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I walked out of the house, leaving Bones and Justin behind without an explanation. I could feel the two of them at my back, wondering what I was going to destroy next. I got on my bike and started up the engine.
“Wait for us,” Bones said. “We’ll come with you.”
They assumed I was going on the hunt again. “No,” I said. “Stay here… I need to do this alone.”
Bones and Justin exchanged a glance. “What exactly are you going to do?” Bones asked, and I sensed concern in his voice.
“I’m turning to the last resort,” I said. “The police.”
I saw the shock flit across their faces, but I didn’t care. I knew where we stood with the cops, but the Angels had never had a bad encounter with them. We had stayed clean for as long as I could remember, so there was no reason for me to be afraid to approach them. We’d just earned a bad reputation because of all the shit that the Knights pulled on a daily basis. We had enjoyed independence because of that, but the downside is that we’d also been cast with the same brush.
It was a reputation that had suited us all this time, however, and its convenience was welcomed. But now things had changed, and I was willing to work with whomever I needed to…. including the police. If Godwin wouldn’t—or couldn’t—help us, then fuck him; I would find someone who could.
“You’re going to the fucking police?” Bones said incredulously.
“Yes.”
“Are you insane?”
“Most likely,” I nodded. “But a little insanity is necessary sometimes.”
“Zack, wait,” Bones said. “We have to talk about this.”
“There’s nothing to talk about.”
“What makes you think the cops will even listen to you, much less help us out?” Justin asked. “They hate the MC clubs. We’re nothing but law-breaking gangs to them.”
“We’ve never had a face-to-face run-in with the cops,” I pointed out. “We’ve kept to ourselves mostly.”
“Mostly,” Bones said, repeating the word. “If the cops get involved, they’ll screw everything up like they always do.”
“We’re not getting anywhere on our own,” I pointed out. “Every second that ticks by is a second Ghost is using to do God knows what to Mila. We have to think of her first now.”
I heard both Justin and Bones start to talk, but I was done listening. I rode my motorbike out of there, kicking up a fog of dust in the process. I rode fast until I got to the station, then I parked quickly and headed inside.
There were a couple of cops lounging about behind desks when I walked in, and all of them sat up straight when they caught sight of me. I understood how intimidating a presence I was, but combine that with my motorcycle jacket, which clearly indicated who I was, I could almost understand the nervous looks on their faces.
“I need to speak to someone in charge,” I said to the whole room.
The cop that approached me was a short woman with blond hair that she had tired back in a tight knot at the back of her head. She was the only one who didn’t look like she was about to shit her pants.
“Is the sheriff here?”
“Yes,” she nodded. “But—”
“I want to speak to him. Now.”
She paused for a moment. “I’ll see if he’s available.”
She disappeared through a door, and she was gone for almost three minutes that seemed to stretch on forever. The remaining three cops that I was left with didn’t take their eyes off me even for a second. One of the younger cops kept his hand on his gun the whole time, as though he were trying to give me a silent warning. It almost made me smile. I could draw my weapon a lot faster than he could draw his. But given that I had come here for help, I had opted to leave my gun at home. I had a license to carry, and it was my second amendment right to do so, but I didn’t want to push my luck.
The female officer appeared at the same door and gestured for me to follow her. I walked through the door, which led to another huge room with desks set up every way. She walked me to a closed-off cubicle at the end of the room. The man sitting inside was skinny and tall with light stubble and sharp brown eyes.
“Come in,” he said, as the policewoman opened the door.
When I walked in, she closed the door and left me with her sheriff.
“You can sit down,” he said.
