What a pain in the ass this was going to be. First off telling my parents I had two mates was going to be enough of a shitshow, much less that they were brothers from the Red River pack. Wonderful, I was looking forward to it already. I knew that if I wanted to get them out I needed to face the music sooner than later, although Zach may opt to keep himself in prison from what I was gathering. He didn't seem to want anything to do with me, and was content to keep things strictly business, which was fine with me for the moment. I had more than enough going on and one mate was quite enough of a distraction, his moody self could wait for a bit.
I headed toward my original destination before I had gotten derailed and gone to the prison. My mom's little cottage of hoarding, the pack h
