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“What about Dylan? Are you sending your squad after him?”
Jace sighed. “I don’t have a squad, Kara. I told you, my concern is the same as yours—find the kid and get him into protective custody. You have to convince him to turn himself over to us. It’s for his own good.”
Trusting him now was important. They were close to getting Dylan to come in. If not, the kid would keep running, and Lance and his crew had spies everywhere.
“All right. I’ll try.”
Kara called Dylan and put the phone on Bluetooth speaker. Dylan answered.
“You got the necklace? You see, Kara? I’m not a thief. I always meant to return it to you.”
“Thank you for returning it to me, Dylan. I know you are not a thief. Now please, Dylan, you have to come in. You can’t keep running forever,” she said in a gentle tone.
Silence.
“Will you trust me on this? Please?” Her gaze flicked to Jace. “If I share something in confidence, will it convince you to turn yourself over to Jace?”
“Jace?” A bitter laugh. “He’s okay, but he’s still one of them. What’s to prevent him from tossing me to Lance to end up with a bullet hole to my head?”
Kara looked at him. Jace cleared his throat. Now or never. He’d already blown his cover. But maybe it could work in his favor this time.
“I’m not a real member of the gang, Dylan,” he said slowly. “I’m working undercover, investigating Lance and his crew.”
“Huh.” Dylan’s voice filled with suspicion. “Like one of those television journalists?”
“No. I’m FBI.”
A long whistle. “No kidding? You’re a Fed? A Fed! Damn.”
For a few minutes, her cousin laughed. “All this time I thought you were a little easygoing mechanic who liked to ride and hang out with criminals. And you’re a Fed.”
“And you’re in trouble. Big trouble, not so much with the law but Lance’s crew. Name a place and I’ll meet you, Dylan. I promise to speak to the US attorney on your behalf.”
It was all he could do.
For a few moments, Dylan said nothing and Jace feared the kid wasn’t going to agree. Then a tiny sigh.
“Okay. But a place on my terms.”
Dylan named an abandoned campground in southern Tennessee. “Meet me by the railroad tracks at five tomorrow afternoon. Bring Kara. If you’re who you say you are, Jace, I’ll surrender to you. But if not, I’m outta there. Kara, I’m sorry I dragged you into this mess.”
So was he, and everyone else. But at least now Dylan was close to being safe. “You got it.”
“Dylan, thank you. Remember, we’re family...”
“And family does for family. Got it. Thanks, coz.”
He hung up.
Kara turned the cell phone over in her hands. “I’m so worried about him, Jace. What if the bikers find him before we do?”
He reached over, squeezed her hand. “You have to trust that won’t happen, babe. Dylan’s evaded them so far. Even evaded us. He’s smart. It runs in the family.”
She glanced at him. “Smart, huh?”
“Who else could take a business and turn it into a success?” He consulted his phone. “We need to find a place to stop for the night and rest.”
They stopped at a fast-food restaurant near Tennessee for a quick dinner. By the time Jace drove them to a nondescript motel near the main road, he was exhausted and Kara looked ready to drop from stress.
