Sycamore Moon Collection: Books 1-3 by Domino Finn

Author:Domino Finn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blood & Treasure
Published: 2016-03-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 34

Maxim shook his head in annoyance as he stood by the greeting desk, watching the show outside the front window. Four motorcycles and four tough guys, sweating more and more as the day came on. It wasn't a very interesting performance. Not yet, anyway. This part was more like watching the roadies assemble the drum set. It was the precursor. But something was coming. The second the marshal's office allowed Kelan to go outside, the lights would spin wildly and the music would blare.

"Let me go out there and tell them my mind," complained Hitchens, hands on his wide hips.

"That's what they want, Barney."

"So you're saying they're asking for it." In the sergeant's mind, that was even more reason to go out.

"They're not doing anything illegal," reasoned Maxim. "There's no reason to ask them to disperse. Kelan will have a police escort."

"He'll have an FBI escort," came a voice from behind them. Raymond Garcia had been tailing Maxim around the station all morning, and it was getting annoying.

The detective took a breath and decided not to argue with the FBI agent about the club. "You want to come with us to the reservation?" he asked.

"I don't want you to come at all, Detective. Your history with the Seventh Sons and killing one of the Yavapai will only enrage the tribe."

Maxim stared at Garcia, first dumbfounded but quickly feeling the anger creep in. "This is my case, Agent, even if you're taking charge of it."

The man put his hand up. "Don't work yourself up over this. I've already spoken to Marshal Boyd about it. It's nothing personal. You can continue your homicide investigation from here.

Maxim traded a glare with Hitchens. "The Yavapai are part of that investigation."

"You've taken your shot on the reservation. I know we have new information now, but let me take mine."

This was a vindictive move by Garcia. He was asserting his power. He was saying that the job Maxim was doing wasn't good enough. But even though the detective didn't like the man right now, he couldn't let him go down to the reservation by himself.

"Fine, but you don't know what you're getting into down there. Sergeant Hitchens is going with you. He knows the area." Since Cole had the day off, Hitchens was the only wolf on staff, but Maxim didn't mention that part.

Hitchens stepped forward and nodded. "It's true. I know my way around."

The FBI agent was about to deny the request, but shrugged it off. "You want to keep eyes on me, keep one of your men close? Okay then. But you'll be in a follow car, Sergeant, and you'll answer to me."

Hitchens nodded carelessly. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Raymond Garcia neared the glass and crossed his arms over his chest. "Look at them out there, making themselves known. It can't be denied—their presence is proof of their involvement."

"One of their own did get shot," offered Maxim.

"Sure. The innocent motorcycle club. I'm sure they're just bringing flowers to the dead man's kids.

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