Page 89 of Beyond the Badge: Nox

“Damn, you’re weird,” Finn said as he headed back to where he’d been working.

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” Nox called out.

“You do that.”

Decker also wandered away, but Crew remained.

“Do you think that’s him?” Nox kept his question low.

“I don’t know. They want numbers on their side, especially if they have to take the Russos or one of the other MCs head on, so I don’t put anything past those bikers. Maybe he begged for forgiveness, and they were generous with him. Maybe he lied his ass off and they believed him over a stripper. Or it’s more than likely not him and it’s someone who looks similar. Sometimes those scumbags all look alike. Who fucking knows? Fletch will find out.”

“And if it is him?”

Crew glanced over his shoulder before answering. “I’m going to tell Fletch to let me know first. I’ll decide what to do with that information once I have it. I really don’t want our brothers getting involved in vigilante justice.”

“Well-deserved justice,” Nox reminded Crew.

“Not arguing that. I know they want their pound of flesh, but we need to do this above board and not fuck up almost two years of work.”

“Hear that,” Nox murmured.

“If you can positively ID him in the footage, let me know first.”

“Will do.” He didn’t like it, but Crewwasthe task force leader. And both of them didn’t want their BAMC brothers doing anything that would put them in a jam. Or fuck up all the hard work—not to mention, long hours— they’ve put into this investigation.

The AUSA wouldn’t be happy about that, either.

“Don’t you have a meeting tonight?” Crew asked.

Hemmm’d.

“Everything going good with them?”

Noxmmm’d again.

“Are they helping?”

He stopped scrolling through the video and shot him a look.

Crew threw his hands up. “Fine. I won’t ask, Hard Nox. As long as you’re going,” and headed over to Torres.

Nox hadn’t planned on going tonight.

Or next week.

Or even the week after.

Actually, he planned on never going again.

Not only because he couldn’t face her.

Not only because he was struggling to accept what he did.

But because he didn’t want to be tempted to do it again.

Unfortunately, he’d thought of nothing but her since Friday night.

When he closed his eyes, he pictured her beautiful ass as he fucked her. He heard her as she came. He remembered the scent of her arousal and how slick she became.

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