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WE GOT ON the road with Trina and headed to Preacher’s cabin in Tank’s SUV. He and Raptor sat in the front, while I stayed in back with her. Following us in another vehicle was Mad Dog, Tail, Graham, and Hoss. We’d tried talking Hoss out of coming, but he’d insisted.
“I want to make sure you guys don’t f**k this up, Wolf. That nothing goes wrong. You hotheads sometimes let your anger take over and I don’t want any mistakes made,” he’d said earlier. “Not when an innocent woman’s life is on the line.”
Of course, we didn’t argue with him. He wanted to be involved and it was a pretty noble gesture.
“You know where we’re going?” Raptor asked Tank.
“Yeah,” he replied.
Fortunately, Tank had gotten the address from one of his sources, so we didn’t need to revive Trina. Un
