Page 45 of Gypsy Angel

“I’m game!” Oz agreed, nodding his head towards Taz who just nodded her head without looking up from her computer.

“What else?” Sgt. Brocard asked, tilting her head to the side, looking at Diesel. “Something else is on your mind.”

“Because of the possible compromise of Alpha and Bravo Squad, I want to bring in Toi O’Roark and Angel Moretti. They have the look and the attitude that would blend in with Showalter just like we would. They are also unknowns in this world. Sampson paid no attention to them after Delgado put her in her place.”

“Ah, that was such a beautiful day!” Pratt sighed, pretending to have an Irish lilt in her voice at the memory.

“O’Roark? That name sounds familiar.” Highlander said, looking over at his wife.

“Even though you were a man whore before I met you, I highly doubt you’ve met Toi. She’s from Ireland and has only been here in the states for about two years. She’s joined the department in the Sheriff’s new program he has for those who are here legally to help them get their citizenship. She’s damn good at her job.”

“Isn’t Moretti the one that your brother is mooning over?” Raso asked, looking towards Pratt, quirking her eyebrow.

“Yep. And being the amazing sister I am, I would totally video her locking lips with Showalter or anyone else and send it to him and tell him this is what he’s missing since he’s being a jackass.” Pratt smirking, rubbing her hands together at the prospects.

Laughing, the captain got the attention of the rest of the group. “Detective Pratt, have you spoken to your brother about his investigation into Jetson Harrell?”

“No ma’am. I know, because it involved York, there’s not much he can tell us since he knows we’d try to get involved, but I’m thinking we need to talk to him anyway to make sure his case doesn’t cross ours. But if he’s involved in the takedown of Sampson, I won’t be able to call him right now.”

“You should be able to reach him now. I would send him a text letting him know you think your current case involves his and to answer his phone before calling. They have initiated the warrant and Sampson is in cuffs. They are taking her to booking now. She isn’t being held by our department. She will be held by SDPD. Something the Sheriff agreed with since she’s not liked by them.”

Diesel watched as Pratt fired off a quick text to her brother. Within seconds, her phone was ringing, which she put on speaker phone. “Hey asshat, how did the takedown go?”

“Should I be surprised you’re aware of it?” Dominic ‘Dom’ Pratt asked, exhaustion in his voice.

“Nope, but we need to discuss how our cases may be one.” Pratt advised her big brother, softening her voice. “Do you know is Jetson Harrell, is associated with?”

“Yeah, he’s associated with the Black Moon Riders. Seems they are trying to make a comeback, getting into the flesh trade. They were making a play to take out the Dragons while they were focused on the Scorpions. There are rumblings of a new MC trying to come in, but we can’t find enough information on who it is.”

“I thought the Black Moon’s were scattered after Showalter took out their prez?” Pratt asked, shock in her voice as she looked over at Showalter, who looked just as confused.

“Aren’t both the prez, vice prez and two of their biggest enforcers still in jail?” Showalter asked, moving closer to Pratt.

“The vice prez and one of the enforcers got out of jail about six months ago, their time having been served per a fuckup in the paperwork. That’s currently being looked into. Jetson was already a part of the department by then. He’s only been with the department for eighteen months when he assaulted York. How is she, by the way? Sorry I couldn’t talk to you about that, sis. She practically begged me not to tell you.”

“I’m good, Dom. I’m sorry I put you in that position.”

“You should know by now, pixie, you have too many people that would protect you if you had told them what was going on. But I will not lecture you, since I know you probably had several once they found out. I’m assuming they know, since I’m being asked about him.”

“Yeah, we know.” Pratt mumbled, giving York the stink eye.

“Ok, so how does this relate to your case?”

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“Well, now I’m not sure. I can tell you the rumblings about a new MC are true. Odin Steele can give you more information since we’re still figuring it out. We are currently in LA. Long story, you’ll get it when we get back, but the Dragons are trying to join forces with a MC that’s got a national reputation, or building one, for taking out rival MCs to take over areas. We know them as the Golden Fangs, and they are deadly. They took out the Red Dragons in NY, so San Diego is trying to be preemptive and join forces with them to stay alive.”

Viper listened as Pratt informed her brother of what they knew so far. There were too many moving parts that made little sense to him. He looked over at Jacko, who had the same expression on his face that he did.

“Dom, it’s Jacko…”

“Hey man! You’re in LA too?”

“Yeah, like your sister said, long story. Are you guys positive it’s the Black Moon he’s associated with? Even with them in jail, any rumblings should have sent red flags up the chain. Their mail, visits and phone calls were being monitored heavily because of certain rumblings before Showalter sent their boss to prison. They don’t have enough manpower much less brains amongst themselves to have someone on the inside.”

“Jacko is right.” Showalter agreed, nodding over at Jacko. “While the Black Moon has years together, most of their people are in jail or dead. I was only with their prez a couple of months before he found out laying a hand on me was a painful reaction. He thought to get with me because I worked in the jails back then, but that was it. He didn’t even know my connection to Odin.”

“Jetson has to be connected to a different MC. Even from my knowledge, the Black Moon hasn’t had a strong foothold in the MC community for a while. They make appearances and try different things now and then, but back out because they get beat at their own bullshit. Too many people know who they were and how they were.” Viper spoke up, stepping forward.

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