Page 55 of Brooks (Dirty Misfits MC 1)
Cole blinked. “How do you know they don't know we know?”
Tanner sighed. “Isn’t it obvious? If they knew that we knew what they knew, then they’d obviously be moving her right now. And they’re not. It’s completely silent.”
Cole furrowed his brow. “Right.”
I rolled my eyes. “Okay, change of plans. I don’t know if Porter and Archer will be joining us, and we can’t take on an entire club—or even half a fucking club—just the three of us.”
Cole scoffed. “Thanks.”
Tanner chuckled. “He’s right, though. We don’t have much ammunition, nor do we have any other guns to switch out once we run out of ammunition.”
I pointed at him. “Exactly. So, we move on the one thing we do know.”
Cole studied my face. “You want to sneak Raven out.”
I smiled wickedly. “Even better. I want to play them at their own game. I want to sneak up on them while they are all together, get Raven out, chuck these grenades, and get the fuck out of here. Oh, and I want to kill Sid.”
Tanner smiled. “That’s my kind of plan.”
Cole shrugged. “All right, we’ll follow your lead.”
We jumped from cover to cover, slowly inching our way toward the warehouse. And I prayed with all my might that we had the upper hand. For all I knew, they were using Raven’s technology as a way to lure us in before they took us all up in flames.
But for Raven? It was worth the risk.
“Want to throw the grenades through the broken window?” Cole whispered.
I shook my head at him. “We find Raven first. Then, we unleash.”
Tanner nodded. “Got it.”
Cole sighed. “Fine. No fun for us.”
I chuckled. “It will be fun once I know Raven’s safe.”
We crept around the warehouse and I heard muffled footsteps. The guys and I pressed our backs against the outside metal of the building, trying to shrink our bodies as much as possible. I was sure we looked ridiculous, a handful of massive, muscle-bound men in leather jackets seated next to some rusted-out warehouse. Sounded more like a movie than anything else. But the footsteps turned to move in the other direction before disappearing altogether.
So, I motioned for them to start moving with me again.
We traveled around the outside of the place once and noticed there weren’t any security cameras. I mean the Santa Cruz wharf wasn’t necessarily known for their security measures. It was the exact reason why this damned place was so popular with people such as myself. However, it gave me hope.
Because if they expected me to come, wouldn’t they have put cameras out?
“Just shut up and listen, would you?”
The familiar sound of Sid’s voice stopped me in my tracks. I held my hand out, telling the guys to stop, and I slowly looked up over my head. Hovering above me was a small windowsill, and judging by the harshness of Sid’s voice, the damned thing was open.
I put my finger to my lips and shushed the guys before they silently made their way toward me.
“But boss. What the hell are we gonna do—”
Sid interrupted the foreign voice. “You leave our president to me. Right now, I’m the one in control of you, and you’ll do as I ask. Anyone checked on the girl lately?”
Another voice spoke. “You said to leave her to you, and only you.”
Side paused. “Right. Well, I’m gonna go check on her and then one of you assholes is going to get food. I’m fucking starving, and I ain’t heard shit yet.”
My eyes widened as heavy footfalls fluttered outside of the window. I contorted my body until I had myself in a crouching position. I counted in my head the number of seconds it took for Sid to get back. Those numbers would give me a fairly rough approximation of just how far away Raven was from this room.
And when I surpassed fifteen seconds in my head, I dipped my hand into my pocket.
Cole’s eyes widened with joy as I pulled out the grenade. I flashed it to him and Tanner, who both pulled out their grenades in return. I pointed to my grenade before pointing to the open window and the two nodded in unison. Then, Cole thumbed behind him before pointing to his grenade.
“The door?” he mouthed.
I cocked my head. “Can you open it?”
He nodded. “Propped open. Door stop.”
I gave him a thumbs up before turning my attention to Tanner. I pointed behind me and he moved as silently as the night in order to poke his head around the back of the building. He shook his head, telling me there wasn’t anything else to throw a grenade into.
Then, it dawned on me. “Footsteps?”
Tanner furrowed his brow. “What?”
I pointed to my boots. “Do you hear footsteps?”
I watched him strain his neck around the corner to listen before he shook his head at me.
