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the office. He wasn't Pain. I expected a tired old man. This guy was younger with shoulder-length blond hair and sleeves of tattoos on his arms. He was built like an ox and wore jeans with the famous motorcycle club leather cut. What was so cool about motorcycles and leather?
     
    “I was expecting the president of the Devil's Hellions MC,” I stated.
     
    “And I was expecting the sheriff of Sacks County,” he replied, sitting down in the chair. He leaned back and put his boots on my desk, knocking over the few pictures I had. “Where's Mendoza?”
     
    I tried my best to ignore his monstrous display of manners. “Mendoza retired. I'm the new sheriff.”
     
    “Well isn't that funny. I thought the man would die before giving up his badge.”
     
    I shifted my legs underneath the desk. “So where's Pain? I need to speak to the Devil's Hellions MC leader.”
     
    The stranger pointed at his left breast, tapping on a white patch that said: President. “Ours retired too. I'm the new leader of Devil's Hellions, Dagger Taylor.” He squinted his eyes and read my name tag. “Melissa White, a female sheriff isn't going to last long here.”
     
    I felt like taking out my gun and shooting him in the leg. That would show him who's in charge. The name Dagger sounded familiar. I mentally scrolled through the list of Devil's Hellions members and remembered Dagger as the vice-president. The logical choice to replace the president.
     
    “Well since we got that squared away, can we get on with business?” I asked.
     
    Dagger grinned. “By all means, Sheriff.” His dark eyes looked right into mine and then down my neckline.
     
    Every man I'd encountered in Sacks had checked me out. Wasn't much different than LA. Except here, it felt like the men actually believed I'd be that easy. I took down some notes in the Devil's Hellions file. “Dagger, I'm sure you're aware that The Death Merchants are about to start a war.” I waited for him to acknowledge it but he just kept on staring at me. “I want to keep this town safe and I was hoping that we could work together. Maybe stop this war before it starts.”
     
    Dagger's eyes were glazed over. His lips were partly open and breathing heavily. Was this guy even listening to me? I pounded my fist on the desk and Dagger blinked, waking from his daydream. “You're not paying attention.”
     
    Dagger lifted his boots off my desk and set them back on the ground. “Sorry Sheriff, what were you talking about?”
     
    This man was so fucking frustrating. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to remember how to meditate from my karate sensei. “As the President of the Devil's Hellions MC, I was hoping you could prevent the war between the clubs.”
     
    “Hey I don't want any collateral damage either. I'll do everything in my power to stop this war from starting.”
     
    This was a lot easier than with Garcia. “That's all I ask,” I replied. I stood up to signal that it was time for him to leave. Dagger sat in his seat, looking me up and down one more time before rising. What a creep.
     
    “Nice to meet you, Sheriff.” He winked at me before leaving.
     
    Not going to happen, buddy. Not in a million years.

Chapter Five
     
Dagger

I pulled up into the police station on my Harley and parked in between a couple black-and-whites. I'd been here plenty of times before. Mostly for bullshit charges like carrying a concealed weapon and getting in bar fights. I can thank Slade and Breaker for that. Those guys were one second away from blowing up when they had alcohol in their system.
     
    I swaggered into the front office, loving the fact that I didn't have bracelets holding my wrists together. The brunette secretary behind the counter looked up at me from behind her glasses. I recognized her from the bar a few weeks ago. I took her home and fucked her so hard she cried. I didn't remember her telling me she worked for the cops though.
     
    “What can I help you with, sir?”