Chapter 34: LAW

"Creed, Law here, we've got trouble."

"What's up bro, the fuck is going on now?" We've been pretty much on alert ever since the little powwow a few weeks ago. I was trying to get shit cleaned up in my own backyard before heading to Georgia, but it looked like Colt, the fuck, wasn't gonna give me the chance.

"Colt's on the fucking loose is what's going on. Just got a call from Katarina and he's headed to the desert."

"Oh shit." Brandon, Travis and Clay joined me just in time to hear that last part.

"We've got to head him off and we don't have much time, he's on the move." I need this shit. Dana Sue hasn't stopped throwing her guts up in three fucking weeks, the asshole sheriff has been making noises since we burnt out the fuckwit hate brigade and now this.

"Fuck, do we know which way he's headed?" There were a few routes from his neck of the woods to Arizona but only one that would take a lot less time. I gave Creed the particulars before deciding on the best place to meet so