This is why he’s President. BJ is always a few steps ahead and see’s everything from all angles.
“I wanna see them. I wanna know what is happening to my baby girl, so I know how best to help her. I don’t want her to have to relive them by her having or feeling the need to tell us. That would break me more than seeing the videos,” Reck declares.
“I feel the same as Reck. I don’t wanna get her back and then do something that would trigger a flashback or upset her in any way,” I add.
Prez seems to be thinking this through and looking to Bull. An unspoken conversation seems to be happening between them.
“Fine, Wire show them the latest video, but that’s it,” BJ states.
Wire nods and starts clicking away at his laptop. A few moments later, the screen in church comes to life.
“I warn you; this is not as bad as the others, but also worse at the same time.”
Nodding, but not really understanding what he means until the video plays and I feel the vomit rise in my throat. He’s right. It’s not as bad as the others as they aren’t assaulting her body as much. However, watching them doing a train on her is ripping my heart out. Each of them is taking turns to rape my girl. Some even burn her, and at times she tries to fight back. Turning to Reck, his head is in his hands.
“Turn it off,” he cries.
“We did warn you, brother. This is the reason I didn’t want to show you,” Prez confirms.
“I get it, but we needed to know so we can help her,” I say.
After a few moments of silence, while everyone gets a grip on what they just saw, Prez resumes church.
“We think we have a location of where the video was uploaded from. Now they are on the run. He’s getting sloppy and slipping up. The location is a cabin in the woods a few miles out of town. We had thought of going in under the cover of darkness. However, most people who are on the run expect that, so we have decided to use the element of surprise and go early in the morning while they are sleeping.”
I like this plan. The sooner we can reach her, the better.
“Get some sleep tonight and make sure all guns are clean and loaded. We ride first thing tomorrow morning.” Banging the gavel to end church, Tank and I head straight for the family room.
Walking in, I find Beau bouncing around the couches.
“Dad, I’m Peter Pan, and Kate is Tinkerbell,” he says as he flies from one couch to another.
Laughing, I turn to Kate. “I see you’re corrupting my son with your Disney crap.”
Kate is a huge Disney nut. She’s always loved it, even when she was a kid. Seems she hasn’t grown out of it.
“Dad, it was great. We watched Peter Pan and Mary Poppins. I’m going to tell Grandpops about the crocodile.”
He runs off singing something about flying a kite in a fake British accent.
“Kid’s a regular Dick Van Dyke,” Kate laughs.
“Yeah, kid’s got a great sense of humor. He does these impressions of the brothers. Cracks me up,” Tank says.
“He’s a good kid, Joker. He misses his mom,” she adds.
With a sigh, I drop my head forward. I’d known this conversation was coming.
“Not now, sis! Just know we’re going to a location tomorrow where we think Carrie might be,” Tank says, giving his sister that look.
He may be the younger of the two, but he’s always been protective. Not that Kate has ever really needed it. Kate is badass in her own right. When the shit went down with Cass, she didn’t need saving as she saved herself. We just came in at the end and helped her clean up the mess. Tank and I made sure Kate could handle almost any weapon and is also mixed martial arts trained too. I smack Tank on the back.
“Thanks, brother. I’m going to make sure Beau hasn’t managed to get into any trouble and leave you two to catch up. Kate, it’s great seeing you, and I’m glad you’re back. This is your home,” I say. Giving her a big hug, she hugs me back.
“Thanks, Joker. It’s good to be back and feels like home too.”
Leaving them both to catch up, I head off to hunt my son down.
