and I will get in the back, so we can keep an eye on him.”

Reaper gets in beside me, and I don’t think he has taken his eyes off me.

“You look like me.”

I roll my eyes at the man stating the very fucking obvious.

“Thank you for stating the obvious, Hellen Keller.”

Luckily, he’s quiet for a few minutes, as I yell out to Bones the directions to where her tracker is showing she is.

“You have a tracker on your girl too? Where is it?”

“In her IUD,” I answer, just because I don’t think he’ll stop asking until I answer.

“Jesus,” Kage and Psycho say in unison.

Reaper leans forward, staring at me like I hung the fucking moon.

“It’s in her pussy? That’s fucking genius. Nobody is going to find that unless they yank it out.”

“Turn left,” I yell to Bones.

“It’s a fucking field,” he complains.

If I had a gun right now, I’d fucking shoot him.

“I don’t care what it is. That’s where the tracker says she is, so that’s where we’re going.”

He drives into the field and quickly stops.

“We aren’t driving up to her, because we don’t know what we’re getting into.”

Psycho grumbles as he opens the door.

“We aren’t helping this fucker with his trouble. He’s on his own until we find out if he even lives.”

I get out, ignoring him, and follow the direction that the tracker shows. My look-a-like walks beside me, watching my phone screen. Psycho barks, “Reaper, you’re with us.”

He ignores Psycho, and says, “I’ll help if you need me to.”

“Your brothers won’t like that,” I say and he shrugs.

“I’ve never done as I’m told. Why start now?”