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“Fuck, Sheriff. This is sick. He deserves everything he gets. He won’t last a week in prison when they find out what he has done,” one of my deputies calls out to the room.
Everyone murmurs in agreement.
“Let’s hope not, but maybe it would be good for him to be sent home and dealt with in their prisons.”
“We can hope, man.” I nod to Austin. “Okay, let’s get started.”
We all file out of the station to our patrol cars, while discussing where each of us will start.
Driving around, I can’t help but scan any crowds that I come across. This fucker could be walking in plain sight because he must be cocky and thinking he will get away with what he has done. Fleeing to the US from Ireland will only help him for a short time because we will find him.
I stop at a red light, looking at people on the sidewalk, enjoying the warm day, when I hear it and I sit up a little straighter in my seat.
The loud rumble of motorcycle pipes.
They come around the corner like a well-oiled machine, each of them gliding on air. Royal at the front of the group, his twin brother Jack, and Travis next. Each of the guys follows him.
They go in the direction I am going, and I get the feeling in the pit of my stomach that we have the same destination.
The club thought that I didn’t know about their hidden side hustle of the Rugged Hunters, but I am not stupid, and neither was the previous sheriff. He just let things slide because he knew that the club can do more than what the law can in so many situations.
Now, I am not happy for people to break the law, but I am also not the kind of cop who will stop the bad people from getting hurt or worse if they deserve it. I have been a cop for over ten years, and I have seen shit that still gives me nightmares.
So I know that the club can do so much more than what I can because my hands are tied in the shittiest way, and that stops me from doing what I was born to do.
Get the scumbags off the streets.
My light turns green, and I follow behind the group of bikes, allowing a few cars between us, but I already know that they have clocked me, as Maverick has looked over his shoulder at me. The sexy bastard even flipped me off.
Since meeting him that day when Finan’s now stepdaughter was taken, there has been this connection between us, but neither of us has made the move to see what could play out between us.
There have been times where we have come face to face, and every time I have wanted to kiss the smirk off his face, then bend him over and fuck him, marking him as mine. I saw the heat in his eyes that night at Junction when I was on a date, and I kissed her while watching him.
I couldn’t take my eyes of him; he looked deliciously jealous and turned-on at the same time. When my hand went to her bare leg his gaze tracked that, then I saw him press down on his dick that I have no doubt was hard.
Following behind the group of bikes, they come to a stop, and I pull in behind them and notice that it is one of the locations where this fucker is said to be.
Exiting my car, the men dismount, and I meet them on the sidewalk. Royal is taking point, showing that he is taking his role of the next Rugged Skulls’ President seriously, as he should.
“Sheriff.”
“Royal, what are you boys doing here?”
“Boys?” Calder scoffs. “Nothing boyish about us, Sheriff,” he smarts off, making me smirk at him.
I hear a low growl coming from my left and I tilt my head to look at Maverick, who is glaring at his brother.
Interesting.
Needing to push him that little bit more, I grin back at Calder who is a sexy fucker. Hell, everyone in the club is hot. It definitely runs in the family.
“Oh, I know there is nothing boyish about you, Calder, believe me, I know. But that does not take away from the fact that you are not telling me why you are here.” I nod to the Irish pub.
“We decided after a ride we would stop and have a drink. That is not against the law, is it, Sheriff?” comes from Maverick.
I turn my body to face him, our gazes clash, and it is like a punch to the gut with how he is looking at me.
Intense heat stares back at me. Licking his lips, Maverick drops his gaze over my body, taking in every inch of me in my uniform, making me feel naked under his stare. My cock twitches behind the material of my pants at the thought of him using that tongue to lick my cock.
