"MacKenzie will be fine," Jed said. "She's in the other room, coloring with one of the female deputies. But we need to have a chat."
"Don't say anything, Axe," Crunch said. "If you're arresting us, we'll just take that attorney now." Crunch sat back in the chair, looking like he had seen the inside of an interrogation room so many times that it was old news for him. Of course, this wasn't exactly an interrogation room-it looked like it doubled as a room for office space, since we'd kicked one of the deputies out of it when we came inside. The sheriff's office in West Bend wasn't exactly large enough to warrant much space.
Or to take too fucking seriously.
"No, Jed isn't formally arresting us, are you Jed?" I asked. "This is entirely off the books, isn't it?"
"If we're not being arrested, we can go then, right?" Crunch asked.
"Axe and I need to have a conversation," Jed said, his eyes trained on me.
"Yes," I said. "Let's have a conversation, Jed. You drag us down here, in front of Crunch's four-year-old kid, for what? So you can prove how badass you are, a fucking sheriff in a town with a couple thousand people? Way to flex your muscles. Let's have a fucking conversation."
"Yes, let's," Jed said, nodding toward Crunch. "Why don't you go ahead and wait with your daughter. It's just Cade here I'm interested in."
"Axe," Crunch said, standing. "I'll get in touch with your father."
"No, don't." I didn't take my eyes off Jed. I could feel every muscle in my body tensed like a coil, ready to spring. "Jed's not arresting me. He's not going to do a damn thing to me. I want to have this conversation. You wait with MacKenzie. This shouldn't take too long."
"Axe." I could hear the warning in his voice, without him even needing to say it.
"I'll be out in a few minutes," I said. I was going to beat this guy's ass right here in this room.
"Don't do anything stupid."
Jed sat back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest. "What do you want in West Bend, Cade?"
"It's none of your business why I came back, Jed."
"This town is my business, Cade. Everything in it is my business. Everyone in it is my business."
I smirked. "June made her choice, Jed. That makes her none of your fucking business."
Jed's expression turned dark. "I always knew you were bad news, you know. Even when you came back before, when everyone in town hailed you as a hero, I knew better."
"You and June were never going to work, Jed," I said. "She's not interested. And picking me up, harassing me, isn't going to make her want you any more."
He ignored me, kept on talking. "I asked around about you two, you know. Made a few calls. Picked up your little buddies too."
"What the fuck are you talking about, Jed? Who the fuck did you pick up?" My chest felt tight. Dragging me down here was one thing, making calls to find out about Crunch and I was another thing entirely.
"Called over to one of my old buddies down in Riverside, not too far from your motorcycle club, couple days ago," he said, ignoring my second question.
"Jed," I said, fear finally beginning to settle over me. "What the hell did you do?"
"Old buddy of mine from school," he said. "On drinking terms with a few clubs out there."
"You idiot." I needed to get out of here. My mind raced with the possibilities. We'd stayed too long out here, been too careless.
Because of me. Because I couldn't let go of June. I'd gotten comfortable, convinced myself we were in the clear. What the hell had I been thinking?
Jed didn't seem to notice, just continued talking. "Rumor has it your little motorcycle club is working as part of a smuggling ring, Cade. So you're coming back here, bringing your shit to West Bend, bringing your shit to June..."
His voice droned on and I thought about reaching across the table and choking him right now, then walking out of here. "Do you have any idea what you've done? Who the fuck did you pick up - what buddies are you talking about?"
Jed wrinkled his brow. "What I've done? What the hell are you thinking, coming back here, getting June involved in whatever illegal shit you have going on?"
"I haven't brought anything to her," I said, though I knew it wasn't true. I was dragging her down, with my shit. What was I thinking, buying her a ring? It was laughable, the thought that I could somehow escape the club unscathed, bring June with me, that we could somehow leave everything behind. My darkness would always follow her. There was no escaping it.
"I want you out of this town," Jed said. "Do you understand that? You're not welcome here. Your kind isn't welcome here."
"You don't have to worry about that," I mumbled, distracted by my thoughts. In fact, I needed to leave, right now. "How long ago?" I croaked, my throat dry.
"How long ago what?"
"How long ago did you pick up my little buddies?"
Jed shrugged. "A couple hours ago. Not bikers, though."
Jesus Christ. "What are you talking about, Jed?"
"The guys following you, the suits."
What the fuck was he talking about?
I needed to leave. I stood up.
"You're not going anywhere, Cade."