it would cause a forest fire. However, between all of them they had the bodies loaded into Koyn’s cage and the one Dragon and Katana had driven up.
“We’ll go down to Tulsa with Koyn and take care of the trash with them. No reason to make them handle this shit by themselves,” King said.
“That’s mighty nice of you but I think it would be less conspicuous if you boys head on back West. We’ll take care of this shit like we do, and Copper will make sure it disappears on his end. Between me and Bermuda, the rest should be easy.” Koyn lit a cigarette as he looked around the darkness.
“I’m taking Palmer and Jaxson with me. I’m pretty sure her MeMaw won’t agree to pack up and follow so we’ll be making trips back here regularly.” Keys kicked a pile of leaves from the path.
“You’re welcome at my place anytime.” Koyn slapped his back before walking away.
Keys and King stood on the front porch of the place that had seen too much horror if the videos they’d procured were any indication.
“So, we’re blowing this place, huh?” King asked.
Keys nodded without looking at King.
“I feel you. This can’t be a good place for anyone. Let’s get it done so we can get the fuck out of here. Your ole lady is probably getting anxious for your return. Imagine being holed up with Bermuda.” King walked down the path, pulling his phone out.
Chapter Fourteen
Palmer didn’t know how long she was supposed to wait without going crazy. They’d been gone for hours. She’d fed Jaxson and they’d played, then he’d gone down for a nap. Now, she was pacing and worrying. Keys hadn’t called or texted, not that he had her number. Or did he? Gah, she was going to drive herself mad with all the does he or doesn’t he’s.
The sound of tires crunching over gravel brought her head around, making her heart beat faster. She looked at the man named Bermuda. “Is that them?” she asked.
“Yep. You did real good, girl. You held your cool. You got grit. Keys is a lucky man and that kid, he’s gonna be a badass when he grows up.” Bermuda shut his computer down.
She smiled. In the hours that she’d been holed up with the scary biker, he’d been tapping away on his computer, refusing to answer any questions about Keys and what he was doing. However, he was one of the most intelligent people she’d ever had the pleasure of speaking with. “Thank you, Mr. Bermuda.”
“It’s Bermuda, no Mr. about it.”
The door opened seconds later, leaving whatever she’d been about to say forgotten. Keys didn’t look much different from the last time she’d seen him. She stayed where she was, waiting for him to come to her. Other men entered behind him, but her eyes were held by the one man she’d loved her entire life.
“C’mere,” he said, stopping in the middle of the room.
Palmer’s entire body was vibrating with the need to touch Keys. He said one word, one demand. She’d told herself she wasn’t going to do it, but she did, leaping those few feet separating them, wrapping her arms around him, letting him lift her to him.
“Fucking missed you like hell, sassy girl,” he whispered against her lips.
“You scared me leaving like that. I didn’t want to think anything happened to you, but when hour after hour ticked by...” she cried unable to say another word without her voice cracking.
“That’s our cue. We’ll see ourselves out. Me and the guys are gonna fly out, but figure it would be better if the two of you don’t disappear right away. What with the townsfolk getting a shake up the way they are. Rest assured, I do believe there’s gonna be a new sheriff in town, since the old sheriff and his boy are both sadly gone,” King said with a weary sigh that didn’t fool anyone.
Keys stopped kissing Palmer at her gasp.
“Who’s fixing that election?” Keys asked.
“When Traeger did a house check there was a couple rooms that had some patrons in the back. I think there will need to be a whole new board of directors.” Disgust showed on King’s face at the news.
Palmer knew whatever had happened, the town of Lionsville would forever be changed. “Thank you, all of you.”
“Take care of our brother and that’s thanks enough.”
She looked up at Keys, smiling through her tears. “I can do that.”
Two weeks later...
It took two weeks and a lot of