Walker (Bowen Boys, #1)(44)

“I love you. Now get dressed, we have to go.”

He drove this time and loved the way her truck handled. When she turned off the radio he glanced over at her. She had her phone out and was tapping on the screen. Suddenly, the cab of the truck was filled with voices.

“Okay. I want team one to be at the place where I’m supposed to go and team two at the warehouse.” She winked at him. “Walker and I are on our way to your parents’ house to tell them what we know. Are there any questions?”

The phone was on speaker and he could hear his brothers laughing and making several suggestions on what they wanted to do to the men they were going after. They were nervous; he could hear it in their tones and the way they didn’t seem to want to take this seriously. But he knew that they would once it was go time.

The meeting with his parents was short. They needed to get going and they both seemed to know it. When his dad hugged Caitlynne, she hugged him back and Walker realized that his cat didn’t seem to mind. When he purred along his skin Walker wrapped his arms around both his parents as well as Caitlynne and knew that both he and his cat needed this.

“Bring him back to me, dear. I want him here so I can kick his bottom for getting caught so we had to do this.”

Caitlynne nodded.

“And you had better come back to us as well. I want to see grandchildren. We want to bounce them on our knees before we’re too old to enjoy it.”

“I will. I’ll make sure that he comes back to you whole and his usual sarcastic self.” Caitlynne gave a short bark of laughter. “Maybe he might like me after this. Who knows?”

When they were about a mile from the warehouse they parked the truck. She opened the seat up, handed him a Glock, and took out two for herself. She helped him out by showing him how to keep it on him and not get a track cut when he had to use it.

“When this is done I’m going to make sure all of you know how to use a gun. You may not ever need it again, I hope not anyway, but if we stick around here, I don’t want them to freak out when I come in the house armed.” He nodded. “I don’t want to have to quit my job, Walker. I’m really good at it and I love it.”

“Why would you even think that I’d want you to? You are good at this, and I’m reasonably sure that someone is going to have to run the program now that Garrett is gone.” Walker wanted her home, fat with child, but he didn’t know what he’d do if someone told him he couldn’t be a doctor. “You get my brother out safely, and you as well. We’ll talk about places to live, jobs, and other things later.”

“And kids? Do you want them too? We never talked about that.”

He kissed her instead of answering her and she turned to the building. “Go. Go and finish this. I have a desire to take you to bed again and make love to you all night.”

She turned to walk toward the building, but came back. Her mouth covered his and he pressed her against the truck. He loved this woman and didn’t know what he’d do without her if something went wrong in there.





Chapter Fifteen


Khan woke, but kept his head down. He hurt in more places than he thought there were names for. Listening to the sounds around him he realized that he wasn’t alone. There were at least two other humans with him. He tried to judge just how far they were from him and he couldn’t with all the other sounds going on in the room.

He thought they were in a large warehouse. And from the sounds and smells, he’d say it had been closed for some time. He could smell dirt and neglect. And the two men with him had a scent of death and sex. He tried to focus on what they were saying, but he hurt too badly. Letting his body go, he slipped away from them and deep into his cat to let him heal too.

The next time he woke he knew that at least one of the men had left the area. Khan could smell burgers and greasy fries on top of the odor of something more. Beer or something close to it. He felt his belly rebel at the smells and tried to take deep breaths in his nose so as not to be sick. But he had figured out one thing, the man was in front of him about ten feet away.

Khan took an inventory of his injuries. He wasn’t hurting nearly as badly as the first time he’d awakened, but he was still hurt. He could see the white plastic strips around his wrists and when he tried to move his feet, he could feel them biting into his flesh there as well. With them being so tight around his wrists and ankles he couldn’t shift. If he did and they didn’t break, he would sever off one, if not all, of his appendages.

He raised his head slowly when he heard a soft snore. The man was sleeping in a chair with his head resting on the table in front of him. There were several fast food bags in front of him and some of his food had hit the floor and two rats were grabbing up what they could. Khan quietly snarled his cat at them and they took off quickly. If only he could do the same for the man.

There was a window to his right that showed him it was twilight out. He reached for one of his brothers, but the pain in his head was too great and he had to stop. Looking around the rest of the room, he saw a door as well as a large garage door. He had an idea where he might be, but without seeing the outside of the building, he couldn’t be sure. When the door opened he dropped his head again and listened while the newcomer yelled at the other man for sleeping.

“What the f*ck does it matter? He’s still out. I told you not to hit him that hard, that we should have just shot him to bring him down.” The laughter of the two men had his skin crawl. “He sure is a big one. I’d hate to f*ck with him man to man. He’s probably f*cking McCray hard, don’t you think?”