The family that preys together…- 43

“Spin get your head out of the clouds and pay attention damn it,” Bryant barked out when he had to tell his brother for the third time about one of the people they might be going after.

“Sorry.” Crispin picked up the page Bryant shoved at him, concentrating on what it said before nodding. “He’s definitely a danger to others, not only for his tailgating but apparently for his inability to keep his temper while driving. Two stops for road rage? That’s unconscionable.”

“I agree. He’s about as bad as the one with three DUI stops. He managed to find himself a good lawyer to get him off with just a fine and probation each time.”

“Do them both?” Crispin asked, a smile of lust for the kill crossing his face as he looked at his brother.

Bryant returned the smile with a vicious one of his own. “I was thinking that. Maybe even together if we can figure out a way that sends the right message.”

“Now that could be interesting, very interesting. Tailgater meets drunk driver.” He nodded. “I like it.”

“But not before I get to play with them.”

“Well of course not, that’s half the fun.” Crispin’s eyes lit up at the thought.

Bryant smiled to himself. It looked as if his brother was back. But then that wasn’t so surprising. Crispin had no way to sublimate his need to play the game the way Bryant did. Even if he did become physically involved with Kent, that would do little to diminish the need for the adrenaline rush that came from dealing out death to those that deserved it.

“So,” Bryant said as he laid out the two sheets of paper with the information on their intended prey, “we need to…”

For the next hour they worked and reworked their ideas until they came up with a plan that satisfied both of them.