Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

Chapter 0608 “There wasn’t anything in the Will-about an address. Just that they would come | visit here.” | “Carson.” Colt snapped his fingers. “I bet dad told Carson about it.” I was skeptical but we didn’t have anything to lose. Colt was already on the phone, looking up at his contacts before I even had a chance to offer my opinion.

“Hey, I need a minute of your time, do you have a second?” Colt placed the phone on speaker phone and set it down. “Of course. How is things working out with Anthony?” “I have you on speaker phone with Alec and Kristen. We took over his pack but he kidnapped Kristen and Adalynn. He left her in a burning out and took Adalynn to Florida. We are here, trying to find them but we aren’t have any luck. Do you

remember when dad and mom would come down here? Do you remember where they would stay?” | There was a long pregnant pause on the other end. I was almost ready to speak up ! to make sure the connection didn’t drop before he started talking. “Well, shit.

Why didn’t you call me?” “It all happened so quickly.” Colt sounded more tired than anything.

“Well, that was a live time ago. Let me think.” Carson blew out some air. “You said Kristen was okay?” Colt looked up at me. “Yeah, I made it out alive.” I didn’t elaborate and he didn’t ask.

“I don’t remember exactly where but I do remember your dad telling me there was this alcoholic ice pop truck parked directly in front of it. His house was literally on the sand and this truck would be parked there. It drove your dad nuts

, because there would always be a huge crowd. They could never go swimming in peace.” “I can’t g****e that. We would need to walk up and down the shore to find one.” “I'm sorry I can’t be more help. I really wish I knew but I will keep thinking. Do you need warriors or anything?” Colt shook his head like Carson could see him. “We don’t. Jace and Lars might. You could call them and see how they are doing. Tjust left them to deal with the mess.” “Alright. I'll call them.” “Thanks.” Colt said and picked his phone up. He pressed end as I looked back at the nap.

“Those trucks will be stations are more popular areas but again, that was twenty years ago.” My fingers tapped away on the map as I thought. We could g****e

, what was popular then but it wouldn’t give up specific areas. “We need to go to a bar and ask an older bartender what they : | remember or just find a truck and ask them.” | “We can’t but I can have someone do | that.” Colt took his phone and started | texting a book. “Done.” “Great. Now we sit and wait.” There | wasn’t any looking outside or even sitting | on the beach. I think it might have been better if I was able to go for a walk or something. “I’m not made for surveillance.” “The alternative is letting you go out and if Ann or Anthony get a glimpse of you, they will leave and we will never see Adalynn again. The risk isn’t worth it.” Colt didn’t even look at me as he messed around on his phone.

“Come play with me.” Alec said from the livingroom.

Turning around, I saw him shuffling a deck of cards. “You want to play a game?” “I'm sorry, I was under the impression | you didn’t like staring at the walls.” Alec gave me a look. “You in, Colt?” “Yeah, I'll play.” Colt didn’t look up as he kept typing and walked to the livingroom.

“Well, shit. Fine.” Giving in, I jus walked over and sat down on the floor. The coffee table was a massive square, making it perfect for cards. “What are we playing?” “Well, we aren’t playing strip poker.” Colt put his phone down and glared at me.

“I’ve never played strip poker!” I was appalled by his accusation. My eyes glanced over at Alec and he seemed amused.

“That’s not what Emmy told me.” “Emmy is a fucking liar!” I yelled at Colt.

Looking at Alec, I tried to plead to him.

“Itisn’t true! I never did that!” “Why are you so defensive? Seems like you are over denying.” Alec was trying to hid a smile.

\ | “You both suck.” Realizing what they | were doing. “Just deal me. What are we playing?” “Just regular Mississippi Stub.” Alec started dealing out cards to us.

After each of us had two cards, he put the deck to the side. Taking a look, I had a set of 9s. “I guess we don’t have anything to bet.” Colt said looking around.

“I think I saw a couple cartons of cigarettes in the bathroom.” Alec muttered.

“That would work.” Colt said and got up to go get them.

“I didn’t think you would have it in you to play strip poker.” Alec whispered.

My eyes met his and narrowed. “Are you telling me you have played strip poker?” “Inever said that.” Alec whispered-as Colt came back into the room with three cartons of cigarettes.

“We each can have a pack.” Tossing me one, I pulled one out.

“One to play and then go up from there.” “Sounds good to me.” Alec lifted his lip at me. I had to look away. That face always made my panty’s wet and I couldn’t do that in front of Colt. Alec knew that too, fucking asshole.

We each put one in the middle of the table before Colt raised it by one. Alec folded and I matched him. “Okay.” Alec said before flipping one card over. It was a four of hearts.

Colt raised another cigarette. Not wanting to be out done, I mated him. Alec nodded and flipped another one. I got

, another nine. Colt put another one in and | I added two instead of one.

| “Lady raised you, do you match or-fold?” Alec said in his dealer voice.

Colt studied me before adding another one. Alec flipped the last card over and it was a ten. Colt put two more cigarettes in and I matched him.

“Alright, flip them over.” Alec said.

Colt went first and he had a set of fours in his hand. “Beat that!” “Okay.” I said, simply and showed him my nines before grabbing the pile and pulling them over to me.