Knox's Stand
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“I was wondering if it would be possible to ask a few questions.” Diamond felt the atmosphere at the table change with her request.
“Unless you want to ask me how long my dick is, then no,” the man who had offered her his lap to sit on said sharply.
Ignoring him she asked the question to the man she now was sure was the leader.
“It won’t take long.”
“You a cop?” His eyes brushed over Diamond’s designer dress.
“No, I’m a lawyer. I’m investigating the murder of Samantha Bedford.”
Everyone’s face closed off and Diamond knew that they had been acquainted with the woman.
“Then I’m going to repeat, the answer is no. Now get the fuck out of here,” he said.
It took all her years of dealing with badass bikers to keep her seat as the waitress sat down her water and retreated with another worried glance.
“I just need to talk to the three men that Sam was friends with in your club. Warrants have been taken out for their arrests since they missed their last court appearance and I know you won’t break a confidence and tell me where they are, but if you had a way to contact them, perhaps you could give them my number?” Diamond reached into her purse and pulled out her card, handing it to the blond biker.
He took it from her and tore it into pieces.
“I told you to fucking go. Next time, I won’t be so nice.” His glare went from detached interest to a threat that she had no doubt he would see carried out.
Just after that, the door to the restaurant opened and several of The Last Riders entered. Diamond recognized Knox, Viper, Razor and Rider—the one that had all the tats—brought up the rear.
They came to stand behind Diamond. “You having problems?” Viper asked Diamond.
Before she could answer, the leader spoke. “She doesn’t have a problem, we do. We’ve asked her twice to leave, she’s ignored us both times.”
“That true?” Viper turned to her.
Diamond looked at Viper. “I need to find the men who were with Sam that day outside in the parking lot. They belong to the Blue Horsemen. You want me to clear Knox?” Diamond stared pointedly at Knox.
The blond man leaned toward Diamond, losing his casual appearance. “I don’t know where the fuck they are, and I don’t know a damn thing about their families. They aren’t horsemen anymore and they weren’t when they pulled that stunt with Sam.”
“Stud. I think she got your message,” Knox said, taking a step forward.
“Good. Then maybe she’ll get her ass away from our table,” Stud snapped.
“Ms. Richards. Let’s go,” Viper ordered.
“Ms. Richards? When the hell did you become so polite?” The men around the table laughed at the sarcastic reply from the man who had offered her his lap.
“You laughing at Viper being polite, Bear?” Knox came back with his own smart-ass remark. The tension filled the restaurant this time as the men from the rival bike clubs began to escalate. Diamond rose to her feet.
Ash looked at Knox. “No.”
Diamond didn’t blame him from backing down; Knox looked furious.
“I’m finished. Sorry for the interruption.” Diamond left the men and then left the diner without looking back, however she was brought to a stop outside when she was grabbed by her arm.
“What in the hell were you thinking?” Knox angrily asked her.
“I thought I might try to find out who killed Samantha. It’s what Viper hired me to do,” Diamond answered, jerking her arm out of his grasp.
“I didn’t tell you to take on a motorcycle club. You should have called me or the sheriff who could have found out the information you needed,” Viper said as he came outside, hearing her answer to Knox’s question.
“I didn’t need your help. I was safe. What where they going to do in a restaurant across from the sheriff’s office?”
“Were you planning on staying in there? They would have followed you home.” Knox stared at her like she was stupid.
“It doesn’t matter; it’s over.” Turning on her heels, she strode to her car.
“It isn’t fucking over. You’re on their radar now. They’re going to watch and make sure that you don’t drag their club into being investigated,” Knox said, striding after her.
“How do you know that?” Diamond snapped at the big lug following behind her with the rest of The Last Riders following.
“Because it’s what we would do,” Knox answered, slamming his hand on her car door when she would have jerked it open.
“Back off, Knox,” Viper stated calmly. Knox stepped away, removing his hand from her car door.
Diamond swung around to face Viper and the rest of The Last Riders.
“If you want me to find out who killed Samantha, I’m going to have to step on some toes. Are you going to give me shit every time?” Diamond asked bluntly.
“We’re not giving you shit. The men that Samantha associated with were dangerous, and those are the ones we know about. Obviously someone killed her, so eventually, you’re going to come into contact with the person who did. The best way to handle this situation is to keep someone with you who can keep an eye on the situation so that you won’t get hurt,” Viper cautioned her.
“I don’t need someone to watch my back. I can take care of myself,” Diamond said, becoming angry.
“I’m sure you can. We’ll merely provide you with back-up if you need our help,” Viper reasoned.
“I can’t find out what I need to know with you guys following me around,” Diamond argued back.
“You won’t need all of us, one will do. Knox and Rider can take turns keeping an eye on you.” Viper crossed his arms over his chest, giving Diamond the impression that the decision had been made.
“Hell, no.” Diamond refused to have either of the men following her.
“Why not?” This time it was Knox who answered. “I should be helping. It’s my ass that will be back in jail if we don’t find out who killed her.”
