FIRE (Elite Forces #2)(47)
“You guys need that vacation when this is all over.”
“I agree. I'm taking her away for a few weeks when I get the chance.”
“My man. You're gonna just have to create the chance. I've known you for years, and you're always working.” I exhale. I know he's right. I'd love more than anything to slow down some and make a life with Jade. I just don't know if I have it in me to slow down.
He sits next to me and leans the chair back on two legs. “Your ass will come back with triplets if you take her away for a week.” I smile at the thought of Jade pregnant with my baby, knowing our lives would forever be changed with news like that. There’s no way in hell we’re anywhere ready for that to happen.
“Ah. We won’t be having any little Fires for a long while.”
“Thank god, man. The big Fire is enough.” His laughter comforts me. Jackson is always a happy guy. He’s learning timing is crucial for me. “You ready to call that * brother of yours, now that your mom is safe?” I catch some anxiousness as well as the seriousness this man rarely shows.
“Yes, I am. Not that he’ll tell me where he is.” He’s a chicken shit. I don’t have to express that for Jackson to know this. It’s obvious.
“You'd be surprised. He may give us a clue. We can always try to track him, but I'm sure he's smarter than that shit.”
“He is.” How the hell he became smart when his entire life he’s been nothing but a dumb f*ck is a riddle to me.
“Let's get the guys around the table and call his ass now.”
“Alright, gather them up. I'll be right there.” He stands quickly and starts jogging toward the main office, where we keep all the computer equipment. We’ll record this call and analyze the f*ck out of it. I wouldn't be surprised if Pierce finds him based on this call. He's a sharp motherf*cker and someone I wouldn't want to hide from. He's an expert at that shit.
“Dial that f*cker. Everyone stay completely quiet until the call is ended.” Pierce sets all the equipment to record, and I dial my sick f*cking brother. The phone rings four times, and I start to worry he won’t answer. Then he picks up the call.
“I knew you'd call. Surprised it took you this long.” His voice disgusts me, and I battle the urge to scream at him for the shit he's in on.
“What do you want? You know I'll kill you before you get a chance to go near mom or Amelie.” His laughter is evil. Like the protégé of the devil himself. I send looks around the room as we try to analyze his reactions to me. He thinks he scares me. He’s far from it.
“Believe me. I won't be needing mom or Amelie. That phone call was a distraction.” I can hear a grin on his face as he speaks even louder into the phone. What the hell does he mean by that? I go to speak, but he quickly cuts me off. His next words leave me with a gaping hole in my chest.
“You see, brother. You made one mistake. You fell in love.” I stand instantly, wondering what the f*ck he's talking about, refusing to believe his distraction has anything to do with Jade. Pierce moves quietly through the screens to pull up the trackers, and my f*cking heart stops beating. She's not at the ranch. Fuck.
I try to compose my anger and work this call like a professional as I watch the reactions of every single one of the guys. They all know what this means. He has her.
“I don't know what you're talking about.” I’m shaking. My muscles are contracting. I close my eyes and play dumb every time I open my mouth even though my mind has already put together the situation.
“Play games with someone else, Kaleb. Bring me Al-Quaren or say goodbye to your precious blonde here with the nice tits.” Jesus. What has he done?
“You f*cking dick. I'll cut your goddamn head off and piss down your throat If you so much as touch her.” I’m losing my shit here. He has my weakness. The f*cker is spearing me in the heart, and he knows it.
“Oh, big brother. I'm not interested in your threats. Bring me Al-Quaren, or the next time you hear me talk…. It'll be while I'm f*cking her with my dick buried deep inside this sweet * of yours. In fact, I’m staring at her long legs and these toned arms… Ohhhh, f*ck, and this beautiful face I can just imagine what it’ll look like when I’m deep inside her. I must say I’m impressed. I bet she tastes as sweet as she looks. I can almost see it now. Me on top of her, while she fights to get away from me. Then I can f*ck and choke the life out of her.” My skin erupts. My heart explodes, and my head bursts with the thought of Ty having Jade. What the f*ck have I done? I can’t think straight.
“I’m warning you, Ty. Stay the hell away from her. And you know I can't bring you a terrorist that's in US custody.”
“You'd better figure something out. I’ll give you six hours to send me a video that proves you have him before I kill her. Until then… I believe I’ll play with this ball of fire. Tell me, Kaleb…. Does she enjoy it in the ass?” My insides twist, and I swear to god my heart is no longer beating as I think of him touching her anywhere.
“Ty, I swear on my life, if you so much as breathe on her, I'll torture you in ways you've never imagined.” He ends the call like the coward he is, and I grip the edge of the table and roar the loudest, animalistic sound I've ever heard. All of the guys are moving around, either hitting keyboards or packing bags. I'm f*cking furious. I've never felt disgust and repulsion like I feel right now. This filth is related to me. And to think, when I found out earlier about all the shit he’s involved in, it actually tore me to shreds to think I failed him. He brought this war on himself. He destroyed his family and his own life, not me. I f*cking hate him.