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I smile. “Rex’s words are every fucking where.”

He laughs nodding.

“Herman, I’ll take you my fucking self. The Club pays and you’re moving. Jesus. Fuck. Cort. Focus. The guy?” Raid is fucking off today.

“He’s a Mason, Seren’s dad was too. I think Trask moved because deputy Ramirez was fucking with his father, who befriended Seren’s dad. The Mason down the road is a higher up and was going to talk to Ramirez, who was also a Mason. I want to know if the Sheriff is.”

“The guy is a grand pooh-bah?”

I bust out laughing with Herman. Jesus. “What? That’s what the Flinstones called him.” Raid is not helping me stop.

“It’s Grand Master and my dad is a Master Mason or was in Ohio. He helps do something for them, but it’s all hush-hush. For some reason, he steers clear of the order here. Ramirez can’t be a Mason. He was slippery. Masons aren’t adding people like him in there.”

Shit. I guess we need to ask. “Call your dad, tell him Cowboys a couple of towns over did a great job with your furniture. Keep your phone on speaker for me.”

I love when people just follow fucking weird-ass orders. His dad pauses, pulling in a breath then starts talking about coming to see his furniture in his new place.

Trask hangs up the phone watching me. “Close the door.” When he does, I start. Crow moved people too but I thought it was ancient history. Looking back, I see it might have been more of a not mentioned again thing. I tell him about how my dad and Rex ended up here with some friends of Crow. I remind them of the false coroner reports, Rex making friends with Seren’s dad, then McCabe Sr making friends with him. The cowboy’s aversion to cops and his weird hint. With Crow not named anywhere for Ops yesterday, it has to be Masons. If Ramirez was in, someone higher let him in. It would make sense for McCabe Sr. not to get close to them. When I’m done spelling it out, they all just look at me.

“You pieced all that together from Seren saying her dad was a teacher and she overheard him?” Herman asks like I just didn’t tell him all that shit.

“No, Trask just said his father steered clear. You were sitting in that new kick-ass chair while he said it. His father knows the cowboys and redirected. Aren’t you a fucking detective?”

He shakes his head while Raid laughs. “Not as good as you, Boss. Fuck,” he says, then looks at a smiling McCabe.

I shake my head and look way the fuck over at Raid, he’s laying on the couch. “Is it comfortable?”

“Yeah, I wanted to try it before you got Seren on it.” It’s in my head now that he said it.

“Did you get the Sheriff out of all the shit that we know?”I ask, wondering about the detectives here.

He sits up. “Yeah, but we grew up with Crow, he was always making us think of shit like a puzzle.”

“Let’s go, Raid. We need to see a guy about a Sheriff.”

“What do we do?” Herman asks.

I point to McCabe. “Cowboy Jr. is around here somewhere. Bet your detective skills could find him. It’s a good thing you changed jobs. You’re better at the biker shit and we’re way more fun. Have Cowboy look at the condo and get furniture for Mt. T here.”

“Mount T. I like it. Could be for Trainer or Tremblay. It works,” Raid says walking out.

I was thinking Tank but I let it go and follow. “Make sure it’s on his cut.” I wait at the door. “You need to go detect,” I tell Trask and Mt T.

“Mounty sounds like Canadian horse shit.” He’s not moving but talking more.

I shrug. “Better than Monty. People calling you dick would get old.” Holding the door, I wave my arm to get them going.

McCabe pushes him out the door laughing. “He’s right. Mounty fits.”

I go with Mounty and spell it for Raid like Ant Irma does. He laughs at Mounty’s bitching.

I just get on my bike and my phone goes off. It's Major's ring so I have to get it. "Major."

"Cort, I have Jordan with me. We should be there in fifteen minutes or so." Why the fuck is he coming here? I walk inside, around the counter, into the little office and kick the Prospect out again.

"Is everything okay?"

He laughs. "I have a phone number for someone that understands about the Sheriff and asked for you to call him direct. He knows how to remove him. Also, we watched your room last night and want to see the new Training center."