Page 36 of Forever Zara

The tracker had been at home for the past few weeks enjoying his new son. He hadn’t wanted to call Grinder in if he could help it, but his brother had contacts in every department of law enforcement.

“Tag’s cop is working with the mayor and Rex.”

Grinder snorted, amused. “Can’t say it’s a surprise. Rex will suck any dick to get a sense of power back.”

He wasn’t wrong.

“You want me to look into the cop?”

“Yeah, if you can without tripping wires. She told Tag she transferred here a few years ago. It’s only now we’re hearing about her, but she’s somehow moved up in the corruption ranks. I wanna know what people know about her or if she’s jumped on an opportunity with the mayor.”

“Got it. I know who to reach out to under the radar. You thought about talking to Timmons?”

“Only if it’s necessary. She’s a pain in the ass right now, being a lackey for the mayor.”

“Better to stop her now.”

Rider made an agreeable noise.

She wasn’t high on his priority list.

But she was on it, which made Sofia Fielding a problem.

“If it comes to it, Prez, we can ask my Luxe to break into her place and plant some shit on her,” chuckled Grinder.

It was a thought and one he’d keep on the table.

He didn’t give a fuck about cops until they started giving a fuck about him, and then Rider did what a decent man wouldn’t do.

He didn’t know the next day would be so much fucking worse.

He was gonna wish he’d done something today while she peacocked her authority outside of his truck.

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“Only a sociopath wouldn’t know he’s a family man.” - Hawk

Wedding: T-minus 6 days.

Wedding fever had overtaken the clubhouse in the past week.

Hawk was a typical lunatic by wishing for a full-scale murder spree.

Or a little one to ease the tension and frustration of listening to asinine conversations about flowers or what-the-fuck-ever else the old ladies liked to gab about for hours on end.

His old lady was not exempt from this trait, as he’d found out months back when wedding fanaticism reached a pitch of hysteria.

And because he loved the skin and bones of that woman and always craved to be around her, he opened his goddamn ears and listened to her chittering joy.

He didn’t begrudge Rider and his girl for their happiness. That shit was a long time coming, even if it took Rider being shot to get Zara in the mood for some wedding cake.

Females, he’d never understand them for as long as he lived.

But if he had to hear once more about the dress or venue, he mightexplodehis lunacy all over the place.

It didn’t help that his half-brother was dogging his steps today, not giving Hawk time to breathe without a shadow on his ass.

Cutting his gaze up from the ground where he was draining oil from an engine, he watched Juicy grinning at his phone like an A-grade clown. This guy was supposed to have the same DNA… he couldn’t see it.

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