Page 5 of Finn (Dirty Misfits MC 6)
Then, she said something that stood out. “Wait, wait, wait, back up.”
Summer paused. “What is it?”
I furrowed my brow. “You said these girls didn’t speak English.”
“Right.”
“And you said they didn’t know what they were doing?”
“Also right.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek. “Do you guys have any proof that these girls were shipped in?”
Summer paused before she spoke. “Tanner’s nodding his head at me. He says they’ve intercepted two containers of women at the docks here in Santa Cruz.”
Jesus. Santa Barbara had been trying to bust a new trafficking ring that had been pushing its way into the city limits because of their lax docking protocols.
I wonder if the two things were related.
“All right,” I said as I slapped my notebook closed, “I’ll help.”
Summer sighed with relief. “Thank you. Thank you so, so very much. Do you have someone Cheyenne could stay with until this is all over?”
I closed my eyes. “I do, but you’re not going to like the suggestion.”
“Who?” she asked.
I opened my eyes. “She could stay with Mom and Dad.”
And the second my older sister drew in a deep breath, I knew she was about to verbally tear me a new asshole.
Three
Finn
I made my way up to my bedroom and stared at the wall. My room had been unchanged since I had been a teenager, and it made me sick to my stomach. Pictures of me and Melody were strung up on fairy lights, courtesy of my mother. And as I walked over to the pictures, memories of laughter and milkshakes and movie theater dates came rushing back.
Until he found me.
“Hey,” Tanner said.
I heard him close my door and I sighed. “Whatever it is, it can wait.”
He walked up to me. “She’s pretty. Who is she?”
I turned to face him, ignoring the question. “What do you want?”
He peered over at me. “I wanted to come check up on you. You kind of stomped your way through the house and the guys are worried.”
“You can stop lying.”
He rolled his eyes. “Okay, so the guys aren’t worried. But, it’s not like you really give a shit about us. That’s why you’re not a full member yet. You’re still in a selfish mindset.”
I chewed on the inside of my cheek to keep from killing him. “You wanna know why I don’t trust cops?”
He turned to face me. “Yeah, I think it would be pertinent to know considering we’re about to be working with one.”
My eyes gravitated back toward the pictures. “That girl? She was a good friend of mine. And she was killed. And because she was killed by a cop, he got off scot-free and someone else was framed for her murder.”
I saw Tanner’s jaw drop open out of the corner of my eye. “Holy shit, are you serious? Dude, I’m so sorry.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “Save your apologies for the poor schmuck that went down when her abusive stepfather should’ve been the one in jail for it.”
Tanner sighed. “I can’t honestly say I trust them, either. I mean, I don’t have a reason like that, but they’ve always sort of found a way to screw me over because of the life I’ve chosen.”
I snickered. “Then, I can’t imagine why you’d agree to all of this.”
“Because this cop is Summer’s sister, and I know I can trust her.”
“Because you trust Summer? Or because you’ve met this cop?”
And when he didn’t respond, I clicked my tongue. “You guys really are pussy-whipped, aren’t you?”
He gripped my leather jacket and spun me to face him. “You can talk shit all you want, but you know this is our only option. Now, I don’t agree with the decision the guys just made, but I’m outnumbered and can’t do shit about it. So, until further notice, you’re the one who’s watching over Sloane and keeping her safe.”
I blinked. “Sloane’s the cop?”
He released me. “Yeah. She’s the cop.”
I blinked again. “And after what I just told you, you really think it’s a good idea that I’m the one to watch her?”
He sighed. “I know it’s a shit end of a shitty stick, but you’re the best person to make sure she doesn't get her nose into stuff that she shouldn’t.”
I crossed my arms over my chest. “So, not only do you want me watching her six, but you want me to make sure she doesn’t find anything to bring down us along with those asshats.”
“Exactly.”
I drew in a sobering breath. “And you know this is a bad fucking idea?”
“We don’t really have a choice, Finn.”
My eyes whipped open. “You know they’re making me do this babysitting because all of you guys are too pussy-whipped to take a detail like this.”
He glared at me. “If you use that term one more time.”
I bucked up to him. “Tell me I’m wrong. Tell me that you guys aren’t making these decisions that affect all of us with nothing but your families in mind, and maybe I’ll walk back my statement.”
