35. Chapter 29
Mathew
If it’s not one thing, it’s another, I swear. I really don’t want to be in a car with my older brothers. Except Andrew, he got to be the lucky one and take Kay home.
“So, what’s the point of this again?” I ask, trying so hard not to sound as annoyed as I really am.
“I told you we need to figure out what’s going on with our shipments.” Zach grumbles out.
“Why can’t we just let our men do it?” I ask Zach.
“Why do you think we have to do this on our own, because who knows who Dad is paying off. Someone on the inside is helping him out, or helping out whoever is doing this, but I have a big feeling that father is the one involved.”
I skim over my laptop and analyze the view from a few angles. You have people coming and going, most of which I know as our men. Tommy is responsible for them. I never really had any interest in training them or anything. I keep to what I know, and computers.
“Have you pulled up all of our bank transactions?” I ask out loud. I mean, this might help figure something out.
I tap my shoes against the floor mat. Our black Tahoe fits in perfectly with the surrounding scenery.
We are deep within our territory, which is not far from Sugar Society.
We built everything to be pretty close by so we could keep a watch on everything.
Since we were little, our father had instilled everything into us.
We are warriors who rule this society, do as we are told, and power and money will always follow.
The old man is losing it and we have known that for a while.
“Kay’s Omega is also trying to come out. We need to figure that out too, before something happens to her.”
I look at Zach “What else has happened?” I ask.
“She cut dads throat. I mean it was hot as hell, I’m not going to lie, but she did it so fiercely, without even thinking about her actions.
Father‘s fine, of course, it was no more than a surface wound. It was more of a warning. The difference between us and her, is we have an outlet. We can change whenever we want, but she can’t, so we need to figure out a way for her to have an outlet, so to speak, since she cannot change. ”
I take in everything that my brother has to say. Maybe I can speak to someone and figure out what there is that we can do. I start clicking away on my laptop. There has to be someone here who can help us with her, I just know it.
“Maybe we could reach out to Aggie?” I suggest.
“Do you want to reach out to that old witch? You do know who she is right? I mean, would she be a great source of knowledge? Yes, is she worth it, probably, but with everything that you ask of her, there is always a price to pay.”
Zach knows Aggie on a more personable level. If anyone was going to get her to help, it would be him.
“Ahh, Zach, don't tell me you still have feelings for her.” Tommy pushes Zach in the back of the head. Leave it to him to always be the one to make light of something.
“You know I have no feelings for that old hag.” Zach responds.
“Sure man.” Tommy says, as he squeezes his shoulder.
“Man, come on, that was like five years ago. I went on like one date with her. It was hell, and you know that.” We laugh at Zach‘s whining.
We all know Aggie is bat shit crazy, and not the fun kind of crazy that you want in a woman, crazy as in completely insane and has no moral compass. That witch is someone we don’t want on our bad side, but if we are able to use her and get what we want out of her, now that’s a different story.
“Ok, well maybe I’ll just send her a text and see if she knows anything about Omegas who aren't able to turn.”
Everyone stops talking when we hear tires hit the back alley. No one is going to use the back entrance who doesn’t know of this location. We all go still, and duck slightly to hide.
“I wish I wasn't so tall.” Zach mumbles to himself.
“You and I both.” Tommy chimes in.
I pull up street light footage to see if we can tell who it is. Black masks are pulled over their faces. Black gloves are paired with long sleeve shirts and black pants.
“Shit.” Is all I’m able to say.
This is going to be way harder than we would have ever imagined.