“Why would she?” I asked. “I mean, I know you and Flynn are friends, of a sort. But why would they help us unless they will benefit directly?”
“That’s just it,” he said with a dry smile. “They would benefit.”
“I don’t get it. Maybe it’s the scotch I had last night, but I don’t understand.”
He rubbed a thumb across his jaw, the noise of stubble against skin sounding like sandpaper against wood. “Barrett talked about her business partnership with Sanchez, yeah?”
I nodded.
“Flynn and Barrett own a scotch distillery in Dornoch, where they live. They make bottles of scotch, pack Sanchez’s product in the boxes, and have them distributed.”
I blinked. “They’re drug mules?”
Colt shrugged. “Among other things.”
“But, why?”
Colt mulled his words over for a moment before saying, “They have certain political affiliations they’d prefer to keep close to the vest. But let’s just say they belong to the Scottish version of the IRA.”
I inhaled a shaky breath. “Okay, I wasn’t expecting that. Damn, now Ireallywant to know how Barrett and Flynn met.”
“It’s a damn good story,” Colt admitted. He finally pushed away from the doorjamb. “You ready to get out of here? Head back to Waco? I’ve got more shit to handle than just Sanchez.”
I nodded, swallowing. “Are you—what are you going to do about Knight?”
Colt cracked his knuckles. “Have a talk with him. Man to man.”
I didn’t like the sound of that. On top of Sanchez, the Iron Horsemen, and a hell of a lot of cocaine, Colt was going to have to go face-to-face with another Blue Angel president, a man we needed to show our strength in Waco. A man whose club we needed for back up.
I prayed like hell it didn’t turn into a blood bath of Blue Angel against Blue Angel. Colt couldn’t afford this to get personal, but Knight was hiding something.
Colt pulled on a pair of jeans and reached for his cell, reading the screen. “Zip just texted. He’s gonna get Joni moving. They’ll meet us back in Waco, along with everyone else. You almost ready to get out of here?”
“What about saying goodbye to Barrett and Flynn?”
He grinned. “Darlin’, they’re already on their private jet bound for Scotland.”
A few hours later, Colt and I walked into madness.
“Thank God you’re here!” Darcy said, throwing her arms around me.
I removed my leather jacket. “Let me change and then put me to work.”
Darcy nodded and let out a sigh. She looked at Colt and glared. “Next time, a little more warning would be nice. I’m trying to get the guest rooms cleaned and ready for all the new faces around here. Right now Knight and the boys are out back. I told them to get out of my hair and let me work.”
Colt grinned and kissed her cheek. “You’re the best.”
Someone barreled into my legs and wrapped small, thin arms around them. Lily looked up at me and grinned, showing the loss of one of her front teeth.
“Hi!” she exclaimed.
“You lost something,” I said, poking the hole with my pointer finger and making her giggle.
“Mama says the Tooth Fairy is gonna come visit me tonight,” Lily stated in excitement. “Do you think I’ll get to meet her?”
“Er,” I began, “I don’t think it works that way. The Tooth Fairy is all about mystery.”
Thank you, Darcy mouthed.