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“Your team is on Royal intel. He’s never tried taking the other kids, only Niko. Find out what makes him so special. It may help us unravel their operation.”
“Do you have anything that will help us with that?” Remy says in her sweet voice. “No offense, but I tried looking into your past earlier to get a head start on Niko’s father, but, well, Landry is such a common name in Louisiana and I couldn’t findany records that matched you or Niko anywhere.” Remy wrings her hands and I really want to pull her into a hug, even if I’m annoyed she tried looking into my past. But if this is going to work, and these people are going to trust me, I have to trust them in return.
“Look under Patience Surette Landry. That’s my birth name and the name I registered when I had Niko. His birth name is Nicholas Surette Landry.” I hesitate for a moment and then remember I’m doing this for my kids. “Royal is his father, but he’s not named on the birth certificate. I know it’s fucked up, and it wasn’t, um, consensual, but it is what it is and he’s a great kid.”
Remy clasps her hands in front of her large bust and looks at me with her giant blue eyes shimmering with tears. “You are one brave momma and I know you don’t know us that well just yet, but we’ll do whatever we can to help your kiddos. Trust me.”
Fuck. What a sweetheart, I mumble to myself, but not quiet enough.
“I know, right? She’s the best of us. Then there’s the rest of us,” Nat says with a grin as she indicates herself, Ana, and Chewy.
“Hey! Speak for yourself! I’m bloody delightful,” Ana mutters.
“Anyway,” Wire says, shutting down the women bickering, “Remy will get a start on looking into Royal. What have you got in terms of Hammer?”
Blowing out a breath, I think for a moment. “I know that there’s a shipment going out soon. My sister’s 3-day-old baby is meant to be on it.”
A chorus of “What the fuck?” is thrown around by almost every man in the room and my nerves settle, knowing I’m in the right place.
“It’s OK, she’s safe!” Tav yells out. “Pixie got her out the night the kids stayed with us.”
The grumbling settles as the men find their places again.
“I’ll call my brothers, see if our sister knows anything more. It may take a while to get in touch with her, she’s been transported up north in secret so Royal can’t get to her.”
Marx nods his head at this information.
“Tonight we let Wire and the team find out as much as they can with Blanche’s help. We need to know exactly who and what the fuck we’re dealing with. We’re still being watched by the fucking Rose Grove PD, so we need to keep our noses clean. No murdering. That’s directed at you, Chewy.” He glares at Tav’s sister while I stare in shock. Surely he can’t mean actual murder, right?
Looking around at everyone in the room with amused looks on their faces I have to wonder. I get these guys are an MC, however from my research, they aren’t a 1% club, meaning they’re more weekend riders, people who do it because they love bikes, right? Clearly, the MC brothers would have taken lives. They’re all ex-military, but Tav and his family are in laws to the club. They run a security company. They must be joking about Tav’s sister murdering people.
“I repeat, no murder. Or torture for that matter, at least not until we get the pigs off our backs. Especially that fucker, Officer Martin,” Marx grumbles.
“I know that greasy turd,” I voice out loud, all heads snapping toward me.
“How do you know him?” Tav’s eldest brother Gus asks. He looks concerned. And constipated. He arrived to pick up Ana when we were in the middle of redecorating the clubhouse with rubber dongs.
“He came to my house acting like the concerned PD officer, wanting to make sure my kids were OK. I recognized the slimy bastard from Eden’s Keep. He’s been meeting with Royal.”
“Well, I think we now know why the hell this Martin guy has a hard-on for us. If he’s working with Royal and Hammer, then we have a dirty cop problem,” Savage offers.
“Also explains why the hell DRMC and the Bratva were both hit with murder investigations. It’s easy enough to do when the person framing you works for the PD,” agrees Dex.
“Hmm, it does make sense, but how the hell did Hammer, Officer Martin, and Royal all cross paths? Hammer has never lived in Rose Grove, Martin grew up in the same trailer park that Wire spent weekends, and Royal is Louisiana based.” This time Gus. He’s always wanting to cross all the T’s and dot all the i’s.
Marx knocks twice on the table in front of him. “Wire, add that to your list. The more intel we have, the easier it will be to take them all down.”
“Ah, guys, I’ve managed to hack Officer Martin’s cruiser. Aside from showing a scary amount of time outside DRMC buildings, it says here that he took a little trip to Louisiana four days ago.” Chewy has her hand up to get everyone’s attention, but there’s no need. As soon as she starts talking, everyone listens. It’s a nice change from where I grew up.
I’m momentarily distracted until Tav turns his whiskey colored eyes to me. “That was the day you rescued your sister and her baby,” he snaps his head toward his sister, “around what time or times was he there, Dayz?”
Her fingers fly over the keys, the tapping loud in the quiet common room. Her brows pull down, and she purses her lips for a moment. “It says here he was there at around 9pm. The next day he headed further up north, before turning around and coming back. I wonder what was so important up north?”
Fuck.
“Where up north?” I ask, pulling my phone from my pocket, pulling up Vic’s number.
“Last stop was Sunny Hill before he turned around,”