Page 251 of Sticks and Stones
Now that they had that handled, together, they sat on the bed and spread out the pictures between them.
Whoever did the legwork for this, most likely a CIA agent, had done a good job. It was all of the suspects that they’d come across on that one case when they were there, and then some.
Gene recognized most of them from their undercover stint there.
Getting started, Gene picked up one of the photographs and held it in his hand.
It was Cash Masters, the bartender.
“He was the money man for the one stripper that was getting plowed atBull’s. He might be involved,” he said. “We should see if he’s rich and possibly branching out.”
Ethan agreed there.
He was a good suspect.
They knew someone could be handling the incoming money and getting it to the person grabbing the victims, or he could be the one behind it all.
They put that one picture off to the side.
“I think we should start with good old Renegade, like the masked dude suggested,” Gene admitted. “He screams‘up to his eyeballs in this fuckery’, and he had been a little too excited to go dick diving in your ass when we were there. He is definitely the kind of man who likes to assault people.”
That was the truth.
Ethan agreed that it was a good place to start.
“I don’t recall him having a skull ring that they are using as a brand.”
Yeah, him either, but they’d not been up close and personal with many of the bikers in there. Mostly, it was Cash Masters and Renegade.
“We’ll find whoever did that to Corbin,” Gene admitted.
Yeah, if it was the last thing they did.
When they flipped over the picture, Renegade’s real name was there.
‘Mario Turner.’
“Finding out someone was spying on the place would have been helpful when we were working undercover there,” Ethan admitted, seeing the man’s name.
Gene agreed.
It was insane how alphabet agencies didn’t have a clue when they were tromping all over each other’s cases.
“Well, the CIA is the CIA. I’m glad I work for the FBI. I like my partner safe where I can see him not bleeding,” he admitted.
That made Ethan laugh.
“It’s amusing how you think I would be the one bleeding. Can I remind you that you’ve been shot a few times?”
He stared at him like he’d lost his damn mind to even go there.
“Yeah, the times I was shot and shot at, I was making sure you didn’t get hurt, EJ, because you were the target.”
Blackhawk grinned, and it made Gene’s heart skip in his chest.
He stopped him then and there.
“Don’t you use that grin on me. I know your game,” he warned.
