Page 18 of Tiny's Law

“I did some digging, as I do best. Jake was moved to another prison south of here and was released a year ago, just a few months before Ringer. When he was released, he started prospecting for his brother’s club. Robert came in right after, and the two prospected together. Thanks to social media, I discovered that Sydney and Hawk started dating about a year and a half ago.”

“I need to get a hold of Powers,” Razor says, running his fingers through his fohawk, referencing his military friend who just happens to be a part of the Dragon’s Ace MC.

“Already done. He’s going to be here in thirty minutes.”

Razor’s eyes widen. Ghost frowns at me. “Keep going.”

“This is all speculation until we figure it out for sure, but I figure Beau wants in their club, so how else would he get an in other than helping them with insider information about our club? I mean, think about it. He works in our garage and dated Lilah for however long, so he knows some details about us whether we want him to or not.”

Ringer growls at the mention of Beau having dated his wife.

I fucking get it, dude.

“That doesn’t explain how they fucked with your security, Tiny,” Texas offers with a drawl.

I nod and click into another screen. “That brings me back to this little miss.” On the screen is a mugshot of Sydney, where she looks so beaten down that I truly feel sorry for her.

The screen reads ‘Computer Crime’ in large letters under her picture.

“That’s a reason for arrest?”

“It is when you are hacking into major security networks and disabling alarms to give people access to steal very important and expensive things.”

A soft knock comes from the thick door in the corner. Ghost nods at me, and I quickly minimize the screen, leaving only my Desert Security background on the screen.

“Come in,” Ghost calls out.

Powers steps through the door in a plain white T-shirt and jeans, nodding at the group. I slap a palm over his back and thank him for coming. Fresh bruises litter his face, and his left lip and right eyebrow, once split clean, are closed with crusted scabs.

“Powers, no cut?” Ghost asks and nods at his bare back.

“Not anymore, boss.”

“No?”

“Turned it in yesterday. I’m waiting for a Nomad cut. This branch is a fucking joke.”

Ghost nods, running his finger along his bottom lip. “Sorry ’bout your face.”

Powers waves him off. I offer him a seat, and he takes it without question.

“We need you to answer some questions for us, Powers.”

“Call me Noah, man. I hated that fucking name, but you know how that goes.”

“Noah. Alright, man. Think you can help us out?”

He nods.

I open the picture of Sydney and Hawk again. “Mind telling us about these two?”

“Hawk’s the president, as I’m sure you know.” He forces a chuckle and rolls his eyes. “Syd was a good kid. She was a baby when he started bringing her around. Barely legal I’m pretty sure, and I’m honestly not even sure how she came about. But one second, she wasn’t there, and the next, she was. Then in the blink of an eye, she was pregnant. I honestly think he got her pregnant before she was even 18, but that’s beside the point. Anyway, Syd’s a computer genius. She does all their shit for them– hacking, transfers, everything.”

“So, would she be able to hack into and dismantle cameras around town?”

“With her eyes closed.”

I nod, waiting for him to continue.

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