Page 75 of Warrior

We sit in her office early on a Tuesday morning.

It’s been a few days since the bomb at the Hell Hounds’ compound and the body was found at Olympus. Longer still since the sheriff executed a search warrant on Bow & Arrow.

Nadine holds a seat on the city council. While that doesn’t exactly give her oversight of the sheriff—I suspect that would be a conflict of interest—both are elected positions. Both, in theory, answer to the people.

“I just want answers,” I say plainly.

Antonio has been in the rehab place for over a week. I haven’t seen him, but Vittoria has sent daily progress reports. Soon, he’ll be cleared to go home. And after that, he’ll return to work.

Probably.

Maybe he’ll retire.

The answers I need are in reference to the warrant. It shouldn’t have been signed in the first place, but I need to know which judge okayed it.

And why?

“I’m sorry,” Nadine says. “I can get you a copy of the warrant. Nathan should’ve given it to you already, but it has all the details.”

“It won’t say what they found.” I cross my legs and reach for one of the two coffee cups I brought with me. She hasn’t touched hers, but I’m not going to take that personally. “A body was foundoutsidemy club, and a judge signs a warrant for my computers? Really?”

She winces.

Thereissomething there.

“It’s not Bow & Arrow—” She presses her lips together. Guilt flashes across her expression.

It’s not Bow & Arrow… which means this has to do with Terror?

Does someone want to see if I’m still running Terror?

As if I’d do it through my club’s books.

Although… a lot of cash comes through the bar, especially in the summer. Touristslovecash. They don’t want evidence of how much they spent on liquor or champagne on their credit cards. If there was ever a need to clean money, Bow & Arrow would be a great company to run it through.

“Fine,” I say in her silence. “I’ll take a copy of the warrant, then, please.”

She nods and gets up.

She leaves the office.

I hop up and circle to her chair. Her computer is still unlocked.

To be clear—I don’t suspectherof anything. But I do think the sheriff is wrapped up with Kade, which means Gabriel has access to him, too. And depending on how deep their wallets are…

I hate that Nathan Bradshaw isn’t loyal. He’s always followed the money, and for a while, he was fine. He was doing well, actually. Until Kade came along.

Fucking Kade Laurent.

Fucking Cyclopes.

I go to her recently sent emails and take a picture of the list. Then her inbox, just for the hell of it. And her deleted ones. Most people hide shit in their deleted folder, and it’s obtainable because they don’t wipe that browser.

Other than her slender laptop, her desk is clear.

Her heels click on the tile in the hall, and I race back around the desk. I drop into my seat and cross my legs again just as she reenters.

“Here’s a copy,” she says, extending a folder to me. “Is there anything else I can help you with?”

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