“Nice to see you too,” Frost grunts.
“We are talking about what happened to Fang,” I state.
“Did he recognize the one who shot him?” Hawk asks as he sits forward and places his elbows on the table.
“Not sure. I think King is with him now, getting all the information that he can,” Gunner says just as Goliath, Dash, and King walk in and take their seats. We hear a bike pulling up outside and then footsteps approaching. Dixon walks in, looking around and then closing the door behind him.
“Am I late?” he asks as he takes his seat.
“No, you’re just in time,” King says as he leans back in his chair. “I’m going to get right to the point. As you all know, Fang was shot today.” All of us mutter in anger. “He was pulling up to check on one of our surveillance cameras when he heard the shot. When he swerved to see where it came from, it hit him on the side. From what he says, he just had time to see a guy in the distance with a Hades kutte before he jumped on his bike and made his way back here.”
“Why didn’t he scent the guy when he stopped?” Hawk asks with a frown; we can usually tell by scent alone the location of certain people.
“Maybe he was downwind. I’m not sure, but what is evident is that they know that camera is there, and they were waiting for us.”
“That means that they purposefully tampered with it so that we would go out there,” Dixon says angrily.
“It seems to be,” King states.
“Why would they purposefully want to start a war?” Goliath asks. “Previously they have stayed away from us as much as possible.”
“I don’t know, but what I do know is that Fang was shot and they set him up for it. They are clearly stepping up and want us out of the way, so we are going to show them that we aren’t easily removed.”
“About fucking time,” Hawk mutters, which has King turning his head towards him, his eyes intense as he looks at Hawk.
“Before, they were criminals, but now they have attacked one of us,” King states. “There are no rules when we are threatened.”
“What do you want us to do?” I ask, knowing that he will have thought of a way forward already.
“First, I want the cameras that we have installed moved. We need to make sure that they don’t know where they are. I’m not taking on any other assignments until we have dealt with Hades. The ones that we are currently busy with, if they are not urgent, then we stop them until we have a handle on this situation.” King lifts his hand to rub his tense jaw. Knowing King, I know that he is exerting immense self-control at the moment to not go out there right now and attack whoever decided to attack his pack. “I also want you all to work together. No one goes out there alone. Are we clear on that?”
“What about Blue? Wasn’t he supposed to be here today?” Dash asks.
“He was detained,” King mutters.
“Do you think they will try this again, or that was just to deviate our attention from something else?” Gunner asks, which has all of us looking at him in question. He has a point; they might be up to something and want our attention on something else instead of on them.
“What are you thinking?” King asks with a raised brow.
“Well, we have been placing a spanner on most of their deals. What if they are planning something and want us distracted so that we don’t stop whatever they are up to now?”
“He makes sense,” Dash states as he sits back and crosses his arms over his chest, his dark-blue T-shirt stretching over his muscled chest, the words “want a piece of this” half hidden by his arm.
“Yes, he does,” King says. “Dixon, I want you out there to see what secrets they are keeping. Goliath, you go with him. Hunter, you and Hawk are going to find the son of a bitch who shot Fang and bring him back here.” I look over at Hawk, who nods at me. “Dash, I want you and Frost to close out all the pending cases we have at the moment, and I want it done quickly.
“Gunner, you and I are going to put all the information together that we have on the Hades MC and see if we can find anything that might lead to what they might be up to now. I also want photos of every single member they have, so if any of you see one of them, we want a photo, and that photo gets sent to Gunner or myself.”
“This will get ugly,” Dash states.
“Are you scared?” Frost asks, which gets him a glare from Dash and a show of his middle finger.
“Is there any more comments on this before we continue?” King asks. When no one answers, King looks directly at me. “Now as all of us know, Hunter here has found his mate, but apparently she is in some kind of trouble. Isn’t she, Hunter?”
I nod. “Yeah, Dakota was in a relationship with a marine before me, and he became violent.” Every time I think about what abuse Dakota was subjected to, my fury rises to the point of overflowing. “She clearly managed to run from him, but in doing so, she had to leave her mother and brother behind. Jason, that is his name, became a stalker and has found her before, but she has always managed to stay a step ahead of him.”
“Motherfucker,” Frost mutters.
“Anyway, he threatened her family, which made her stop any form of communication with them for the last couple years, not knowing how they were doing or if he actually did hurt them. This morning, she made a call to her mom and brother, which obviously was a big thing for her, as now she knows they are fine.” Leaning forward, I look around at everyone and then straight at King.