I let her have her thirty minutes but as the sun was going down I knew I had to go take care of shit. I had no idea who all was involved in the shit Law had thrown on my plate today, but I knew from dealing with similar bullshit for the past few years, that it was usually a network of assholes spread out all over the place. Sometimes even reaching as far as other nations. "I've got a run to make baby." She pouted but didn't give me any shit. I'd taught her not to question that statement ever, and was glad to see she'd been listening when I was laying down the law in between fucks. "Don't leave this yard for any reason. From here to Law's place that's it. If you lose your fucking mind and forget those instructions come find me in the clubhouse so I can remind you. Now give me your mouth." I kissed her long and hard before releasing her on shaky legs. "Behave yourself." I left her with her friends and headed for my ride. I was pretty sure Law was gonna try and stop m

I didn't know any of the other faces staring back at me thank fuck, but they were still someone's kid, so he had me there. There was no way of telling if they'd already been snatched, or if they were still home tucked up warm in bed, with no idea that their lives were in danger. The book was obviously a few years old because of the wear on the plastic, and the fact that I knew babygirl's picture was at least five years old. Whether that was a good thing or not remained to be seen. It was painstaking work, running each one through the system, because some of them weren't in there, unless they'd committed a crime or some shit. So there was no real way of knowing since there were just numbers in the book with their stats listed. Lately though, or in the last ten years or so, some states had been making it a law that you had to have your kids taken to a local precinct to get printed and photographed. With technology being what it is, there's a lot you can do with that

I must've nutted a half gallon of my seed inside her that time and the shit didn't seem to want to end. I knew I was too heavy and that I wasn't ready to leave her body yet so I flipped us over again and held her on top of me while we both calmed down. "Creed I wanna try something." Her voice was hoarse but still had that little girl innocence to it. "Talk to me sweetheart, what is it?" I wonder where all women learn to do this shit? She had grown into the habit of waiting until I was balls deep in her sweet little snatch to ask me for shit. "Never mind, you'll get mad." I stopped fucking up into her and pulled her head back so I could look into her eyes. "Babe, the only kind of man who gets mad at his woman for telling him what she wants or don't want in bed is an asshole. I'm not that man, talk to me." She leaned over and whispered some shit in my ear. "Well now, hop off." I smacked her ass hard and she slid off my dick with a pout as I climbed off the bed. "See,

I saw his brow furrow as he paged through and felt my muscles tense when he came to the page I knew his kid was on. "Caitie Bear? What the fuck is this? Who the fuck are these kids?" "That's what we're trying to figure out." "Start fucking talking." He looked around the table at all of us, his face set in stone. "Lo?" I turned to the man who'd sent me the book. "Right. The book you're holding in your hand was confiscated from the home of a man we suspect is guilty of human trafficking among other things..." The fucker flew out his seat and headed for the door. Everyone in the room got to their feet because that's what the fuck you do when confronted with a dangerous animal on the loose. "Where the fuck is he?" "We don't know, that's what we're trying to find out, but I'm afraid this shit is bigger than we thought and it stretches far and wide." "I need five." He pulled his phone and walked out of the room, with his boy Jared on his heel

"Okay, so this is what we've got so far. The shit seems to have started in Georgia, here." I pointed to the map at the area where the SEALs place was located. Everyone had come back from break ready for action. "You said you found a tunnel running from the water to his house or vice versa. Now we have to figure out how he gets them to his house from the rest of the country." I was feeling ten times lighter after my little break and because of the fact that when we got back to the room Jake had done his thing and uncovered more info for us to work with. If this shit kept up, we could be making a move in the next few hours, tomorrow the latest. "We've identified most of the girls, but sadly, most of them are already missing. I have someone working on some kind of pattern to see how they're choosing them and when they started." Jake gave his report of what else he'd done so far. "There's no real connection between any of the girls on this list, but I'm thinking