Page 99 of The Moment They Can Never Forgive
“What the fuck are you two doing here?”
“He’s not even out of breath,” JD said, looking annoyed.
“I should hope not. He’s gotta keep us safe,” his brother said.
“Get up,” Dan said to the man moaning beneath him. “And you two can fuck off back inside. I don’t need your help. Like I’ve told you many times, I’m an adult and a good cop. I don’t need my family stepping in and getting shot!”
“He’s pissed. Let’s go, JD. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it’s better to run,” Sawyer said.
Dan growled and then marched his man back to the front of the Rollaway, where Uncle Asher and Kevin had their men.
“Walk those two back, Kev,” Uncle Asher said. “We’ll bring these two.”
“Need a hand, Deputy Dan?”
He couldn’t pinch his nose, but the urge was there. “We’ve got it, thanks, Larry.”
“Need to deputize me, Sheriff?”
“Got it, thanks, Bart,” Uncle Asher said.
They got the bikers into the back of the cruiser.
“Our bikes,” one of them said.
“They’ll be fine where they are,” Dan said. “You guys are the worst criminals around here.”
That shut them up. They drove back to the station. The bikers were hauled into a cell and the two boys brought into separateinterrogation rooms and left to simmer while they discussed next steps.
“I found these on the boys,” Kevin said when he came into Uncle Asher’s office. The bags he placed on the desk contained white powder.
“We need to find out how long they’ve been buying from these guys,” Uncle Asher said. “We’ll interview Sam and Blanchard separately.”
Dan took Sam. He then sat with the boy and interrogated him about what he knew. Pale and shaking, Sam looked ready to puke.
“I need to know how long you’ve been buying off the Bandits, Leigh.”
He shrugged.
“You’re already in trouble for being in possession of cocaine. Things might go better for you if you come clean about the Bandits.”
He shrugged again. When the door opened, Dan saw his uncle’s head appear. Excusing himself, he went outside briefly, and when he returned, he retook his seat.
Sam was now sweating.
“So Blanchard is more than happy to tell us all the details and that you were the one who the biker first approached.”
And that was all it took for Sam to talk.
“They approached us a few years ago. Me and Blanchard. We were hanging out down at the creek. A Bandit gave us some bags.”
“Which Bandit? One of the two who were there today?” Dan asked.
“No. He was big. Don’t know his name,” Sam said.
He recorded everything the boy said, and then he and Blanchard were put into a cell, while their parents, who Dan knew well, were called.
Next, the bikers were separated, and both Dan and his uncle knew it wouldn’t be as easy to get information out of these two.
