“They are at the entrance of the tunnel at the shack,” Fling said to Bear who was already waiting with him for word from Boomer. They had everyone ready to roll, it would take Boomer and the woman three days to make it to El Paso and it would take the Furies two days to ride there. They were meeting them and making sure no one else tried to fuck with them.
“Let’s roll out, tell the Ops we are leaving the Prospects and half of the guys, we need some help with security until we get back. Make sure it is installed and ready,” Bear said to Ridge Runner who had walked in the office.
Ridge was solid, he had been a Fury since the beginning, fresh out of the military, and little more than disillusioned and he had fit right in. Not because they had a beef with the military, but because sometimes, they all knew that the bad guys didn’t play by the rules, and the official men and women in service had to.
“You got it,” he said and then ran a hand down the back of his neck. “Man, hate to bring this up right now. But we have a shipment coming in tomorrow. What do you want me to do with it?”
The shipment was needed, it was a packet of fresh and clean IDs and other paperwork to give someone a new life if they needed it. Several of the people they helped over the last few years, the victims they had rescued, or stumbled upon, needed them. They had run out the last go around, and they would need them.
Fling nodded. “Who is the carry? Do we know enough to make sure we are dealing with who we think we are dealing with?”
The couriers were usually random people who were in need of money. They had never had the same one more than once, and they had often had to make the courier wait while they verified who they were. But Fling didn’t want anyone around the compound while he was gone. They wouldn’t have the resources to check shit out. Ridge frowned and then looked at Bear and said, “I can check, and then have the Ops help with the drop. I just don’t want to wait for these papers, you know. ‘Cause the instant we do, you know we will need them. Besides, with lockdown on the compound, no one in no one out,” Ridge said and Fling nodded.
“Yeah, this shit came at a bad time, although they probably knew that as well. Ask Creed, and only Creed, for cover. I will call back and make sure shit is good when we break. Come on, Bear, let’s get on the road.”
Bear nodded and they walked out into the courtyard. Sunny and the other old ladies were standing there waiting. Fling walked to where she was standing, and smiled at her.
“Come on, Mama, I will be back before you know it, with Boom in tow,” he whispered and then kissed her softly.
She nodded as she pulled back and looked him in the eye. “End this.”
He nodded and said, “I will, I promise. Make sure everyone stays on the compound, we are in lockdown until we return.”
She nodded and then looked at Bear who was standing with Bob, she was staying with the Furies while Bear was gone, she had requested it, and Sunny had appreciated the woman’s dedication to her man. She was a Lady Rider, and an Ops Warrior bitch, but she had made it well known in the last week she was also part Fury, which had gone a long way with some of the men and women in the club.
“Let’s ride,” Fling called out and then men said their last goodbyes and they mounted their bikes. Tank, the Road Captain, rode out first and they followed. He looked to his side and saw some of the Ops Warriors nodding at them as they rode, this was a good move, at least if shit went down this time, the other club would have their back.
Boomer and Georgie made it to the next little cavern, which Boomer hadn’t planned on sleeping at but now they were forced to. It was only about a two hour walk, but by the time they got there, both of them were exhausted. It had been a long day already, add that to all the excitement and they both could have slept standing up.
She leaned down against a wall while Boomer moved around and gathered the lighting and turned them on. She took a deep breath, still stale, but they had been moving pretty quickly.
Boomer had gone back and found the cavern had indeed collapsed and wasn’t passable by anyone. Which would give them time to move. Without the tracking device, they could try to guess where the tunnel came out. For now, they were safe, but Boomer didn’t trust it. Those pricks had very deep pockets and a lot of connections. He knew if they wanted, they could find it. So they needed to move and do so quickly and without delay. Boomer didn’t want to come out into a fucking trap, nor did he want to chance they found the other entrance and sealed them down there either.
Of course, he wasn’t going to tell Georgie any of this, the woman had been a trooper throughout this, she didn’t need to panic anymore. He grabbed water, two towels, and also two MREs and went and sat down next to her. The ground was what they were going to sleep on tonight, this cavern didn’t have beds like the other ones did, it was used mostly for the stragglers who needed more time when walking the tunnel.
