Chapter Nineteen
“THIS RAPTOR?” ASKED the voice on the other end.
“Yeah.”
“You’ve got a package for me?”
I glanced at my saddlebag. “I do.”
“Meet me at your house. In twenty minutes,” he said and then hung up.
He knew where I lived. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. Yeah, we were brothers, but he was still The Judge and something told me that blood meant nothing to him, unless he was getting paid to spill it.
Sighing, I got on my bike and tied a red and white bandana around my head. Then I headed home.
“OH GOOD. YOU’RE here,” said my mother, as I stepped into the busy shop. She was showing a young couple some diamond engagement rings. “I sent Gerald home already. Could you help Mrs. Jacobs clean her jewelry?” She nodded toward the back of the shop where an elderly woman was wait
