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face.
     
    “We're talking about the leader of The Death Merchants right?”
     
    I nodded. “The one and only.”
     
    “Yo bitch, get these men another round of drinks.” Byron started clapping. “I'd kiss you right now if you were sitting a little closer, Caleb.”
     
    “Then I should stay where I'm seated.”
     
    Byron snuffed out the cigarette on the table. Big Mike had turned his attention back to the stripper on the stage. “So let me guess. You took out the leader and now you want my MC to go in and pick up the pieces.”
     
    “That sounds about right. The Mexicans will be running around with their heads cut off. Like shooting fish in a barrel. You finish off The Death Merchants and we split their territory fifty-fifty.”
     
    The waitress came back around and set down a tray of short glasses filled to the brim with whiskey. Byron took a sip and set the glass back down. “Why didn't you tell me about this plan sooner?”
     
    “When the new Sheriff called me in to see her a few days ago, I knew I needed to speed up my timeline.”
     
    Byron downed his entire glass of whiskey in one gulp. He wiped his mouth and smacked his lips. “Yeah we can take care of the Mexicans. We might need some more firepower.”
     
    “And you'll get whatever you need. The Black Widow MC is here to help.”
     
    “Then I have a lot of work to do.” Byron stood up and we followed him out of the booth. He grabbed my hand and pulled me in for hug, slapping my back hard. “You're a crazy motherfucker, Caleb.”
     
    “We'll talk soon, Byron.”
     
    Tanner and I walked towards the exit and Big Mike got lost near the stage. “Oh Byron, is it okay if one of my men stays behind,” I called out to him.
     
    “He can have all the black pussy he desires,” Byron yelled.
     
    Big Mike jumped onto the stage and buried his face in the stripper's chest. That man must be a sex machine.
     
    Tanner opened the door for me and I shielded the sun from my eyes before putting on a pair of Ray-Bans. I swung my leg over my Harley 750 and put my helmet on.
     
    “You think the Blacks can really take out the rest of the Mexicans,” Tanner asked.
     
    I shrugged. “Not sure. But it's a win-win for us either way. When the smoke clears after their bloody war, we can ally with whoever is left.”
     
    Tanner grinned and started his bike. “Sounds like a smart plan, Boss.”
     
    So far things had gone my way but there were so many cogs working that it was hard to see the entire picture. Little did I know, the Sheriff was going to throw a wrench in my whole plan.

Chapter Ten
     
Emily

I spent the night thinking about how I was going to arrest Caleb and make it stick. All I had was a hunch—no, more than a hunch, an educated guess that Caleb's crew did the crime. But how could I pin it on the President?
     
    Ariel purred next to me, rolled over and stretched out. I rubbed her belly and she closed her eyes. “What do you think I should do, kitty?” Ariel twitched as she began to dream. Probably about hunting mice. “A lot of help you are.”
     
    The officers on the roof across from the junkyard found a discarded cigarette with a partial thumb print. I was still waiting back from the lab to see if they found a match. No way it would be Caleb, he'd get one of his men to pull the trigger. But it would be a start. Maybe get the shooter to roll over on Caleb?
     
    The next morning I knew what my mission was. I crawled out of my sleeping bag and dressed in beige slacks and a light blue button-up. I pulled my hair back and put it in a ponytail. I made sure my pistol was loaded and holstered it on my hip. Small chance I'd have to use it but better safe than sorry. I scratched Ariel under the chin and said my goodbyes.
     
    I dropped by the police station and took a squad car. If I was going to arrest Caleb, then it needed to be official. Johnson tried to convince me let him come along. “For your protection,” he said. I told him I was a big