Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Doom POV

Tracey handled the cells better than I had expected. There were moments in there that I was sure she would throw up, but she kept her cool. I was impressed. I had to reward her, and the best way! could think of doing that was to give her a release in the shower. Now we were back downstairs, listening to what had been found, and what was planned moving forward. It surprised me to see Fixer and Alan here, especially Alan You don’t expect to see a police officer in your home while discussing killing someone, but in Alan’s case, he feels a lot like we do, that the law doesn’t always do the best for the community if he felt the person should be brought before the courts, he would put forward his thoughts on how to hand the person over It’s happened before, and Tank has handed the person over finding a way around how they came to be in Alan’s or our care

“Dawson had escaped once, no need to test the ability to keep him locked up again and keep him there. He will become a cold case, and luckily not in my jurisdiction, so not on my books this time Make sure there’s no trace left I don’t want to come and arrest any of you, Alan joked, happy to wash his hands of this man and the problems he was causing Alan wouldn’t change anything, he

would continue to be on the lookout for him, or it would raise suspicion, but Alan’s old hat with this,

and he knows what to do to keep things looking real Besides, Dawson didn’t disappear on his

watch, last seen nowhere near either town, there was nothing linking his disappearance to either

town, or us, other than Tempest and one look at her with a mobility impairment, and that was

enough to keep her out of the picture regardless of where she lives

“What do you need from us? Gramps asked. This was his domain Storm, Tank, I, and Gramps will

do body removal and disposal later. They will be mulched then sent to a mixture that breaks them down further and removes all DNA traces, because it’s all mixed, making it almost impossible to

identify an individual who was shredded and dissolved into fertiliser, etc

‘Do what you need to I won’t give specifics, you know I can’t From me, though, thanks for removing that man from our streets, and Fixer, let me know if you find something on his phone or computer that I can use” Alan left the meeting and waited in the kitchen, having a late lunch. Alan had a legitimate excuse to be there, checking up on Tempest and making sure his good friends were safe. We are lucky to have Alan, he has helped us and used us when things were bad and needed our touch. Police also get frustrated when criminals keep getting off

‘Get those dead dealt with, see if we can get more out of others, using the truth drug. I know we could have used it earlier, but what’s the fun in that?” Tank said, with a chuckle, trying to break the tension that had grown in the room. We discussed other ongoing issues. Allocating work. Tempest and Tracey will work with Fixer on the IT side, while we men will sort out our guests

I kissed Tracey before she left with Fixer and Tempest, and we talked a little more about who did what downstairs, since I wasn’t interested in more interrogation now that Dawson was out of my

system. Yeah, he was still alive, and they were going to talk with him some more before he

croaked it, but for Tracey and me, it was over, our part done. I want to see those that I fought with, mulched up. That will give me some satisfaction. I am glad we don’t do this often; I’m not sure whether I want to do it again anytime soon.

The guys and I left Gramps in the office doing what he does best, and the rest of us had our allotted chore. Zero, Tank and Uncle Simon would do more investigations, while Grandpa Savage, Dirk and I were on a fertiliser task. We didn’t talk, we didn’t need to, we each knew what to do, we got dressed in hazard suits, covering every part of our bodies, even a shield over our faces. We didn’t want any trace of these men or the chemicals that would break them down on us.

“Hey, I don’t have my lady here. Want a kiss, Gramps?” Zero asked, as he walked over and pulled Gramps in and pretended to go for a kiss, and changed quickly to one on the cheek.

“How did it go? Find anything good on Dawson’s phone or laptop?” Storm asked. Once he pulled away from his kiss.

“Yes, Gramps has been investigating some of what we found, and Tracey is looking into the phone. I have been digging deeper into the computer, and Tempest has also discovered one of the spies

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