“Send me the name and I’ll check the databases.”
Reaper pulled over to the side of the road and sent Copper everything he had on Cathy, then continued on to the shelter. He’d only just parked his bike out front when Copper called him back.
“Yeah,” he said.
“Cathy Robinson is deceased. Coroner ruled her death an overdose four days ago.”
“Overdose, my ass. She was murdered. Who signed the coroner’s report?”
“Coroner Bradshaw, and we all know who he plays golf with.”
Everything came back to Cartwright. This was getting deep. He didn’t like that the judge had Grace, the club, and him under his radar. He needed more answers.
“Tell Tarmac and Stump they’re riding with me tonight.”
After getting inside the shelter, he asked where Grace was. She was just coming out of Heidi’s room with Gena.
“What’s going on?” he asked.
“I did what you asked,” Gena said. “We couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary.”
She didn’t look happy, but these were desperate times.
“Let’s talk in the office,” he said.
All three of them settled in Gena’s office. He closed the door behind them.
“Did you find Cathy?” Gena asked.
“Cathy’s dead.”
Grace and Gena both gasped. “What? How?”
“Apparently an overdose.”
Gena shook her head. “No, no, no. She was adamantly against drugs. She’s been trying to help her daughter get clean for years.”
He believed her.
“Listen to me, Gena. I need to know why Cartwright is focusing on Grace and me. We don’t have shit. Not even Heidi has anything he could want. This game of his is getting deadly.”
“Well, the only connection I can make is that you’re the one to bring her in and Grace was here to help admit her that night.”
“How would he know any of that, though?”
“Well, you helped us with the electrical and security system. We were locked out for days. The guys you brought with you thought we were hacked.”
“So, he could have had eyes outside the building,” Reaper said.
“And common areas and hallways inside,” Gena added.
He probably thought Heidi told them some secret or gave them something. Seeing that the judge was ready to kill for the information, they were not safe. If he couldn’t get to the judge, he’d have to play the same game and get to those close to him for information. Reaper would pay this coroner a visit with the boys. They’d get answers and send a clear warning to the judge that they were on to him.
“Copper made sure everything is running perfectly. Keep the place locked down for now,” he said. “Grace, we have to go back to the club.”
Grace didn’t argue with him. He knew she was scared, and that’s exactly what he didn’t want. They were both silent as they left the shelter, got on his bike, and drove the back roads home to the club. The gates were opened for him and closed immediately after. Lord had everyone on high alert since the raid.
He parked the bike, then helped Grace off. “I need to do something.”