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“Conference room now.” I order, not giving either of them a chance to say anything in reply as I start walking off. I know they’ll be following behind. Neither of them is stupid enough to ignore a direct order. Especially from a member of The Khaos Group. They’re both well aware of who I am and who I work for.
I enter the conference room behind Austin, who moves straight over to the side of the table that faces the door. There’s no chance either of us would ever choose to sit with our back to a door; that’s asking for trouble. You never know who could come up behind you in your blind spot; even here inside a secure law enforcement facility, we’d never take such a chance.
As soon as we’ve both taken our seats, Moore and Riviera enter, taking the seats directly opposite us. Moore is in front of me, while Riviera is in front of Austin. Moore does not look happy at all that he’s been summoned in here by me. Tough fucking luck, really. If he’d have done his job right, I wouldn’t be down here all up in his business.
“To what do we owe the pleasure of a visit from the Knightlye brothers?” Moore asks sarcastically.
“Are you sure that’s how you want to play this, Moore?” I ask, tilting my head to the side and studying him.
It doesn’t take long for Moore to become jittery and uncomfortable under my gaze.
“I apologize for my partner.” Riviera says. No doubt deciding he needs to take control of this situation before it spirals out of control. “What can we do to help you?”
“You could do your actual jobs. That would probably be a good start.” Austin says sarcastically, earning a confused look from Riviera and a more sheepish, panicky one from Moore.
“It’s clear from your reaction you have no clue what we’re talking about, Riviera, while Moore here knows exactly whatwe’re alluding to. The game’s up, Moore. You tried to play with fire and got burned in the process. Shall we inform your new partner here about the information you’re hiding away about Micah’s case?” I say, getting right down to it.
“What the hell is going on? I’m done with whatever the fuck this is. I’ve got a missing kid who I need to be focused on. Not whatever pissing match this is.” Rivera butts into the conversation.
“That’s the thing, though, isn’t it? Micah Williams isn’t missing. He never was.” I reply, dropping the truth of the situation on Riviera.
“Ex-fucking-cuse me. What do you mean Micah was never missing? Someone best fucking start explaining and fast before I lose my shit. A missing child isn’t something to fuck about with.”
“He isn’t missing. I don’t know how else to say it. Trish Williams doesn’t have legal guardianship over him and hasn’t since late last night.” I say as I slap down the paperwork we printed off in front of Riviera so he can see it there in black and white.
Riviera picks up the paperwork and starts scanning it. I can see the anger in his eyes as he realizes how much of his time has been wasted on this case. A case that should have never gotten off the ground the way it did. All it should have taken was typing Micah’s name into their system for the information he’s looking at right now to appear. If I were to take a guess, I’d say Moore is the one who did the system search and hid away what he’d found so he could use Micah’s case as an excuse to fuck with Devil’s Inferno. Doing something that stupid is right up that fool’s alley.
“Moore, do you want to explain this? I know for a fact you checked the system before we even went over to The Devil’s Inferno Compound this morning. So how the fuck did you miss this?” Riviera asks, voice laced with suspicion.
“Obviously it wasn’t in our system when I checked. I had no reason to not believe a distraught mother when she came to us with claims of those fucking bikers holding her son hostage. They’re all fucking bad seeds and are a stain on our town.”
“Is he being serious with this shit right now?” Austin says, turning to face me as he speaks.
“He thinks we were born yesterday, bro. I don’t know why you’re surprised by the bullshit coming out of his mouth.”
“Who the fuck do you think you are? Talking about me like I’m not here!” Moore screeches out, slamming his hands down on the table in front of him.
“Watch your fucking tone, Moore. You seem to be forgetting who you’re talking to. I have much more important things to be doing with my time, but instead I’m down here dealing with your ass because you fucked up again. Unlike everyone you work with, my hands aren’t tied. I don’t have to turn a blind eye to what you’re doing. I’d be very careful who you try to fuck with in the future, Moore. You never know who they’re connected to.”
Moore starts to splutter, but no words leave his mouth. There is nothing he can say right now to get out of this. He’s been caught red-fucking-handed trying to hide information just so he can pursue his vendetta against Devil’s Inferno. Honestly, I can’t work out how he ever thought he’d get away with hiding the truth behind Micah’s guardianship. Probably because I’m not a total moron like he is, it more than likely never even crossed his mind that he’d be found out, far too focused on screwing the MC.
Chapter Three
Rex
We don’t stick around much longer after dropping Moore in the shit with his new partner. Riviera’s understandably pissed as fuck about what Moore has done; even with his history with Seth, I still feel bad for him being saddled with a partner like Moore. I wouldn’t fucking wish that on my own worst enemy. Hopefully, he won’t be stuck with him for long; god help his sanity if he is.
When Austin and I get back to my car, Seth is lost in thought. Which is exactly what I was expecting; there’s no way he doesn’t have every possible scenario to do with Everett being back going through his head.
The drive home is interesting; Seth wants to keep Everett’s return from Jake, at least for now. He doesn’t want to be adding more worry to his plate when he’s already dealing with everything exploding in Flash’s life. I understand his reasoning, but it doesn’t mean I agree. Jake is going to be pissed as fuck when he finds out that he’s been kept in the dark, even if Seth’s heart is in the right place with what he’s doing. We’re brothers. No matter what is going on in our lives, we’ll always be there for each other. Seth is taking that away from Jake by staying quiet,and when Jake finds out, he’s going to make his opinion known. Probably loudly and with lots of threats.
As we pull up in front of our home, all three of our phones vibrate at nearly the same time. I don’t bother pulling my phone out to look; them all going off like that means it’s a group text. More than likely, Jake, so I just wait for either Seth or Austin to tell me what he’s said.
“Jake wants us to watch Micah and send Piston to meet them at Flash’s parents’ place.” Austin says as he looks up from his phone.
“Are you two good with watching him? I want to work on Dre’s case. Things keep cropping up, stopping me from focusing.”
“That’s fine. These past couple of days have been a little mental. We know where to find you if we need you.” Austin says as he opens the car door and hops out.
