Page 40 of Forever Zara

This wasn’t how Timmons ran shit. If he was out of town, she was running this stunt on her own steam. Probably encouraged by the dick of a mayor.

“I don’t think I will. Busy, you know.” Rider answered.

And that’s when shit got worse because the bitch cop pulled her weapon, which started a domino effect with her buddies and their drawn guns.

Hawk and the boys didn’t react.

Not so much as a flinch.

It wasn’t the first time they were held at gunpoint.

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Casting his gaze to the door, his gut locked up seeing his Gia hovering. With a thump of his heart, he didn’t want her anywhere near guns. He motioned with his head for her to get inside. Locking eyes with Juicy. For the first time, he was going to rely on the guy. “Get Gia inside,” he mouthed. The guy nodded and all but herded Hawk’s old lady into the clubhouse. Only then did Hawk spin back into the pandemonium where Fielding had lost her fucking mind by screaming for Rider to get on his knees, her weapon pointed dangerously at the prez.

“There is no need for this.” Zara pleaded calmly.

“You need to come with us.”

“You’ve lost your damn mind.” Rider responded.

That’s when Fielding rounded on him, pushing the gun into his shoulder to make Rider drop to his knees.

“Hands behind your head,” she screamed.

Hawk and the brothers knew this routine well. They didn’t show aggression, didn’t move in, because that would escalate the situation. This bitch was on a power trip, and she’d brought her power rangers as her back up, each holding their guns and tasers.

“You can’t do this, Sofia.” Tag snapped. Though she was manhandling the cuffs onto Rider, she cut her gaze over to Tag. “You have the right to remain silent.” She started reciting.

“What charges? What the fuck are you charging me with?”

“Why is he being taken in?”

“You haven’t even told him he’s under arrest. You went right to the caution. That’s breaking your own rules.” Zara informed.

“Baby, head back inside,” Calm as ever, Rider told his old lady, though Hawk saw how the anger bubbled in his friend. “Tex, call Archie to meet me at the station house.”

A few of the boys were already mounting up on their bikes to follow them there.

The VP and Prez’s gazes held, having a silent conversation. They’d been in this position and reversed many times. Cops loved to exert their clout, this bitch more than others. Rider mouthed, “Mayor.” Hawk nodded in understanding. Then he added silently. “Timmons.”

Hawk would bet his left nut the sheriff knew nothing of this butchered arrest.

They waited until Rider was piled into a cop car, and the convoy rode out, followed by some of their boys. He prowled up to Zara. “He’s gonna be okay.”

“I know. This just pisses me off. I’m going down there.”

“He’d want you to stay here.”

“Tough. Either you take me, or I go myself.”

Hawk smirked at her ballsy warning. “I gotta make a call, then meet me out here.”

She nodded, watching the retreating cars.

Hawk had a sheriff to track down.

This wasn’t ideal, seeing how the prez was meant to get married in a few days.

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