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“Shit, it’s raining hard Okay, the kid got a call and took it outside, but I overheard it as I was leaving Whoever was on the line asked him to do an errand For Lefty Wanted hiuarding so”

“God fucking daainst the dash

Zach swerved off the road and hit the brakes “What’s going on, brother?” Once again, Rocket leaned between the front seats, any traces of playfulness vanished

“Jig?” Izzy asked

“Babe, I’ you on speaker Repeat what you just said”

Rocket and Zach’s reactions were just as violent as Jig’s, but they couldn’t possibly have been feeling the same rattled tur some punk to a barn where they housed trafficked woman

Fuck

“Fuck!” he screaain

Maintaining his cool, Zach put a hand on Jig’s shoulder “Iz, where are you now?” he asked

“Heading west on Lamar Alexander Parkway He just pulled out of that Italian place”

Zach caught Rocket’s eye in the mirror and nodded Rocket pulled out his phone and started a low conversation Jig shook his head then rolled his shoulders and focused on what Izzy was saying He needed to get his shit together so he could be useful to her and his club

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His body zinged with an electricity he’d felt a few ti to pay very soon

“Good, Iz, that’s good,” Zach said “We’re actually only five h behind hih it doesn’t sound like he’s sh to pick up a tail Still, be cautious Stay on the line and navigate for us when he gets off the parkway Okay? We should be pulling up behind you in a few minutes”

Zach stomped on the accelerator, and his pickup shot forward, way faster than the speed li rain, but fuck it They had to catch up to Izzy and fast

“Will do,” Izzy said Then she fell quiet, probably concentrating on the road and her mark

“Babe, we’re in Zach’s black F-150 He’ll flash his lights e’re behind you You immediately pull over and head back home”

A soft snort ca rid of me that easy, bubba”