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“So Pony is there yesterday, following the tweakers,” Boomer said, thinking out loud. “This undercover fed is tailing Pony for some reason, sees the robbery. Then the fed decides to be a hero and take on the robbers solo? Seems reckless.”
“They might have gone up to the cabin, tried to get a better look, and gotten spotted while waiting for backup,” Pony said.
“Dang, Pony, you must’ve just about bumped into them,” Devil said.
“What do you mean?” Boomer said.
Pony said, “I followed the tweakers to their cabin and scoped out the place on foot before I called Wyatt. So it’s not unlikely that our mystery fed did the same, but got unlucky and one of the robbers spotted them.”
“That’s probably how the fed found the robbers’ cabin in the first place,” Wyatt said. “Pony followed the robbers, the fedfollows Pony, Pony backs off to call in the cavalry, the fed says to themselves, I think I’ll go have a look at what Pony was looking at.”
Boomer nodded. “That tracks. Then the fed calls in the locals, gets spotted, big shootout. Two of the tweakers get perished, Number Three drives off and runs into the three of you at the gas station. So who was the fourth guy on the motorcycle, this one Pony and Wyatt chased?”
“That is the question of the hour,” Griz said.
“Whoever he is, I’d say he’s good and scared off,” Wyatt said. “Two of his buddies shot and killed, another in the hands of the cops, thanks to us, and him barely getting away after me and Pony chased him.”
“Maybe our mystery number four guy is this undercover agent,” Pony said.
“The Fed?” Boomer said. “Why would they get on one of the bad guys’ motorcycles?”
“Chase after Black Tooth.”
“Who?”
“The guy we caught. I call him that. If he fled the scene of the shootout, maybe the fed got on a bike and chased after him. Ended up coming our way.”
“Hmm. But if that’s the case, why would they run away from you and Wyatt?”
Pony shrugged. “Maintain his cover, maybe?”
“Maybe,” Boomer said, smoothing at his beard as he thought things over. “Maybe.”
“Whoever he was, the dude could ride,” Wyatt said. “Pretty impressive for someone only playing at the game.”
“We have a name of this undercover fed?” Griz asked.
“No,” Wyatt said. “It’s all hush hush. McKenzie tried to ask around with the locals but got shut down in no uncertain terms.”
“That doesn’t sound good.”
“So there’s an undercover fed sniffing around here somewhere,” Boomer said. “Something we definitely have to dig into.”
“You think the feds are investigating us?” Pony said.
“Seems like a hell of a coincidence if they aren’t,” Wyatt said. “And after that ruckus Devil made with the Warlords…”
Griz said, “You mean blowing up their truck on the highway with an assload of plastic explosives?”
“Yes,” Wyatt said. “I mean blowing up their truck on the highway with an assload of plastic explosives.”
“Hey,” Devil said, shrugging his shoulders under the weight of everyone’s stares. “It seemed like a perfectly good solution to the problem at the time.”
“After what I went through with them, I’m not about to shed a tear for the Warlords,” Pony said. “But a bomb like that is a good way to draw the attention of every law enforcement agency within shouting distance. Especially post-9/11. Anything involving major explosives gets federal agencies thinking terrorist attack.”
“Dude, I’m not going to say that you sound ungrateful,” Devil said, “but you sound ungrateful.”
“You’re the entire reason I was involved with the Warlords in the first… never mind,” Pony said, waving all that off.
