The room erupted into a mountain of questions before Cap stuck his hand into the air. It quieted us all down in a heartbeat before he spoke.
“Seen anything on those cameras yet?”
Ranger just shook his head. “Clean as a whistle, so far.”
“I can help with those cameras, especially at night since that’s when they seem to have these fun little meetings of theirs,” I said from my corner.
Cap pointed at me. “Ranger will take the day shift with those cameras, and you take the night shift.”
“Want to talk to them about what we’ve been doing?” Wrecker asked.
He was pretty silent for a while up until this point. Then again, he spent a fuckton of time with that woman of his. I would have teased him about it otherwise, but now, I understood.
The need to be around them.
The need to make sure they were safe every second they breathed.
So I kept my jokes to myself.
“Sure,” Cap said as he motioned for Wrecker to continue.
Wreck cleared his throat. “Cap and I have regularly scouted, especially just after nightfall. Him and I have taken regular rides around the outskirts of Redd Valley, just trying to keep track of things. Keep an eye out on the community.”
“What’d you find?” I asked.
Wrecker looked in my direction. “Cap and I have done ten patrols, and on four of them, we’ve found tire tread tracks seven miles both north and south of our location.”
Doc’s eyes bulged. “Wait, five miles from the clubhouse?”
Wrecker nodded. “Yep.”
“They’re watching us,” Brutus said.
“Circling like fucking vultures,” Ranger muttered.
Everything was silent after that until Cap finally spoke. “All right. What are we sending to our DOJ contact?”
“Actually,” Ranger said as he raised his hand, “if I could get everyone’s attention for a second.”
Our eyes snapped to him and Cap nodded for him to continue.
I’d never seen Ranger look so conflicted before.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
Ranger looked over at where I stood, usually in my dark corner, before he drew in a deep breath. “I know we’ve got a lot spinning already, and that’s great. For the record, I think we should send whatever we find to our DOJ contact. It’s not our job to parse through things, it’s just our job to collect it.”
Cap folded his arms over his chest and nodded. “Noted.”
Ranger nodded back before he cleared his throat. “But yes. I got Marla talking.”
“That her name?” Wrecker asked. “Marla?”
Ranger nodded. “Yeah, Marla.”
I paused. “Wait a second, she wasn’t talking to you?”
Everyone’s eyes slowly turned to face me and that gave me the answer I was looking for.
