51 Motel Six Room 103 5 10 AM

Maxwell was pacing in the small motel room. Something was wrong; he could sense it. Lee wasn’t responding to any of his calls or texts, and Brynn had heard from Muhammad... No sign of Lee or the girls.

“Where the fuck is that looser?” Maxwell said, calling Lee’s phone yet again. “He’s probably high in a ditch somewhere... Hopefully he hasn’t fucked up the merchandise.”

“William Maxwell Richards!” Brynn said, her voice suddenly very authoritative. Maxwell stopped and looked at her. She didn’t normally use his full name, so when she did use it he noticed quickly. “Relax...” We know the route he was supposed to take, I’ve got Marco and Ruben going over the route looking for him and the girls. We’ll find them. Too bad we don’t have a picture of them...”