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"Maybe nothing, maybe something. Just want to know she's where she's supposed to be, not off meeting Hollywood at some island resort."
"Why would he sell his ride if he’d gone off to bang his old lady?"
"I don't know," yelled Zep. "I just want to know where the fuck he is."
"I dunno where he is, but I know someone who might." Jesse burst into the clubhouse, his eyes still full of crazy. "Where’s JD?"
All of Taya’s senses jumped to attention.
"What do you want with him?" asked Zep.
"I'm gonna gut the prick slowly until he tells me where he's stashed Hollywood."
"What are you talking about?"
Taya gripped the bar, praying Gallen's cover wasn't blown. Praying her cover wasn't blown.
"He's a fucking cop."
All hell seemed to break loose as everyone started talking and shouting at once. Taya thought she might throw up. Snap out of it, McGovern! She looked around for something to use as a weapon. She could smash a beer bottle but a piece of broken glass was no match for a gun.
"Shut up!" roared Zep.
Silence fell instantly.
"Jesse! How do you know JD's a cop?"
"I've got my sources," he smirked.
"Don't play games with me, boy." Zep's patience was at an end.
"A detective from the taskforce. He's pissed off with the way the cops are handling the investigation.”
Anger and disbelief collided in her gut. There was a mole on the taskforce?
"And this detective told you JD was a cop."
"Yeah." Jesse lifted his chin, as if daring Zep to question him further.
"What did you give him in return?"
"Nothing," spat Jesse. "I'm no dog."
"It's no secret you want to be the club's enforcer." Connor emerged from against the wall he'd been leaning on. "Enough reason to give Hollywood up to the cops so you could take his place."
“Fuck you." Jesse moved in and raised his fists, preparing to take Connor on.
Connor stood his ground.
"Enough," Zep shouted. "We'll find out soon enough if JD's been playing us. Ray, Brodie, go set the workshop up for an interrogation."
Jesse crowed. "Now you're talking."
They were going to torture Gallen. She swallowed a strangled gasp, unwittingly drawing Zep’s attention. He glared at her.
"Lock her in one of the bedrooms. One without windows.”
“What if she’s a cop too?” said Jesse.
“Then you can do what you want with her.” The fury in Zep’s eyes turned Taya’s blood cold. “But after we’ve dealt with JD.”
Rough hands grabbed her and started dragging her across the room and up the hallway. She wanted to resist but knew she had only one chance to keep her cover intact and try to get a message to Gallen. She let her fear override her need to fight as two of the bikies threw her into a darkened room. The lock clicked into place. She was on her own.
