Reaper's Salvation (Road to Salvation A Last Rider's Trilogy 3)

He waited for a moment before joining the brothers outside, forcing himself to appear calm while his thoughts were with Reaper. Self-doubt assailed him. He should have gone with him.

Viper needed to think analytically and started making plans to support Reaper and to organize what he could do from here. It was going to be a fucking miracle if Reaper managed to get on the plane with Ginny, and he would need an even bigger miracle to be allowed to accompany her to the island.

During any military operation, it was intrinsic to the plan to have someone on the ground coordinating the attack, and as much as Viper wanted to have Reaper’s six, he was equally useful accomplishing their goals here, to ensure his brother returned safely with Ginny.

Most of the brothers were already here, waiting for their orders. One by one, the women began arriving, as well. Lucky had escorted T.A., Dalton, Sex Piston, and the Coleman brothers, except for Silas and Fynn, to the side yard where they could distance themselves and still be able to hear what was being said.

King and Evie were the last to arrive. Evie went to stand with the women while King positioned himself with the brothers, next to Shade.

Taking a final calming breath, Viper walked out to the backyard and recapped what had happened in the courthouse that morning. Then he went on retell the story T.A. had provided about Allerton and Ginny.

Stud and Calder stood in stunned disbelief as they learned that Sex Piston, Crazy Bitch, Killyama, and Fat Louise had known the closely guarded secret about Ginny’s identify. Despite Stud’s dismay at his wife’s secret, he stepped forward. “The Destructors will stand with The Last Riders to provide assistance.”

Calder stepped forward when his brother finished speaking. “The Blue Horsemen also stand with The Last Riders. Reaper has our jacket, as well as the Destructor’s. We will all stand with our brother.”

“Allerton has made it impossible for us to be there to have Reaper’s back. What we need is information about him and what the fuck Ginny stole from him or has on him that would make him want her dead. Nickel will take point; funnel any information you can to him. I want to find out everything about him, from how many shits he takes a day, to the last time he ate and with who. Reach out to your contacts and find out what you can. What you might think isn’t important could save Reaper and Ginny.

“She was under our protection, yet she has taken on protecting us. She’s not a little nobody, and Allerton can’t just sweep this under the rug. Reaper went to bring her back safely, and we’re going to make fucking sure he succeeds. We let him down before, I’ll be damned if we do it again.”

Viper shifted his body toward T.A. “You have no idea what Ginny took?”

T.A. shook her head. “No, and she doesn’t either.”

Viper nodded, turning back to the whole group. “All we know is that she took something from a boat that must have been moored at Sherguevil Island before Christmas when Ginny was three. Somewhere, there are records of who was traveling in the area. Knox, see if you and Jonas can get access to old port records and customs’ check points near the islands. Let’s find out who’s been visiting Allerton in the past and present.”

He looked at T.A. again. “Did Ginny ever describe the boat to you?”

T.A. bit her lip as if she was thinking hard. “Maybe ….” She brought her hand to her belly as if her heightened emotions were affecting the baby.

“I’m taking her home,” Dalton announced, gently grabbing T.A.’s arm. “This is too much for her and the baby.”

T.A. pulled her arm away. “We’re okay. I can do this. I have to.” Giving her husband a look of regret, her expression then turned pensive.

“She was fascinated with the larger ones, so it had to be a good size, but not so big that it wouldn’t be docked at the island. There was one I vaguely remember. We were sitting at the beach and she kept telling me to look at how pretty it was, but that’s all I remember.” She gave a frustrated sigh.

“Do you think if I show you different types of boats, you would recognize the type?”

“Maybe. I can try.”

“Something is better than nothing. That’s a start, then. We can mix and match that type of boat with the old records to discover who Ginny stole from and why in the fuck Allerton wants it so badly. Anyone else have any questions?”

“What was Ginny taught to steal?” Razer spoke up.

“Paper currency, money clips, watches …,” T.A. answered.

“Was there anything else that Ginny was fascinated with besides boats?” Razer, being the father of two rambunctious twin boys, clearly understood the inner working of a child’s mind better than most of them.