Free Midnight Moon: A Paranormal Werewolf Romance (Roadside Angels Motorcycle Club Book 2) by Kathryn Thomas Page A

information he had, and Lex asked if Tamara could come over, as she had been doing some digging, and might be able to give him a lead.  When the chief nodded, he turned back to the truck and wasn’t surprised when Tamara immediately jumped down, as though she had been waiting on the signal.  He watched her walk over, and when she got to the scene, he saw the shudder that ran through her, and heard the increased bump of her heart against her ribs.  He could also feel her distress, and he wished he could make it better, but she had insisted on being involved and he wanted her to see the fullness of the horror that she was investigating.
     
    He watched her walk gingerly around the bloody ground, and wished he knew what she was thinking.  She made a few notes, and then turned and asked Dave,
     
    “Do we know what did this, chief?”
     
    “Buck was savaged by an animal, Ms. Gibbs, but we can’t know if that’s what killed him till we get the coroner’s report back.  And that could take a while, given where we are, and how things usually get done around here.”  He sounded frustrated but resigned, with good reason, as Lex knew.
     
    “Still, our little town hasn’t seen so much criminal action in a long, long time, Dave.  I can’t believe the Staties won’t push us closer to the top of their priority list.”  Lex tried to sound hopeful, for Tamara’s sake, though he didn’t feel it. 
     
    “Do you think it’s the black wolf come back?”
     
    Tammie’s question filled the air between them.  Lex kept his own counsel, and let the chief field the question.  He knew what Lancaster was, though no one else on scene, aside from Bear, knew that.  He could almost taste the shifter blood in the air.  He had to find a way to let Dave know he was dealing with werewolves, one of whom was a rogue.  His muscles tightened at the thought of how he would explain what Lancaster had become to a man who thought he knew all there was to know about shifters.  It had to be done, if he was to protect the people of Rojo Arroyo.
     
    He came back to the moment to hear Tamara telling Dave what she had discovered about Lancaster, and asking what the chief made of the photos she had sent him.
     
    “I figured those numbers were part of the registration tags for the animals, Miss Gibbs.  Except, when I sent them over to Environmental Services, and they ran them through the system, they didn’t match the animals in that enclosure.  Those numbers are for German Shepherds.  So it seems we’ve uncovered fraud as well as illegal importing of wild animals, Miss Gibbs.  And if, as you suggested the other day, they’re using them in dog fights, we’ve got other charges piling up, now possibly including murder.”  He paused, watching as the body was loaded into the coroner’s van.  “And it seems Tony Lancaster is up to his fucking eyeballs in this shit.”  He looked apologetically over at Tamara.  “Beg pardon, Miss Gibbs, but that Lancaster and his gang of thugs have been a thorn in my side for the last few years, and getting worse every year.”
     
    “So, this Lancaster is the leader of the biker gang?” Tammie asked, and Lex once again noted admiringly how sharp she was.  His woman didn’t need a map and road signs.  She was the perfect one for his mate.  If he ever managed to get to the point where he could ask her if she would have a problem mating with a shifter.
     
    “That he is, Miss Gibbs,” Dave answered her, shaking his head.  “And he’s been bad news since he first arrived.  Lex knows...he’s been the one with his guys on the frontlines helping the police keep these thugs in line.  But there’s only so much civilians can do, you know?”
     
    Tammie nodded in understanding, glancing over at Lex, as though she understood more than had been said.  “Was he the one who told Bret at the diner about what happened to Mr. Rose?”
     
    “Yes, that’s the one,” Dave said.  “Mean-looking