Spark of Hope (MacKenny Brothers #3) - Kathleen Kelly Page 0,14
clubhouse, his eyes dart everywhere, taking everything in.
“You live here?”
“Yeah. Well, mostly. My grandfather had a house that he left to me. Sometimes I stay there, but I’m more comfortable here.”
“How come?”
“I guess because he left it only to me. The house should’ve gone to my siblings and me.”
“Why don’t you sell it?”
“It’s home.”
I open the door to the meeting room and walk over to Angus’ laptop. Opening it, I wait for the thing to boot up, and I gesture for Logan to sit. He stares around the table, then takes my seat at the head.
“Comfortable?”
He nods.
With a shake of my head, I type in the password for Angus’ laptop—he’s used the same one for a long time.
“My brother, the computer wiz, has used the same password since he was seven.”
Which doesn’t make sense for a guy who’s a computer nerd. Finding the footage, I play it again for Logan. He says nothing as he watches it all the way to the end, then he peers at me, opens his mouth, then closes it again as though he’s going to speak but doesn’t.
“Lola’s bothers? Where can we find them?”
“I don’t know.”
“Logan, I don’t have time to be fucking around.”
He turns his lips down and shakes his head. “I’m not lying. I don’t know. I’ve never been to their houses.”
With a sigh, I stalk out of the room in search of Angus. His van is parked outside. I pound on the back door, and after a moment, he pushes it open.
“It can’t be eight. My alarm hasn’t gone off.”
“No, it’s not. Lola’s brothers, Ben or Garry, do you have their addresses?”
“What time is it?”
Grabbing his arm, I say, “Focus. What’s the address?”
“Okay, okay.”
Angus grabs his hoodie and climbs out. He makes his way back into the clubhouse, putting it on as he walks. Logan is still sitting in the same spot I left him. Angus pays him no attention as he sits in front of his laptop and types.
“Nothing on Glen, but Ben is at 15 Sycamore.”
“He lives here?” I ask.
“Yeah. Are we going now?”
“I’m going.”
Angus leans back in the chair. “Don’t be a dick. Going alone is a stupid dick move. If you don’t want me to come, wake someone to go with you.”
“He’s right,” chimes in Logan.
“He’s right about what?” asks Sean from behind me.
He looks tired as he rubs his eyes.
“I’m going to pay Lola’s brother, Ben, a visit.” I wave a hand in Logan’s direction. “Logan here identified one of the abductors.”
“Cool. Cutter and I will come with.”
“You’re beat, brother. Get some rest.”
“Have you?” I shake my head. “Then, we’re coming.”
“Me, too,” says Angus.
Sean stares around me and smirks. “Nope.”
“Fuck you, Sean. Why do you get to go, but I don’t?”
“I’m VP in this MC, and you’re not even in the MC.” Angus makes a noise, and Sean holds up his hand to quiet him. “And you’re my little brother. You are staying here. Besides, we need you to babysit the kid.”
“I’m not a kid.”
“Whatever,” replies Sean as he walks out of the clubhouse.
“Both of you… stay,” I order as I leave.
Angus
I watch from the clubhouse doors as both my brothers and Cutter ride off.
When I can no longer see their tail lights, I ask, “So you wanna come with?”
“They said we couldn’t go.”
Logan moves up and stands beside me.
I nod and turn my lips down. “Yeah, they did. Wanna go, anyway?”
“Yeah.”
I dangle my keys in his face and then jog down the stairs. I climb into the driver’s side, and Logan opens the passenger door. He grins at me as he does up his seat belt.
“We’ll hang back and observe.”
“So, we’re backup?” asks Logan.
“Yeah, that’s it. We’re backup.”
He shakes his head. “The kind of backup that’ll get our asses kicked?”
I laugh. “Only if we get caught.”
My van is black, like everything I own. I’m assuming the guys are going to take a direct route to Ben’s house, so we head a slightly different way. They’ll kick my butt for going, and probably twice as hard because I’ve got the kid.
“How come you’re not in the MC?”
“Kyle. He won’t allow it.”
“But Sean is in?”
I nod and tighten my grip on the steering wheel. “Sean is broken. He needs the MC. After he got out of the Marines, he needed to find something to belong to. Sean was a good fit for the Loyal Rebels.”
“But you’re not?”
“Not really. I prefer my own company, but family is important. I’m usually in the cyber world.”
“Yeah, so much so you use