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“Why am I being left out?” Sel demanded. “Dante, don’t usher me back to the farmhouse to sit around and let everyone else work.”
“Selestino, you said you’d listen to me!”
“I’m trying, Uncle Dante, but all I’m asking is to be in on this meeting.”
Blaine laid a hand on his husband’s shoulder. “Dante…”
“Fine. Stay, but I’m telling you, Sel, you won’t be involved in catching him.”
Sel nodded, though he had no intention of listening.
There wasn’t enough room inside the trailer for all those attending this meeting, so they were outside, the dogs locked in the trailer with Blaine. As soon as Tango, Lonnie and Jace came, Dante called the bikers, Kings and Carrillos to be quiet.
“Thank you all for coming. We’ve got a third of the buildings that are in the plans already built. That’s time and money. By the end of this year, we hope to open, even if it’s under six feet of snow. Those plans might as well be thrown in a campfire if Alex Brooks isn’t caught.”
Lonnie got up to stand by him and Sel watched them whispering quickly before Dante nodded and Lonnie spoke to all of them. “This is risky, but I think there is only one way of catching him, if he’s on this land, which…well, by all indications, he is, or he’s headed here.
“The head of security did just that for you all, made it secure. Tango made it mandatory that no one wanders on this land alone. That was how each and every person that was taken from here got taken. He also has everyone wearing GPS trackers. Well, that is something Alex Brooks can’t know.”
Sel knew what was coming. He raised his hand and asked, “Are you going to ask for volunteers to…to be bait?”
Lonnie and Dante exchanged a look, and Dante was the one to answer. “Yes, but that will not be you, Selestino.”
Sel’s eyes moved immediately to Indio, only to find him smirking.
Knowing better than to argue with Dante then and there, he quieted, staring nastily at Indio until the man turned back around.
“Sel’s right. We’re looking for volunteers. Those volunteers will wear the GPS trackers and go off alone.”
Almost every hand was raised, all except a couple. Those were Barry Monarco, the lawyer for the Carrillos and Monarcos, and Bruno, who had sworn to watch over Dante and Blaine.
“Thank you. We’ll do five a day. All points of the property will be covered, and Prince will be here watching the signals to all of you. If one goes even a little bit off track, we’ll know that person is captured.”
Eight called, “What if this piece of shit shoots first and doesn’t take anybody captive?”
“We’ll equip everyone with Kevlar,” Lonnie said. “Dante’s already called for it for the patrols. This is basically a patrol.”
“Eight,” Dante said, “You are exempt. I’m sorry, everyone, but if you have families, I cannot risk you.”
Eight shook his head. “Nah, Dante, that ain’t right. You risk my guys, you risk me, too.”
All the men started to argue, but Dante only quieted them. “It’s up to you, but anyone who doesn’t want to volunteer, no one will look badly on you. You were brought here as extra security, not to be bait. I’ll understand.”
Tango got up with them. “The GPS trackers hang around your neck. That might be easily spotted if you’re taken. We’d prefer you have them in the front pockets of your jeans.”
Sel took his from around his neck, where it had been every minute of every day and shoved it in his jeans as he saw the rest of them doing.
“Now, those that volunteer, we’ll know when and where you’ll be in the marked places on the maps. If you have to move from where you were placed, let us know. Reception can be iffy in certain places, but we have very few satellite phones for those that will be in those areas where cell reception is bad. Any questions so far?”
A lot of men shook their heads.
Sel watched Indio and wasn’t shocked at all to see him take out a gun and check the magazine. In fact, just that stupid act made Sel warm considerably. What did shock him, however, was that he stood and called, “I’ll volunteer first.”
Two others of the bikers stood and Dex and Marius both stood after them.
Dante shook his head and said, “I fucking hate this. I want you all to know that.”
When both Mal and Kirk stood, Sel felt his heart sink. If anything happened to any of his friends, he knew it would take all his strength not to give up and run home like the child Indio thought him.
