Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 71

“I didn't check it, did you, Pred? Jace cut the ties off, grabbed her and took off running out the door carrying her. After making sure the men were dead and getting my brass, I didn't think about anything else other than getting the hell out of there.”

Pred grimaced, “Sorry, I did the same as Reb, never even looked at the table after Jace got her off it.”

I picked up my phone and dialed Jace's number. As soon as he answered, I asked, “Was the table smooth or rough wood? Just comment with one word, I don't want to upset Zoey.” I heard him sigh.

“She's out cold but has a death grip on me and I don't want to wake her up, so not even gonna try to move. The table was really rough wood. Zoey got a couple splinters off of it.”

“Okay, that's what I needed to know. Thanks, Jace.”

“Sure, Prez.”

As I hung up the phone, I said, “Jace says it was rough, but, Brother, it probably needs to be looked at anyway, if Zoey had blood on her, we need to make sure none of hers is on that table.”

“Yeah, I'd thought of that. Reason I asked if it was rough, I didn't want her fingerprints on it. I can dilute the blood so there would be no way to get a legitimate sample. But if I called it in and the table was wiped clean with that many dead men out there, it would look fishy. Just trying to decide which way to work this.” He took a drink of his beer as he thought for a moment. “Tell you what I think needs to be done. I don't want any of you going out there, period. Since this happened late at night, I'm hoping no one saw the boys out that way.”

“We weren't wearing our cuts, so that should help,” Pred commented.

“Yeah, that definitely helps. Not that I think it's really necessary, but, Dog, when I leave I want you to use a burner and call my office number about an hour afterwards then destroy the phone. That way if anyone asks I can say a call came in anonymously to my line about hearing shots being fired out in that area last night. I'll go check it out and see what we have. If I think the table could hold any DNA at all, I'll destroy it. But my plan is to call it in as an apparent drug exchange gone bad or gang related incident.

“Since there will be nothing to find other than the men there, I think it will all be good. I will be there to oversee everything. If anyone makes noises about needing to bring in the techs, I'll do that and stay on top of what they find, but I don't see it going that far. All that being said, if I get out there and decide I don't like what I see, I'll just drag all their asses into the barn and torch it.”

“Brother, if anyone sees you out in that area in your cruiser and you have to torch it, that could become an issue on its own,” I told him.

“Well, let's not borrow trouble yet. Let me go see what I find. If I think calling in the troops would be a bad idea, then I'll call you and we will come up with something different, even if we have to go back out tonight and hike in from a distance and torch it that way. We'll get it done.”

“Appreciate it, KJ.”

“It's all good, Prez. Everyone in this club should know that I have your backs. Everyone,” he said as he looked at first Viper, then Reb and Pred. They all nodded at him.

“Thanks, Brother.” Viper said as he held out his hand to KJ.

KJ reached out and shook it. “Meant what I said, Viper. Remember that.”

“Will do, Brother.”

“Gonna head back to the office, don’t forget to call me in about an hour. That way I'll be leaving from work when I go check on the barn.”

“What if someone mentions seeing you out here?”

He shrugged, “If anyone mentions seeing my car here, I'll just say that someone called in about a lot of shots being fired out here and I came out to check on it, only to find the club had been target practicing.”

“Sounds good, Brother. We'll walk you out.”

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