Trusting Nicole (The Last Hangman MC #4)(14)

“Who’s that source you’re talking about?” Ant looks at me, suspecting something.

“I can’t reveal their name, but I trust them with my life.”

“It’s weird. You’re a cop, you shouldn’t have intel on any of the other MC’s, at least not that specific. Unless you have a man inside, which would be highly suspicious as it’s a brand new MC that’s causing the chaos. What evidence do we have that tells us that you aren’t one of them? We don’t know what you’re up to when you’re not with us.” Ray glares at me. I try to keep my cool. They aren’t even remotely close to the truth, but the fact that they doubt me isn’t any good.

“Do you really think I’d come here and help you out of f*cked up situations for two f*cking years, risking my life, if I were a part of the Kings? Why would I help take down the whole f*cking MC?” I glare back at him.

“To become the Prez. Hungry for more power.”

I chuckle. “I’m wearing a badge and I’m working with all of you. I’m not sure I could get any more power than this. I have the badge allowing me to shoot any of you at any time considering the amount of proof I have illustrating that you partake in illegal activities.” I smirk, shutting Ray up.

“One point for Sanders.” Aleck chuckles.

“Fair enough. What’s stopping you from shooting us then?”

“All in due time, Ray.” I can’t help smirking.

“So you are planning on killing every last one of us.”

“Who says I am? If I wanted to, I’d have done it already. I’m just saying, I have the power to either put you all behind bars or kill you without any consequences for me, but it wouldn’t be beneficial. I want the same things as you, get back to a much more normal life without worrying that someone is going to try to kill me one day.”

“You don’t have that pressure, we do.” Ric chimes in.

“You really think no one is after me? I’m as much in this as you are. I might not be wearing the patch, but wearing a badge and hanging out with you puts me in the same basket. I know club wars have always been part of your daily life but with the Kings gone, I’m sure you were hoping for some peace and quiet for a change, but that’s not happening because of the Disciples. I’ll help you take them down, then you decide if you still consider me a traitor.”

“Guess some cops do have the balls to be more than cops. You sure that’s what you’ve always wanted to do?” Ray questions me.

“Why would I say it if I didn’t mean it?”

“I don’t know, trying to save face? You know too much to be just a cop. If you aren’t a part of the enemy, you know someone who is, which still makes you a traitor.”

“My source isn’t part of the enemy, they are just well aware of what’s going on. I’m not going to reveal who they are, you can torture the truth out of me but it won’t work.” I taunt him, getting a kick out of this show off with a man who’s killed more men than he can count.

“If he’s proven to be a traitor or working with the enemy, I want the first blow.” Ray snarls at me. Looks like someone doesn’t like a bit of competition.

I chuckle. “Trust me, if I’m a traitor you’ll have to get in line, I know these three will want the first blow.” I point at Ant, Gabe and Aleck.

“I trust him. Might not know everything about him or his past, but I trust him. Not gonna lie, I’ve looked into you and haven’t found a thing that’s suspicious. Your file is picture perfect which is odd for a cop, but that doesn’t mean he’s going to turn on us. He’s had plenty of opportunity to do so and he didn’t,” Ant says surprising me.

“Fair enough, but if anything happens, it’s on you Ant.” Ray glares at Ant, not happy that no one is following his lead. I’m f*cking grateful that Ant trusts me. He might not when he finds out the truth.

I hate having to lie to them, but it is for the best. I’ll only be able to reveal the truth when all of this is over. I’ll probably meet my end then but I won’t have any regrets, I’ll have done all I could to help them get rid of the scum that’s threatening our lives. Actually, that’s a lie, my only regret will be Nicole, not meeting her but leaving her without telling her how I feel.



After the meeting with the clubs, I drive back to the station. I’ve been living this double life for so long that it doesn’t even faze me anymore, it’s just a pain in the ass. Not the MC part, but the being a good detective and doing my job part. I’m sure I used to enjoy my work at some point, but that’s long gone. A lot has changed. I’m not the same man anymore. What used to bring me joy and give me a purpose in life is now feeling like a chore.

I park my car in front of the station and climb out. I have yet another meeting about the Hades’ Disciples, but this time with my squad. All the local MCs and local police enforcement are out to catch and stop them but they’re being smart, they aren’t going to let themselves be caught or killed. I don’t know exactly why they are coming here, besides revenge but why go out of their way to cause chaos everywhere else? It doesn’t make sense.

I walk to the conference room, but not before grabbing a cup of disgusting coffee. It might taste like shit but I need it. Something stronger would be better but I can’t possibly bring out a bottle of whiskey and take a swig, even though I’m sure a few other agents wouldn’t mind a drink.