“She found sensitive shit. Shit out on the dark web. Shit only you can get rid of.”
“Okay, kiddie porn, I take it?” he deduced.
“Yeah.”
“Why are you bringin’ this to me, Wrath?” he asked. “Jette normally brings that kind of shit to me directly.”
“I know. It’s sensitive.”
“How sensitive?”
I dropped my head. “Fuck, brother, I don’t know how to say this.”
“Jesus, is it her?”
“Yeah.”
“Cletus?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m gonna fuckin’ kill him,” he hissed.
“No, brother, I get that honor,” I said. “Which brings me to my second ask.”
“I already know exactly where he is.”
“Yeah?”
“Hell, yeah.”
“Where?” I demanded.
“Same shithole he’s been in the whole time,” Rabbit said.
“Right. I’m comin’ your way this week,” I said. “I’ll send you what I can about the other shit. We can talk when I’m there.”
“Okay. See you soon.”
“Don’t move a fuckin’ finger until I get there and don’t say anything to your sister,” I said.
“Brother, I’m not gonna lie to her.”
“Not askin’ you to,” I said. “Just askin’ you not to offer information.”
“ThatI can do,” Rabbit promised.
“Thanks.”
I hung up and snuck back to my bed, curling my body back around my woman. She rolled over, burying her face in my neck. “You okay?” she whispered.
“Yeah, baby.” I kissed her temple. “You okay?”
Sliding her hands up my back, she nodded. “Yes.”
“Go back to sleep,” I whispered.
“’K.”