Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Lake, B. (rosie project txt) 📕

These are the people that I should be worried about working with, the ones that are down with the right cause.

Shepard is in the corner with Tex trying to get him under control. In actuality I should kill him, but he’d put his life on the line today too. The Spawns will never be a brother to me, but I could see that they were trying to pull as far away from Rooster as they could. With Shepard's guidance I was positive that they would too. If they stayed true to that I had no problem leaving them alive for now.

"The kids upstairs?" Vexx asks, out of breath and her hair completely disheveled. Her gun pressed heavily in her arm.

"Yeah, we need to get them out of here too. Fuck how the hell are we going to get all of them to safety? Where are they going to go?"

"Let me take care of that. I can have the local police force and maybe a few folks from the Bureau here within a matter of hours." Wyatt says as he digs his phone out of his pocket and starts to put calls in.

I stand back and look at my family, there is no way that I would have been able to do this without them. Not a chance in hell would I have gotten my kid out of here if I didn't have help. I’d spent so long thinking that because of my mistakes I had to fight to deserve their loyalty when they'd never stopped being loyal in the first place. It's humbling.

I turn my head and can see Roth looking around. His eyebrows are knitted together and a deep scowl on his face.

"What is it?" I ask out loud. His eyes jerk up to where I am when he realizes I'm talking to him.

"We are missing a few. The ones that stole Lily in the first place and the ones that hurt Keeley. They aren't here."

I scan the hallway looking for the face I’d seen in the surveillance photos and he was right, they aren't here. There is no way that I was just going to forget about killing those motherfuckers. Not in this fucking lifetime.

A call comes through on Jameson’s phone, I turn to him to see what update is coming through. "Yang says there is movement on the west side. He wants to know if they should take them down."

"Children or adult?" I ask.

"Adults, looks like half a dozen."

"That’s them. Of course, it’s the ones that run this shit that would have an escape plan." Roth says looking to me.

"Tell him to take them down, but don’t kill them. We are on the way." I glance over to Ink to see if I can tell what kind of mindset, he is in. He looks calm, "Ink you good?"

"Yeah, what’s up Wire?"

"I need some assistance."

"Let me come." Clean steps up.

"No brother, if the fucking cowards that left all these people behind are the same ones that hurt Keeley, you're not going to want to be around for that.

"Oooh, oooh, oooh, you about to fillet their dicks? Oh, how about a spike up the ass? Oh, let me come. Can I come too?" Tex tries to walk away from Shepard, but he doesn't let him go.

"Sorry, can't do it."

I was fine with them laying their lives on the line if they wanted to, but I wasn't going to trust them to have my back if it was just us alone. No, we definitely weren’t there yet.

"Roth, you too."

My head swings to Ink. "You going to be good with that?" Ink is my brother, way before Roth had even stepped on the scene. Roth did some fucked up shit to Ink, even if he was responsible for getting him out at the end. It must be hell for Ink to have to be around Roth so much. The last thing I want is for my brother to feel slighted, since I'm forcing him into this situation.

"No, as long as the fucker doesn't come at me with any handcuffs I'm straight." Ink says one thing, but his body language says another. He was not ok with this in the least.

"Alright, I need a few things. Rope. Lots of fucking rope. See if you can get some of the cuffs that they have in the rooms. A few jugs of water, fire, and …" I pick up the bat that Tex gave me on the way in, I must have dropped it when everything began to pop off, "this. Yeah. This will do just fine."

Ink pulls out a large coil of rope from the bag that he was carrying, but it was no where near enough. "A lot more. See if one of these lovely people would be of any assistance. If not start beating the information out of them, I'm sure someone will point us in the right direction ..." The second it comes out of my mouth at least half a dozen of the people that were bound and on the ground, began to tell us where we could find some rope, more zip ties, or fishing line. Basically, anything that could be used for tying someone up.

Treble, Fly, and a few others rush to the locations the prisoners gave, and they come back with what looks like hundreds of yards of rope and four huge jugs of water. That would do just fine.

I grab the rope and my bat. Roth and Ink take some as well and we make our way out of the house, but before I do I turn back. "Clean, Jameson, Wyatt make sure every room in this house is checked. We leave no one behind."

They nod. I turn to walk out behind Ink and Roth. I know they will take care of it. I trust them to do the right thing and their decisions the same way they trust mine. Yang told us that he had the last of the workers