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huddled in the car.
     
    “Thanks for all your help,” I muttered to him, grabbing my bags.
     
    “S-sorry, ma’am. But those guys are really dangerous. If they saw me with you, they might…” he didn’t finish. I didn’t ask him to elaborate.
     
    “So these guys run this town huh?” I asked him as he helped me carry my bags inside.
     
    “Sort of,” he said. He grew more relaxed when we walked into the motel.
     
    I nodded.
     
    “I have a lot of questions for you if you don’t mind.”
     
    He shrugged.
     
    “Okay, that’s fine. Let’s get you settled in first and we’ll talk.”
     
    I checked myself in and followed him up to my room. It was a small little place with no TV or microwave. At least it had a bed. I sighed and set my stuff down. This would take some getting used to.
     
    Once I got my stuff unpacked, I met the driver down in the lobby. He’d gotten us both a cup of coffee. I smiled and sat down across the table from him.
     
    “So, what’s your name?” I asked.
     
    “Rob. My dad is your boss.”
     
    That took me by surprise.
     
    “You’re Dave’s kid?”
     
    “Yeah. I’ve been helping him out for a couple years now, taking care of some stuff down here.”
     
    “Wow.”
     
    I shook my surprise off quickly. I had more pressing matters to discuss with him.
     
    “So about these bikers. Do they come into town often?”
     
    He nodded.
     
    “Just about every night. They head into the bar and drink until it closes. Then they go back to their camp and drink some more.” He shuddered. “They’re scary sober, but when they get drunk… it isn’t pretty.”
     
    “This camp that they have. Do you know where it is?”
     
    He shrugged.
     
    “Sure. But you’ll have to go by yourself; I’m not taking you over there. It’s south of town. You’ll go past a trail and walk about a mile, it isn’t too far.”
     
    “One last question, Rob. Do you know why your dad sent me here? Did he talk to you at all about it?”
     
    He shook his head again.
     
    “No, he doesn’t usually talk too much about his employees or work. Sorry.”
     
    I smiled and stood up.
     
    “It’s okay, you’ve been a big help. Thanks a lot, Rob.”
     
    He stood up too.
     
    “You aren’t going out to their camp are you?” he asked nervously.
     
    “Of course I am. I can’t do my job unless I get some information about those guys.”
     
    He nodded solemnly.
     
    “You’d better make sure you don’t get caught. If Rick catches you and you’re all alone, you’ll be in a lot of trouble.”
     
    “Is Rick the leader?”
     
    “Temporary leader. The main guy is away on some business. I forgot his name though.”
     
    I smiled again.
     
    “See you around, Rob.”
     
    I made sure I had my camera and extra batteries and started walking south towards the camp. My heart started to pound. It wasn’t nerves though. I was excited. I was determined to find some dirt on these guys and really impress the boss.
     
    It wasn’t long before I stumbled across their “camp.” It wasn’t really a camp. More a community. There were five houses on each side of the road and one bigger one at the end. Fortunately, no one was in sight. I assumed they were still off doing whatever motorcycle gangs do.
     
    I decided to start with the bigger house first. I assumed that was where Rick lived so that would be where I would most likely find any incriminating evidence. I knew no one was in sight, but I still needed to be careful.
     
    I snuck up quietly to the house. It was a two-story house that looked almost brand new. The windows looked like they had just been replaced and the paint looked great. Again, I found myself surprised. Maybe these guys weren’t the hard asses everyone made them out to be?
     
    I tried the front door first. Locked, of course. Fortunately a window on the side wasn’t. I found that pretty strange. As dumb as they looked, surely they wouldn’t be stupid enough to leave their windows