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“I’m uncertain how I feel about them not being charged,” Cole muttered.
“That makes two of us,” Brasco returned. “It’s screwed up all the way around. If it makes you feel better the girls’ parents were interviewed. None of them wanted to press charges.”
“Not sure if that was my daughter I’d be so understanding,” Davis put in.
I glanced across the table at River Kent. The big man looked torn just like the rest of the men in the room.
Girls had been taken advantage of; there should be swift and harsh punishment for that. However, the men who had committed the crime didn’t set out to harm. They didn’t seek the girls out. They hadn’t even approached them. What man asks a woman for her ID to check her age before he takes her home when he met that woman at a bar where she was drinking? On some level, albeit small, they, too, had been taken advantage of.
It was one of those fucked-up situations where there was no clear-cut right answer.
“It feels weird being in here without Jack,” Rhode said from his end of the table.
My gaze went around the room.
Rhode, Reese, Asher, Cole, and Davis.
The six-man team that now made up Takeback.
How things had changed from the seven of us working jobs out of Arizona. There had been a time when we’d been out in the field more than we were home. Now Jack was gone, and the rest of my team were married, or happily shacked up in Asher’s case.
“Jack get off alright?” Brasco asked.
“His flight doesn’t leave until tonight,” I answered.
“The man’s not stupid, he knew we wouldn’t let him leave without a hangover,” Reese added.
“Says the only man who wasn’t hungover this morning,” Asher griped.
“One last thing before we go,” River started with his eyes firmly on Reese. “Got word Josh Pierce is in Bend, Oregon.”
Josh Pierce, or Grinder, was a member of the Horsemen. He was also Sadie’s brother. The man had been a pain in Reese’s ass since he’d hooked up with Sadie.
“Good,” Reese grumbled.
“That’s all we’ve got.” Brasco stood.
“Appreciate you coming in.”
After a round of goodbyes the detectives left.
Five men remained, all eyes on me and not because they were waiting for a case briefing. Though I had one of those to give.
I leaned back in my chair and waited.
Unsurprisingly, it was Rhode who started. “How’s Atlee?”
Not how I thought he’d start.
“She’s fine.”
And she was as of an hour ago when I’d last spoken to her.
That was, spoke to her on the phone. I hadn’t seen her since I’d left Vegas ten days ago.
“Is there a reason you’re here and she’s there?” Asher asked the same question he’d asked fifty times in the last week.
“She asked me to leave.”
