At least Flint might not. Jesse would do it without a second thought if he had to. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to protect the MC and to keep the family together. Especially now when we have the kids to look after.

“We’ve talked about this before,” Jesse says. “You knew this was always a possible outcome if things went bad. And things couldn’t get much worse than they are right now. She’s every bit as dangerous to us as Big Roy and the Liberators were. And we all know how that ended.”

“Lila is a fucking federal agent,” I say. “We can’t kill a fed. There has to be another way. Find her and let me talk to her. Just give me one more shot. I can convince her to come around.”

“Hell no!” Jesse says in frustration. “It’s too late for that. That ship has already sailed. Flint, can you talk some sense into him?”

“Sam is right about one thing,” Flint says. “Before we do something irrational, we need to find her. Right now we’re wasting time. I’ll see if one of my guys in Atlanta can track her down. I’ll also put someone at her field office to see if she enters the building and at her apartment. If we cover all of her bases, she’ll be sure to show up somewhere before noon. Since today is Friday, maybe we’ll be lucky and she won’t go into the office until Monday. That would give us the weekend to track her down.”

“Since when do we know where she lives in Atlanta?” I ask.

“Almost since the beginning,” Flint answers. “I told my guy to keep digging into her background. We couldn’t find out much. Only where she lives and the office she normally works out of. And where her parents live. It’s really surprising though how much we couldn’t find out about her. No friends, no pets, no activities. Basically she doesn’t have a life outside of work.”

“What’s her address?” I ask.

“Don’t even start with that shit,” Flint says. “The last thing we need is you running off half-cocked and doing something stupid. Let me and Jesse handle it from now on.”

I keep my mouth shut.

Flint is right.

The way I’m feeling right now, there’s no telling what I might be capable of.

“What should we be doing in the meantime to cover our asses?” Jesse asks.