“Marcel? Where the fuck are you, dumbass!” Frankie yelled out, calling his teammate.
“Fucker is dead!” Joker said, coming up on them, carrying Marcel’s rifle with him, pointing it at Frankie and David.
“Well, looks like what we have us here a Mexican standoff, boys! You boys need to drop your weapons! I have no problems shooting little boys in the head!” Frankie yelled, pointing his weapon at Cody, finger on the trigger.
“See, we have three more friends who will be along here shortly. They made a pit stop at the pretty ranch house that ole Hankie pankie here owns to grab the women. After they have their fun with one or two of them, they are bringing the fat bitch and a couple more up here so we can have us a partay! You boys get to watch as we fuck the hell out of your bitches, show them what a real man is, then they get to watch while we slit your fucking throats. If they are good fucks, we may sell them to buyers along with the brats here.” Frankie bragged, laughing as he walked around the camp, keeping his gun trained on Cody the whole time.
“What do you want to do with the two kids?” David questioned his brother, hopping from foot to foot, getting antsy on the whole situation.
“Gather their guns. I’ll keep an eye on them. The other two will be dead meat soon when Dewey, Pork Chops and Gomer show up. Those boys love to hunt. Put the four men together, tie them to that tree. I’ll tie the boys up to this tree once they adults are dealt with.”
“NO! I’m not leaving my daddy! Let him go! Daddy!!” Willie screamed out when David dragged the boy away from Highlander.
“You better tell the boy to quiet the fuck down and listen to what we tell him or I will fucking shoot the kid!” Frankie yelled at Highlander.
“William!” Highlander firmly told his youngest son. “Calm down, son! Go with ye brother. Cody, take care of him. Everything will be ok. Just stay quiet. Listen to what ye are told to do! I promise everything will be ok!” Highlander told his sons, calm, cool and collected.
Three shots rang out in the woods, making the men duck out of habit. “Sounds like your boys were found, Lt.” Frank smirked over at Highlander, gloating.
“Ye sure about that, Jones?” Highlander fired back, glaring at the man.
Frankie slammed his fist into Highlander’s face, knocking him back from the force. Frankie followed up with a punch to Highlander’s stomach, taking him down to his knees. Cody and Willie screamed out for their father, who raised a hand to calm the boys down.
David used his foot to push Highlander backwards towards the tree, using the rope they brought with them to tie the men’s hands behind them. Once all four men were secured, David then used another rope to tie the men to the tree itself, making sure they had no way of escaping if they tried. Once the adults were secured, David then went and did the same to the two boys, glaring at them when Willie tried to squirm his way out of the bonds.
Seeing that his brother was having a hard time with the youngest, Frankie walked over and punched the kid in the face with his fist, knocking Willie out. “Think you can fucking deal with the kid now?”
“Ye better hope my son is ok. Ye hurt him anymore than that, I will fucking kill ye!” Highlander’s voice was low and deadly.
“Gotta get loose first asshole! I don’t see that happening! You forget I know all the tricks a SEAL would use to get free!” Frankie mocked Highlander, laughing.
“Hey boss, found this fucker roaming the woods!” Dewey, Gomer and Pork Chops walked into the camp, pushing an injured Swede in front of them.
“Tie his fucking ass up over there with the others. Where are the fucking chicks?” Frankie demanded, watching the three newcomers push the injured SEAL to the tree.
“Couldn’t get to them boss. They had that place surrounded with five-o. Don’t know what’s going on. Figured we’d better come up here and give you a hand with these assholes then we can deal with them later.” Dewey answered, standing up after tying up Swede with the others.
“Sounds like the police knows you’re in town, Jones.” Snake sneered at his former teammate.
“Bullshit! No one knows where we are. As far as the brass knows, we’re visiting family.” Frankie growled back at Snake.
“Guess not! The women would have no reason to have bodyguards and the police at the house.” Mac egged the Jones brothers on. “Think about it! We’re here, not due back for several days. You guys leave San Diego, show up in Montana, the cops are all over the ranch…”
Frankie stopped his movements, glared at the men tied to the tree then at the men who came with him. “Who the fuck did you talk to?” Frankie demanded from his brother.
“Who the fuck would I talk to asshole? You’ve been with me every fucking minute of the day, other than at work. I’m alone at work, no one fucking talks to me.”
“Fucking Marcel!!” Frankie screamed out, walking over to the men tied to the tree and kicking out at Highlander.
“Frankie…Frankie stop!” David screamed at his brother, pulling him off of Highlander. We need to deal with these fuckers and get the fuck out of here. If they know that we came this way, they’ll be heading this way.”
“Fuck that, those bitches aren’t going to ruin our fun.” Frankie declared, looking around at their surroundings. “Dewey, I want you, Pork Chops and David to spread out in the woods. Gomer, you’re to watch the fucking brats while I set up traps around here.”
Without waiting for confirmation from everyone else, Frankie took off to do his thing while the others did theirs.
Highlander looked over at the boys, giving them a huge smile, letting them know he was ok and that all would be ok. Ignoring the glare from Gomer, Highlander kept eye contact with his boys. As long as they kept their eyes on him, he knew all would be ok. They would get out of this alive. How the hell would they manage, he didn’t know. He just knew that they were all SEALs and SEALs never gave up, even after their last breath left their lung, they still kept on fighting.
Chapter 10
