No one had his kind of luck.
No one.
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“Did you let them search the clubhouse without a lawyer present?”
“They haven’t come to the clubhouse.”
“Good. If they do, make sure your lawyer is there.”
“What’s this about?”
“I just want you to be careful.”
Like he could read my mind, he pushed, “What have you done?”
“Nothing.”
“Devin.”
“I might’ve reached out to a couple of old friends and asked about what’s going on with the investigation.”
“I don’t want you involved in this, Devin.”
“You’re involved, so I’m involved. End of story,” Devin argued. “Besides, I didn’t really do anything. I was just asking questions. I wanted to see what they have and if they were close to pressing charges or anything like that.”
“And?”
“There’s nothing, and I mean nothing. That’s why I’m telling you not to let Brian or anyone else come in that clubhouse without someone watching every move they make.”
“You think he’ll pull a fast one?”
“I don’t know, but I have a feeling he might. Something about all this just doesn’t feel right.”
“Because it isn’t.” I knew the truth. I knew Maddox was behind all the bullshit, but I couldn’t tell her that. I couldn’t tell her anything. “But that isn’t for you to worry about. I need you to do what I said and trust me on this. We are handling it.”
“I know you are, and I do trust you. But I don’t trust Brian, and I want you to be careful.”
It meant something to me that Devin trusted me like she did. With all the secrets and our past, I’d given her plenty of reasons not to, but she was here and giving me all the support I could ask for. “I appreciate that, and I will. Now, let it go and leave the worrying to me.”
“I miss you.”
“I miss you, too, baby. I’ll call when I can.”
I ended the call and went straight to Preacher’s office, letting him know about Devin’s warning. He shook his head and grumbled, “I’m over this guy’s bullshit. It’s time to show him who he’s fucking with.”
“What are you thinking?”
“I’ve got an old military buddy that is high up in the Bureau. If I can just get him some solid evidence against Maddox, we could bury him.”
“We’ve got plenty. You’ve seen what Shep found.”
“Yeah, I know he’s dirty. You know he’s dirty, but the bank statements and time stamps are all circumstantial. We need something real. Something they can’t ignore.” He ran his hand over his beard. “We gotta catch him in the act. Video footageof him with these trafficking guys or at the very least, him admitting that he’s involved.”
“Alright. We’ll find it.”
