But she had to put him to the back of her mind.She had orders to fill, and not memories from the previous night.
Chapter Five
Pat was losing patienceand he was losing it fast.
“Fast the fuck forward,” he said.
They were at the bar, Thomas was going through the surveillance footage from the previous night.Dylan, the sheriff, was also there.
This was one of the reasons he insisted the club have their own hookup to the town’s main security frame.
Bull, Dylan, and the club had agreed to this level of security after Bull’s father died, and he took over the Chaos and Carnage MC.They wanted to be able to keep an eye on the town, and see if anyone was attempting to come charging through to claim their turf.
The bar didn’t have a lot of security.Just a few cameras pointed into the parking lot.It was dark last night, and it had also been cold, so not a lot of people saw who did shit to his bike.
He watched as the car pulled up.The footage was too damn blurry to get a clear license plate.They saw a guy step out of the car, carrying a large gun, the kind that had to be held with two hands, and could fire multiple rounds, which he did.
“Zoom in,” Pat said.
“For fuck’s sake, Pat,” Thomas said.“This is not some elaborate television show with state-of-the-art security.We have the basics.”
“But you have zoom,” Pat said.
He leaned over the man, and showed him exactly how to zoom in.
“Oh, okay, sorry.I’m sorry I’m not perfect in knowing exactly what you want, and to get it to you right away.”
He ignored him.He and Thomas were usually all right with each other.There was no bad blood, but last night his bike had been targeted, and he wanted to know who did it.
The cartel was involved.That was clear.He didn’t know who they had gotten to do their dirty work for them, and that pissed him off, big time.
He looked over the man, and there was no clear indication, but there was ink on his neck.
“Are you going to print that picture off for me, or do I have to show you what to do?”Pat asked.
“Asshole,” Thomas said.