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quiet. Then he heard her
rustling out of bed with a grumble. He waited impatiently until she emerged,
dressed, her hair pulled back in haste, huge dark sunglasses obscuring her
eyes. She stayed silent and brooding as she followed Jase to the SUV, which he
insisted on driving to the clubhouse. She smoked in the passenger seat and
didn’t look at him. She didn’t put up a fight when he dropped her off and told
her to stay in with Tommy and the others. Like a fed-up zombie, she simply
shuffled off wherever he pointed without a word. He didn’t have time to analyze
it.
The police had set up their tape and crime
scene equipment by the time Jase arrived. The sheriff worked often with the MC
on issues of mutual interest, and no doubt Henry had gotten a call as soon as
signs of the Black Dogs were found on-scene. Jase found Henry and Beck
conversing with the sheriff on the porch. They brought him inside to show him
the scene. It was surreal to see the dance hall from the night before flooded
with daylight and dust; the floor scattered with shoes and cups and overturned
tables. Blood from the victims still hadn’t been cleaned up.
“ Witnesses put this at
three or four guys, career criminals from the sounds. This type of thing isn’t
usually for first-timers, ” said
the sheriff. He read slowly off a small spiral notebook he always kept in his
pocket. “ There
was a lot of chaos, but multiple people seem to think they were targeting
groups with bikers in cuts. Bartender says they were definitely looking for
something, but they never once asked for money or the safe. ”
“ Do we think it was a hit
out on the Black Dogs? ” asked
Jase.
Henry shook his head. “ A
few clubs were here, so it ’ s
possible. But this was also very sloppy, which our enemies tend not to be. ”
“ We must have just missed
it …” said Jase, more to himself than to anyone. If
I hadn’t kicked that bathroom door open and
started that fight, would Maggie and I have still been here when the shooting
happened?
“ What ’ s
that now? ” asked the sheriff.
Jase said turned to Henry instead,
ignoring the sheriff. “ This was for
Maggie, I can feel it. We were here last night. She wanted a drink. But we
didn’t … we didn’t stay long. ” He
couldn’t help but avert his eyes, no matter how much of a tell it was. He was
still boiling with shame. “ Maggie
gets back into town, and this happens? That ’ s
no accident. Someone knew we were here. ”
Henry and Beck exchanged heavy glances.
“ You didn’t see anything? ” asked Beck.
“ The place was packed, but
no, there was nothing suspicious. A few parties, plus the usual Friday night
crowd … no one hassled us or seemed out of place. ” Even as the words came out of his mouth, Jase doubted
himself. Had he really been on point last night? Had he taken good stock of the
crowd, or had he been far too focused on Maggie? Did someone tail them to the
bar and he missed it, too busy rehearsing angry speeches in his mind?
“ Well, that complicates
things, ” said the sheriff. “We’ll need to talk to your daughter, Henry, if you think she ’ s
a target here. ”
Henry looked unhappy about it, but he
nodded anyway. “She ’ s
at the clubhouse. Let me go speak with her now, and then I’ll have her come
down to the station. ”
As the men piled out of the roadhouse,
Jase took one last look around. He made himself memorize the pattern of the
blood spatter on the floors and walls. He wanted them to be a stark reminder
that his job for the MC came before anything — before
his feelings, and before Maggie ’ s.
Otherwise it was likely to be her blood spatter he was memorizing next.
~ SIX ~
Maggie
was on her third cup of coffee when Jase and her father returned from Hot
Tamales. She waited with a large group of men from the MC, all gathered to hear
updates and receive orders. It had been a very long time
rustling out of bed with a grumble. He waited impatiently until she emerged,
dressed, her hair pulled back in haste, huge dark sunglasses obscuring her
eyes. She stayed silent and brooding as she followed Jase to the SUV, which he
insisted on driving to the clubhouse. She smoked in the passenger seat and
didn’t look at him. She didn’t put up a fight when he dropped her off and told
her to stay in with Tommy and the others. Like a fed-up zombie, she simply
shuffled off wherever he pointed without a word. He didn’t have time to analyze
it.
The police had set up their tape and crime
scene equipment by the time Jase arrived. The sheriff worked often with the MC
on issues of mutual interest, and no doubt Henry had gotten a call as soon as
signs of the Black Dogs were found on-scene. Jase found Henry and Beck
conversing with the sheriff on the porch. They brought him inside to show him
the scene. It was surreal to see the dance hall from the night before flooded
with daylight and dust; the floor scattered with shoes and cups and overturned
tables. Blood from the victims still hadn’t been cleaned up.
“ Witnesses put this at
three or four guys, career criminals from the sounds. This type of thing isn’t
usually for first-timers, ” said
the sheriff. He read slowly off a small spiral notebook he always kept in his
pocket. “ There
was a lot of chaos, but multiple people seem to think they were targeting
groups with bikers in cuts. Bartender says they were definitely looking for
something, but they never once asked for money or the safe. ”
“ Do we think it was a hit
out on the Black Dogs? ” asked
Jase.
Henry shook his head. “ A
few clubs were here, so it ’ s
possible. But this was also very sloppy, which our enemies tend not to be. ”
“ We must have just missed
it …” said Jase, more to himself than to anyone. If
I hadn’t kicked that bathroom door open and
started that fight, would Maggie and I have still been here when the shooting
happened?
“ What ’ s
that now? ” asked the sheriff.
Jase said turned to Henry instead,
ignoring the sheriff. “ This was for
Maggie, I can feel it. We were here last night. She wanted a drink. But we
didn’t … we didn’t stay long. ” He
couldn’t help but avert his eyes, no matter how much of a tell it was. He was
still boiling with shame. “ Maggie
gets back into town, and this happens? That ’ s
no accident. Someone knew we were here. ”
Henry and Beck exchanged heavy glances.
“ You didn’t see anything? ” asked Beck.
“ The place was packed, but
no, there was nothing suspicious. A few parties, plus the usual Friday night
crowd … no one hassled us or seemed out of place. ” Even as the words came out of his mouth, Jase doubted
himself. Had he really been on point last night? Had he taken good stock of the
crowd, or had he been far too focused on Maggie? Did someone tail them to the
bar and he missed it, too busy rehearsing angry speeches in his mind?
“ Well, that complicates
things, ” said the sheriff. “We’ll need to talk to your daughter, Henry, if you think she ’ s
a target here. ”
Henry looked unhappy about it, but he
nodded anyway. “She ’ s
at the clubhouse. Let me go speak with her now, and then I’ll have her come
down to the station. ”
As the men piled out of the roadhouse,
Jase took one last look around. He made himself memorize the pattern of the
blood spatter on the floors and walls. He wanted them to be a stark reminder
that his job for the MC came before anything — before
his feelings, and before Maggie ’ s.
Otherwise it was likely to be her blood spatter he was memorizing next.
~ SIX ~
Maggie
was on her third cup of coffee when Jase and her father returned from Hot
Tamales. She waited with a large group of men from the MC, all gathered to hear
updates and receive orders. It had been a very long time
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