“So,” Boomer said and dumped one of the waters on a towel in his hand and wiped his face. She followed suit and he grimaced when he saw the dirt that came off his face. Yeah, he had to look like crap right now.
“Yeah,” Georgie said and sighed when her face was clean and she had wiped up as much as she could from her neck as well. “I feel like a pound of dirt was dumped on me.”
“Well, being down here will do it to you. Sorry, there are no cots here, we are going to have to tough it out tonight at least,” Boomer said and she shrugged and laughed.
“Just like camping, but without the fire and s’mores.”
He nodded. “Well, maybe when we get out of here, we can have some s’mores.”
“You are on,” Georgie said and then looked at the MREs and grimaced. “Yum, gourmet dinner for two?”
“Yep, best food you will ever taste right here.” He smiled and tore open one side and poured the contents on the floor and did the same with the other one. “Well, let’s see, we have spaghetti, or beef stew, and of course, the ever popular applesauce, cheese wiz and crackers, and for dessert a brownie or a cookie,” he said.
She laughed and said, “Whatever, I am almost too tired for words right now.”
“Cool, lean back, I will prepare our masterpiece then we eat, sleep, and start over again tomorrow,” he said and she nodded and closed her eyes for a second. Boomer nudged her what seemed like a second later and said, “Come on, eat, then back to sleep.”
She nodded but didn’t talk, it seemed like such an effort at that point, she was tired, and when she finished the food she smiled, helped him clean up, and then he spread a blanket on the ground and settled on one side and winked at her when she raised an eyebrow.
“I promise; I will respect you in the morning,” he said and she smiled and shook her head, sinking to the blanket and laying on her side facing him.
“That’s good, because I would hate for my brother to kill you because you took advantage of me in a moment of weakness.”
Boomer grinned. “I can’t wait to meet this family you keep talking about. You said your mom and dad are visiting San Diego right now, do you think they will still be there when we get back?”
She looked at him like he was crazy. “Uh yeah, which part of overprotective, annoying, interfering, and obnoxious did you misunderstand. Not only will they still be there, I am going to be lucky if all of the people in the Bronx that I know aren’t there.”
Boomer swore under his breath and sat up and looked at her. “Fuck, I am so sorry, Ice wanted me to tell you something, but with everything that happened it completely flew out of my head.”
“What?” Georgie said, sitting up and looked at him. She was awake now, because by the look on his face, she knew she wasn’t going to like this.
“Someone named Falon O’Malley?” Boomer said.
She nodded slowly and she said, “What about him?”
“I guess he was shot in a drive-by early this morning. They had just gotten the call and your sister was trying to figure out what had happened. They didn’t want to tell you but Ice said they also didn’t want you finding out later either.”
Georgie nodded slowly and then looked at the ground and whispered, “Is he dead?”
“No,” Boomer said. “He was struck in the back twice, one was close to his spine, the other hit his spleen and he had it removed. He is in critical condition though.”
She looked up and smiled at him. “Falon will make it, he doesn’t know the meaning of the word die. The boy was like annoying as shit, but in a cute and kinda offensive way.”
“We will know more when we get out of here,” he said and laid back, she did as well, kinda staring off into space and he said, “Tell me about him?”
“Falon?” Georgie laughed. “His brother is Tony’s best friend, well really they were all best friends, but out of all the six O’Malley boys, Falon has always been the one I was closest too. We are a year apart. In school, when the others had graduated, and Falon was stuck with Sofia and I, most people thought he would go and hang out with his friends. But he didn’t, he made his friends hang with us too. He told everyone that his job was to make sure the Roark girls didn’t get fucked over in school. Hell, all the guys were scared to ask us out for the longest time. But, him and all the O’Malleys, they are like an extension of family. We spent so much time with them growing up, I swear, you would have thought we were all related. Our parents are best friends; the brothers are best friends. Mia, she is our best friend too. It was awesome growing up, we were never alone. If we needed anything, someone was always there.”
“Sounds very cool. I was an only child; my parents have both passed. But, they were cool,” Boomer said and yawned.
“Well, let’s get some sleep, we have a long walk ahead of us.”