47| Identify (pt. 1)

I woke up to the sound of a phone ringing, only, it wasn't a tone I recognized as my own. Then, I felt something shifting beneath me.

I had spend the night on the futon... with Jax.

"Chief," Jax spoke into the phone, his voice gruff with sleep.

I sat up off of him, feeling warm and tingly after having spent the night cuddled beside him. That was the best sleep I'd had in a long time.

"You want her to what?" He asked, pushing himself into a sitting position. He ran a hand through his dark hair. More silence followed.

"Isn't that risky? Pulling her out of hiding for this?" He said. Now my interest was peaked. I did not like the tone of his voice; I knew whatever it was wasn't good.

"Yeah... okay," he agreed. "We will be on our way within the hour."

He hung up then, sighing as he stood up off the futon.

"What is it?" I asked, feeling impatient.

He turned to me. "They think they caught one of the guys. Not the kingpin, but they think this is his right hand man. He's the one who we