Chapter Seventeen
He took in Marcus, Ryan, and Luke, who was driving Ryan’s pickup, as they parked around the back of the house he’d rented. They had swung by Iris’s home, the house he’d bought for their growing family, where he’d grabbed the black bag full of guns, ammo, and gear that Luke kept hidden beneath a floorboard under his bed. Even he hadn’t known it was there.
He was in the back seat, beside Ryan, and he took in the darkened neighborhood, the back alley, the fact that he didn’t know for sure who would be waiting for him. “If anything goes wrong, I want your word you’ll look after Brady,” he said.
Marcus glanced back to him. “He’s family. It goes without saying. You ready?”
Luke pulled the keys from the ignition and opened the door to step out. He had on a black knit hat and
