SableBrian called before breakfast, and the first thing out of his mouth was, “Before you hear this from somebody else, no, I do not believe your club did it.”That got my attention faster than the coffee Marcus had just set in front of me. Jarek was already awake at the kitchen table with a legal pad beside his plate, pretending the fact that he had made it downstairs without anybody helping him meant he was fully recovered. Marcus stopped halfway to his own chair when I put Brian on speaker and asked what happened.“One of our storage properties got hit overnight,” Brian said. He sounded tired rather than angry, which told me he had already worked through whatever his first reaction had been. “South side warehouse. Mostly bike parts, some old records, tools. Nobody was there. Security caught three men going in through the rear around two twenty.”Jarek’s pen stopped moving. “And?”“They were wearing Black Daggers cuts.”The room went still, and I looked at Jarek first because I kne
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