“Mark is in charge of the Iron Circle Crew. He just had Jack working with some of his crew here in Sentinel to grow and ship out his drugs to Cheyenne.”
This was worse than I thought.
“You know where their grow operation is?”
He shook his head. “I was just the middle man for the money.”
“That’s it?” I asked, giving him a dubious look.
He sighed. “Christina called and asked if I could help her with an inheritance. Her father’s mortgage is being handled by my bank.”
That explained why he’d been here. And it was all I needed to hand him over to the Berserker’s Rage. I turned and left the room, ignoring him calling out for me. I had an appointment to keep, then I needed to see Cypher.
“Hey, Darrin,” I said as one of my deputies passed by. “Can you take him back to his cell?”
“Yeah, Sheriff. I’ll take care of it.”
“Thanks.” I went and locked myself in my office. I had some digging to do. And thinking. I’d already formed a plan with how to move forward, but what I’d just done in there, what I planned to do, just reaffirmed that I was making the right decision.
I tapped at my computer, pulling up everything I could find on Mark and Jack Dolan. Bastards managed to keep their noses fairly clean despite being drug dealers. Hell, they were growing, shipping, and dealing if Linstrom was telling the truth.
As much as I wanted to handle all of this through legal channels, I couldn’t. Not based on anything Lindstrom had just said, certainly not in a timely manner. They’d just slip through my hands. Well, Mark would. Jack was already taken care of. The club would have disposed of him and the rest of his men.
We needed more information on Mark. How many men did he have? How likely was it he was going to come here to Sentinel when his brother didn’t reach out? Likely, very likely. He’d want payback, and he’d want to restart the operation. Did he already know Linstrom was out of play? He had to know, it’d been long enough. This was about to get ugly.
But those weren’t answers I was going to find in the police databases. Nor would I find the solutions in this building. I’d find another way. My only requirement to hand this all over to Cypher was going to be that I could help catch this guy. I needed to see this through. Close this case out, one way or another. Then I could focus on what was next for me.
Printing everything out, I put it all in the folder and packed up my stuff. I looked around my office then headed out. “Going out for lunch,” I told Owen on my way out the door. “Take care of the place for me.”
“Will do, Boss,” he said with a grin. “Have a good lunch.”
I smiled and walked out of the station. The girls would be waiting for me and I had a lot I needed to do before I brought this all to Cypher.
CHAPTER 34
Ainsley
Sucking in a deep breath, I walked into the café and went back to the table that was now becoming our ‘usual’ spot. Everyone was already sitting there, waiting for me.
I’d called Harlow yesterday and asked if we could all get together today for lunch. I’d come to enjoy the company of these women and there were three of the women I needed to speak to specifically.
It’d shocked me almost as much to realize I considered these women close friends as it had to figure out I loved Warrant. I wasn’t a standoffish person, but I didn’t exactly make friends with everyone I met either. Seemed that was changing. Maybe it was Sentinel, or maybe it was the stupid sexy biker.
Smiles lit up the faces of the women sitting around the table as they spotted me.
“Hey, Ainsley,” Melody said as I sat down.
“It’s been too long since we’ve done this,” Rae commented in her soft voice.
“It’s only been a couple weeks,” I replied with a laugh.
“Usually I’m the one dragging you all down here,” Harlow said, eyeing me speculatively.
“Yeah, what did you want to talk to us about?” Mona asked.
“Let the girl order first at least, before you start peppering her with questions,” Kaisa said with a laugh.
“Sorry,” Mona said with a grimace. “Occupational hazard.”