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He grabbed his cell phone and pulled up the two pictures he’d been able to take. “Do you recognize these symbols? I wasn’t looking for trouble. This was happening in our trailer park, Bull. In Carnage. They shot her in the face.” And as if right on time, they heard the sound of sirens. The fire engine passed by the garage. “And they dragged her inside and set fire to the trailer.” Grant shrugged.
“No one saw you?” Pat asked.
“No, not that I know of. They could have, but no one pursued me, and I waited some time. They got into black cars, windows tinted. The works. They drove off and headed out of town.” He shrugged.
Bull took the cell phone from him and scanned over the image. “I don’t recognize these symbols.” He handed the cell phone to Pat. “I don’t know how you manage to find yourself in impossible situations like these, Grant, but it’s not funny.”
Grant smirked. “It’s a gift.”
Bull shook his head.
“That’s the Vito mark,” Pat said. “Julio had one exactly like it, as did several of the crew, but this looks like it has also been added to.”
Bull took the cell phone back.
“Do you recognize the guy?” Grant asked.
“Not a clue, but he does look vaguely familiar.” Bull frowned.
“Is it possible he was in cahoots with Dad?”
Bull’s nostrils flared. “I dealt with every single fucker that Dad dealt with.”
“Come on, Bull. You and I both know his reach was far and wide.” Grant didn’t need to point out the obvious—that their old man was a greedy son of a bitch and was known for doing what it took to get money. Once he got hooked on dope, there was no controlling the man. He was a law unto himself. Dangerous, deadly, and cruel.
Bull shook his head. “Why now? Why wait?”
Pat took the cell phone and stared at it. And kept staring at it.
“It’s not going to speak to you,” Grant said.
“What do we know about Julio?” Pat asked.
“He was the one who took over the Vito Crew Cartel and did a whole bunch of dogfighting and shit.” Grant hated to point out the obvious but it was pissing him off seeing Pat with his fucking VP badge.
“We all know I’m talking about family. There’s a striking resemblance, wouldn’t you say?” Pat asked.
“I didn’t spend a lot of time talking with Julio or staring lovingly into his eyes,” Grant said.
Bull and Pat were now ignoring him and instead passing his cell phone between themselves.
“You think it’s a brother.”
“The Vito sign would explain part of it, but he has always spread his wings, maybe. I’ve got some contacts. I can find what I need. See if he’s a wanted man, find out what he’s into.”
“Do it,” Bull said.
“I’m getting fucking tired of these pieces of shit in my town.”
Pat took his cell phone and Grant held up his hands, as the man just left the office. Wanda walked in the door and sat by his side.
“Is Aria going to come to the clubhouse to see about the dogs?” Bull asked.
Grant was tempted to walk right out of the office, but when it came to Aria, she was important to him. He held onto the back of the chair and stared at his brother. “Why are you doing this to Aria?”
“Grant, they’re two aggressive dogs. We both know they’ve killed—”
“Other fucking dogs. We don’t know if they’ve killed people, and can you blame them? The shit the dogs go through.” Grant shook his head.
