Page 31 of Cage's Downfall

I was putting the groceries in the back of the car when someone tapped me on my shoulder.

You have to be fucking kidding me. I wanted to tell her to fuck off. Considering last time she had tracked me down at the market as well.

“What do you want?” I hissed closing the door of my car. “Got another file to drop on me?” I sneered at the detective.

They flashed their badges and then one gripped my hand. “Autumn Watson you are under arrest for the trafficking of drugs through gyms.” And I was then pushed against my car.

What the fuck?

They read me my rights before I was forced into the back of a police van. My heart pulsating. This was happening. And as I looked out the window of the cop van, through the barred window, I knew my life was about to change. I watched my car, and the life I had moments ago disappear as we drove away from it.

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Sitting in a interview room they laid out their case against me. How they knew so many details about my operation? I didn’t know. But they did and now what Hawk was afraid of happening was happening.

I knew I couldn’t go home from this. I couldn’t lie and say I had nothing to do with it. They had pictures, statements and an informer who had fed them the details.

“So Autumn, you are looking between four to eight years for this crime.” The lady detective the same one that slept with Cage, pushed a piece of paper towards me. “But of course there are other options to handle this.”

I scoffed. “Not turning on the club.” I locked eyes with her. “I die and live a vulture associate. You can’t flip me.”

The two detectives shared a look. “Perhaps you should look at the deal?”

I glanced at the piece of paper. My hands cuffed to the table. I read it, and my eyes widened.

They couldn’t seriously be offering me this! I looked up, shocked that was their angle, that was what they wanted? Why were they looking at me like I was going to accept it?

But then I realized they had sweetened the deal to my taste buds.

“As you can see Autumn, you’ll still be able to die a Vulture Associate,” the detective smirked.

Life fucking decisions. Like I had thought earlier today when they arrested me. There was no coming back from this. There was no bright fresh tomorrow. This would taint the life I live forever.

Chapter 20

CAGE

Fucking flushing this rat out, had become my focus. Till securing a new dock contact. Which resulted in me leaving town for two days- trying to apply the right amount of pressure to get control of the docks again.

In the end it worked.

We had a contact at the dock. Now we could get our shipments moving back. It was a typical Friday night as I walked into the clubhouse. And even though we weren’t really earning, that didn’t mean the parties stopped.

Walking to the bar I got a bourbon and then scanned the club for her. I hadn’t been able to reach out to her. I knew I was in for a grilling for disappearing on her. I just hoped that Hawk had my back while I was gone and explained to her it was club business.

I called her once. She hadn’t answered. I knew she was pissed off.

Spotting Hawk, I walked towards him. “How’s she been?” I asked, sliding into the booth. He frowned, looking at me like I had just spoken another language.

“What you going on about boy?”

“Autumn?” Wasn’t that obvious? “How’s she been?” I repeated my question. Knowing that only one man would have got to have a conversation with her. Jacob was still missing in action.

He disappeared from club eye a week ago. Everyone was thinking he was on a bender.

“She was with you, wasn’t she?” Hawk said, sounding concerned.

“No, she wasn’t with me.” Hold on a fucking second. “You telling me Autumn hasn’t been here? You haven’t seen her? Since I left?”

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