Going Home

Chapter 17

Edited

Tasha ended her call with Chris and headed out into the living room of the old cabin. "Well that was interesting," she said as she took a seat on the worn out couch. "There's at least three other guards in Lowen's pocket. He's getting me those names as we speak." she sighed. "He also knows that there is three judges who he's been paying off."

He ran a hand over his tired face, "He tell you names?" he asked, looking at her.

She handed him the notepad. "All three judges. Also gave me case numbers for a few cases that Lowen had dropped." Looking around she noticed her brother hadn't come back in. "Where's Jax?"

"Said he was going to see the boys. Chibs went with him." he said as he stood from his spot on the couch and began to pace again. His mind was going wild as he thought of different ways to end Lowen.

Tig cam and sat beside her, his arms outstretched over the back of the couch. "What's going on?" he asked as he took a sip from his beer.

"Wheels are turning." she explained as she watched her old man. She knew him like the back of her hand and knew by the way his jaw ticked and the dead eyes he had, that whatever was cooking in that brain, it was going to end with Lowen in a shallow grave somewhere in Chigger Woods.

Just as she was about to talk him down he rushed for the door and headed off into the woods. "Where's he going?" Tig asked, watching as Juice left with him.

She sighed and leaned into Tig, "He's going to get Jax."

Happy felt like he was about to explode by the time he reached the second cabin, Juice trailing behind, no one was to leave that cabin alone. He ignored all attempts of Juice getting him to talk. He was too lost in the thoughts that were consuming his mind. If Chris could get the names of the guards in his pocket they could deal with them, as well as get more information. He already formulated a plan to deal with the judges and a murderous smile crept up onto his face as he stalked toward Piney's old cabin.

Jx noticed Happy stalking up to the abin with Juice trailing behind. "What's going on he asked, concern written all over his face as he made his way down the steps.

"Tasha found the names of the judges Lowen has in hs pocket. She's waiting to hear back from her contact about the rest of the guards." he explained. "I have a plan, but I don't know if your gonna like it."

As Happy explained to Jax, Juice and Chibs the plan he had, Tasha sat at the table with Daniel formulating her own plan. Tig noticed the frustrated face she had and went to see what was going on in her head.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" he asked as he took a seat at the table. His eyes going between the two. He still had an uneasy feeling about Daniel. He reminded him of someone, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

She sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair and leaned back in her seat. "I'm thinking 'brains before bullets' is a bunch of horse shit right now." she muttered.

Tig let out a chuckle as he shook his head, squeezing her shoulder lovingly. "Listen sweetheart, you're the voice of reason for all of us. If you start to go off the rails, we're all gonna go out in a hail of bullets." he said as he eyed her, knowing what she was thinking. "You need to relax. Things will come to you."

Daniel nodded in agreement before he cleared his throat. "You know, you have the best person to help you right now tied up in that room." he said. "Maybe you need to have a little heart to heart with our dear old Mayor?"

Tasha's eyes lit up as she stood from her seat. "Where's Hap?" she asked as she looked around the cabin.

Before anyone could answer, he walked into the cabin with Jax, Chibs and Juice following close behind. She smiled wickedly as she grabbed onto Happy's cut. "C'mon, killer. We got some work to do." He smiled and followed her lead, heading towards the room Hale was tied up.