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Her fingers shook slightly as she climbed into Sid's truck. Soon, he opened the back door and Chiefy jumped inside and gave Grace's cheek a big sloppy lick. Chiefy loved car rides.
Sid jumped in and started his truck. He backed out of the driveway and swung the truck toward Grace's. They were basically across the street from each other, but he was right, she felt better in the truck rather than standing outside and being vulnerable to those bikers.
The police cars had already parked in her driveway, and she got out of the truck and waited for the officers, who had flashlights and were walking around her place, to approach her.
"Ma'am, is this your house?"
"Yes. I'm Grace Murphy. I called 911."
"My name is Officer Isak Voss."
"Hello, Officer Voss."
"It does appear there are two windows broken. Do you have any idea who did this?"
"Yes. I'm reasonably sure it was that biker gang who've been hanging around town the past week or so."
"Why do you feel it's them?"
"Because they've been sitting here on the road, watching my place, which is why I stayed with my friend."
Sid approached from the driver's side of the truck. She smiled at him, though it was dark and he likely couldn't see her. "This is my friend, Sid Hoffman. Sid, this is Officer Voss."
"Mr. Hoffman, I'll ask you some questions in a moment."
Sid nodded but stood by.
Another officer approached them. Officer Voss turned briefly, then introduced them. "Officer Erin Moody, this is Grace Murphy, owner of the home and Sid Hoffman, her friend."
Officer Moody nodded. "I found bricks laying inside on the floor in the glass. Do you mind opening the door and letting us inside?"
"No." Her fingers shook as she pulled her keys from her little shoulder bag. Never in her life, that she could remember, and she'd have remembered this, did she have to let police officers in her home.
Sid stepped closer and held his hand out. "I can do it, Grace."
Tears sprang to her eyes instantly. She sniffed, but nodded and handed Sid her keys. Then she took in a deep cleansing breath. She'd done nothing wrong.
Officer Voss moved with Sid to the house and Officer Moody stayed with her. Her voice was soft, but confident when she asked, "Have you had issues with this biker gang before today?"
She swallowed, "Only since two days ago. They bothered Sid..." She pointed to the house. "At the Garage two days ago. I stopped in right after, and they had a biker sitting on his bike, watching the Garage and saw me and Sid chatting. One of them followed me home. He sat outside on his motorcycle all day. I'm remodeling. Anyway, they watched my house all day."
"Why do you think they did that?"
"They want Sid to be their main mechanic. He said no. They're trying to scare us. Him. Scare him into saying yes. He doesn't want to work with them. Last night we went to the Sandbar to eat dinner and they were there. They started trouble and Jace...he's the owner...called the police and the bikers were asked to leave. It made them mad. They drove back and forth up and down the street for a while until the police...you guys...girls...officers made them stop."
Grace swallowed. "I'm sorry. I'm nervous."
Officer Moody chuckled slightly. "There's nothing for you to be nervous about."
Grace shrugged, "Except the bikers are beginning to escalate their actions."
"Right. Except that."
Grace turned to the officer. She was pretty. Her hair was pulled back, but her skin was clear and her eyes were a pretty light blue. She looked to be a little bit younger than Grace. Though Grace was terrible at guessing ages.
"Isn't there anything we can do to protect ourselves against these guys?"
Officer Moody turned to face her. Her lips turned down into a frown. "I'm afraid there isn't much we can do to help you. If you feel threatened and they are watching your place, we can ask them to move on. But until they do something, like this, we have to operate under the law and that is they haven't done anything until they have."
