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by this morning to request he let us know when the men who nabbed her are found.” He glanced at Bud, then back to me. “We’re getting our usual discount, but it’s still gonna rack up.”
    “I’ll put ten grand towards expenses,” Bud said, his voice gruff. “Drake can give us intelligence we won’t likely get any other way.”
    I let them talk while I finished the last of the ice cream instructions and started the machine.
     

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    Angelica
     
     
    I sat beside my dad and leaned against him as Bash worked with the ice cream maker, and Brain and my dad discussed strategy. I put my two cents worth in every once in a while, but they were the ones with experience so I let them lead.
    I’d started to offer money towards the “keep Angelica alive and out of jail” fund, but then had remembered I’d been targeted because of my relationship to the MC, so the MC should be the ones keeping me safe.
    Everyone went to alert when a voice came over the speakers saying, “LEO in the parking lot.”
    “Record outside and in,” Brain said as he walked to the door. “I’ll walk out and see what’s up. Put audio and video on the screen in here, so everyone knows what’s happening outside.”
    The music and buzzing shut off as we watched an unmarked car pull into a parking place, and I wondered how the control room person had known it was law enforcement. They’d been right, though, because I watched as Agent Graham and another man stepped out of the car and stood at the back of it, waiting for Brain to approach them.
    We heard Brain say, “Detective Johnson, Agent Graham. Protocol is to go to the restaurant or bike shop unless you have a warrant, can I see it, please?”
    Agent Graham said, “Detective Johnson told me of your protocol, but since we’re here for a friendly visit, checking on Angelica and helping to make sure her kidnappers see justice, I thought we’d just come here first since I figure she’s here and not across the street.”
    “She’s pretty banged up, hurtin’ worse today than yesterday. She’s tired, but relaxing and spending time with her dad. Do you really need to talk to her?”
    “She’s the only one who can ID the men who abducted her,” Detective Johnson said, his voice monotone.
    Brain looked at them a second and motioned them to follow him. “You’re being given a one-time permission to enter the front room of our clubhouse. This permission does not allow you to snoop, nor to go past the front room.”
    Bash had walked around the front room when Brain went out, probably making sure there was nothing incriminating lying about. There were rules about keeping the main areas ready for LEO at any time, but it still didn’t hurt to double-check. My dad had his arm around my shoulders, and he pulled me a little closer.
    “Remember your coaching from Brain. Let us talk if you aren’t sure what to say.”
    I nodded, and my eyes went from the television screen to the door as the feed cut off, and a few seconds later the heavy door opened.
    “Detective Johnson, I don’t believe you’ve met Angelica, or her dad, Bud,” said Brain as they walked towards us.
    My dad nodded his head, and Detective Johnson did the same back. Dad looked to Agent Graham and said, “Thanks for getting to my daughter and taking care of her yesterday. She understandably doesn’t trust the city or county cops at the moment.”
    “The MC has respect for Detective Johnson,” Brain told my dad. “He’s straight up, and doesn’t think twice about arresting us when he has a case, but he’s also proven to be our friend a few times when a dirty cop tried to do us wrong.”
    “So what brings you by today, gentlemen?” my dad asked them.
    I rolled my eyes and sat up. “I know we can’t offer you a beer, but we have Coke, Sprite, and pink lemonade.
    Graham looked at the floor by the bar, taking in the noisy ice cream maker. “Looks like you’re about to