Page 48 of Babe's Bounty

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Page 48 of Babe's Bounty

I arrive at the club to find they’re on lockdown. That’s good. Whoever attacked Mode is likely still in the building. Unless he left before they locked it down. Either way, we should have an easier time identifying the rat.

Stepping inside, all eyes turn to me, but I ignore them and head straight for Chrome’s office. When he doesn’t answer my knock, I turn towards the infirmary. However, I stop at Mode’s office on my way. Inside, I find a smashed computer and blood. Too much blood. Backing out of the room, I continue on to the room they use as the infirmary. Chrome and Scorch are standing outside the door watching whatever is going on in inside. They both turn when I approach.

“My office,” growls Chrome, leading the way back down the hall to his office. He unlocks and steps inside. I follow Scorch and take a seat across from Chrome. “What the fuck is going on, Babe?”

“I think you’ve got yourself a rat,” I reply.

“Bullshit! There’s no fucking way.”

I ignore Scorch’s outburst and keep my eyes locked on Chrome. “Unless you have another explanation for how someone attacked your tech guy in his office?”

“Maybe you did it. Or your girl, Min. Where the fuck is she? Maybe she came in here, attacked Mode, and snuck out again.”

I flick my eyes to Scorch before returning my focus to Chrome. I have to use every ounce of control to stay in my seat when all I want to do is rush out and tear the city apart until I find Min. After I beat Scorch’s ass for his accusation against my girl and partner. “Blankenship and Billings kidnapped Min along with a young girl Min was trying to protect. Mode was tracking them when someone attacked him.”

“Doesn’t mean someone in the club attacked him,” Chrome protests.

I don’t roll my eyes, even though I want to. “You think someone crept in here and managed to get past everyone in the common room? That’s bullshit and you know it. Besides this isn’t the first time I’ve suspected you have a vermin problem.”

“Explain,” Chrome demands.

“I first suspected when Jordan and his men evacuated the community center. Someone or something tipped them off. They didn’t notice the drone, and the prospects were on their way back when they spooked out.”

“So that makes you think we have a rat? It was a coincidence. Nothing more,” Scorch sneers.

“Maybe. But that isn’t the only time Jordan bugged out after we discovered their location. They abandoned the church after Min rescued the women. Then there’s the attack on Cicely. Min mentioned Cicely having worked for the Marshalls here in the common room. Then they tried to kidnap Cicely. Now the attack on Mode.”

“Do you suspect someone?” Chrome asks.

“You don’t fucking believe him, do you?” Scorch shouts at Chrome. “This is all bullshit and circumstantial. For all we know Babe and Min are working with Jordan.”

Neither Chrome nor I spare him a glance. “Honestly, I suspected Mode. There was an incident earlier that made me consider him. But I’m fairly certain he didn’t attack himself.”

“So, someone here is working for Jordan. May not be a brother,” Chrome says.

I shake my head. “Jordan or the Triad.”

“Who?” Chrome asks, while Scorch splutters, “What?”

“When we found Blankenship at the hospital, he was talking to three Asians. Min recognized their leader. His name is Fenhua. He’s Ghost’s brother and Min’s cousin. He’s the son of those assholes we killed at Dante’s wedding. Fenhua is in town and he’s looking for someone. He’s the one who has Jordan kidnapping women who used to work for Chambers Medical Group. I don’t know why, yet. But if I had to guess, I think he’s looking for his parents. He may have followed their trail here to Chicago. We already know his parents, the leaders of the Triad, were tracking down those responsible for the bombing that killed many of the criminal underground. Fenhua could have made the same connection between the Marshalls and Standish.”

“Why do you think our rat is working for Fenhua rather than Jordan?” Chrome asks.

“You’re not actually believing this bullshit, are you?” Scorch goes off again, but I continue to ignore him. I can understand his reluctance to accept the implication. Grimm would be just as irate to hear someone accuse one of our brothers in San Diego of treason.

“Mode showed us the security feeds on the church. We had images of Fenhua and his men, but they kept their backs to the camera. Almost as if they knew the cameras were there. They’re the ones looking for former staff members of Chambers Medical Group prior to the attempt to grab Cicely. Finally, I followed Fenhua from the hospital to a building that Mode verified is owned by a company out of China. As Mode was checking for the owners, the men rushed out of the building and chased me through Whiting. Somehow, they knew I was outside watching them.”

“They probably just saw you,” Scorch scoffs.

“Maybe, but I was outside for several minutes before they rushed out. Long enough for Byte to run the search first before I contacted Mode. I only asked Mode to check the address as a test.” I tell them about the chase through Whiting, which delayed my return to Min. “It’s possible that the rat works for Jordan who left instructions to protect Fenhua.”

My phone buzzes. Pulling it out, I see that it’s Byte.

“You got something?” I ask, standing and walking toward the door. Byte gives me Min’s location.

“Where the fuck are you going?” Chrome asks.

“I have to rescue Min.”




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