Diamond couldn’t argue with that reasoning. The stubborn male faces staring at her weren’t going to give in unless she agreed to have one of them watching her.
“Fine, the next time I want to talk to someone that is in a motorcycle club, I’ll give you a call.” Diamond opened her car door, slid in and slammed the door closed. The men moved out of the way as she reversed and pulled out of the parking lot.
“Knox,” Viper ordered.
Knox nodded and headed to his bike to follow the stubborn attorney. Whether she liked it or not, he had just become her shadow.
Chapter Six
Diamond pulled into her office parking lot and got out of her car. Seeing Knox pull in behind her, she didn’t stop. She merely ignored his presence and opened her office door.
Holly was sitting behind her desk on the computer when she entered the room.
“I put your messages on your desk. You had a couple of calls from potential clients; One a DUI another an assault.”
“I’ll call them back.” Diamond stopped briefly at her desk. Opening her briefcase, she pulled out the notebook she had used to take notes of her conversation with Mrs. Langley. “Could you type this up and place them in Knox’s folder.”
“Unless you want to ask me how long my dick is, then no,” the man who had offered her his lap to sit on said sharply.
Ignoring him she asked the question to the man she now was sure was the leader.
“It won’t take long.”
“You a cop?” His eyes brushed over Diamond’s designer dress.
“No, I’m a lawyer. I’m investigating the murder of Samantha Bedford.”
Everyone’s face closed off and Diamond knew that they had been acquainted with the woman.
“Then I’m going to repeat, the answer is no. Now get the fuck out of here,” he said.
It took all her years of dealing with badass bikers to keep her seat as the waitress sat down her water and retreated with another worried glance.
“I just need to talk to the three men that Sam was friends with in your club. Warrants have been taken out for their arrests since they missed their last court appearance and I know you won’t break a confidence and tell me where they are, but if you had a way to contact them, perhaps you could give them my number?” Diamond reached into her purse and pulled out her card, handing it to the blond biker.
He took it from her and tore it into pieces.
“I told you to fucking go. Next time, I won’t be so nice.” His glare went from detached interest to a threat that she had no doubt he would see carried out.
Just after that, the door to the restaurant opened and several of The Last Riders entered. Diamond recognized Knox, Viper, Razor and Rider—the one that had all the tats—brought up the rear.
They came to stand behind Diamond. “You having problems?” Viper asked Diamond.
Before she could answer, the leader spoke. “She doesn’t have a problem, we do. We’ve asked her twice to leave, she’s ignored us both times.”
“That true?” Viper turned to her.
Diamond looked at Viper. “I need to find the men who were with Sam that day outside in the parking lot. They belong to the Blue Horsemen. You want me to clear Knox?” Diamond stared pointedly at Knox.
The blond man leaned toward Diamond, losing his casual appearance. “I don’t know where the fuck they are, and I don’t know a damn thing about their families. They aren’t horsemen anymore and they weren’t when they pulled that stunt with Sam.”
“Stud. I think she got your message,” Knox said, taking a step forward.
“Good. Then maybe she’ll get her ass away from our table,” Stud snapped.
“Ms. Richards. Let’s go,” Viper ordered.
“Ms. Richards? When the hell did you become so polite?” The men around the table laughed at the sarcastic reply from the man who had offered her his lap.
“You laughing at Viper being polite, Bear?” Knox came back with his own smart-ass remark. The tension filled the restaurant this time as the men from the rival bike clubs began to escalate. Diamond rose to her feet.
Ash looked at Knox. “No.”
Diamond didn’t blame him from backing down; Knox looked furious.
“I’m finished. Sorry for the interruption.” Diamond left the men and then left the diner without looking back, however she was brought to a stop outside when she was grabbed by her arm.
“What in the hell were you thinking?” Knox angrily asked her.
“I thought I might try to find out who killed Samantha. It’s what Viper hired me to do,” Diamond answered, jerking her arm out of his grasp.
“I didn’t tell you to take on a motorcycle club. You should have called me or the sheriff who could have found out the information you needed,” Viper said as he came outside, hearing her answer to Knox’s question.
“I didn’t need your help. I was safe. What where they going to do in a restaurant across from the sheriff’s office?”
“Were you planning on staying in there? They would have followed you home.” Knox stared at her like she was stupid.
“It doesn’t matter; it’s over.” Turning on her heels, she strode to her car.
“It isn’t fucking over. You’re on their radar now. They’re going to watch and make sure that you don’t drag their club into being investigated,” Knox said, striding after her.
“How do you know that?” Diamond snapped at the big lug following behind her with the rest of The Last Riders following.
“Because it’s what we would do,” Knox answered, slamming his hand on her car door when she would have jerked it open.
“Back off, Knox,” Viper stated calmly. Knox stepped away, removing his hand from her car door.
Diamond swung around to face Viper and the rest of The Last Riders.
“If you want me to find out who killed Samantha, I’m going to have to step on some toes. Are you going to give me shit every time?” Diamond asked bluntly.
“We’re not giving you shit. The men that Samantha associated with were dangerous, and those are the ones we know about. Obviously someone killed her, so eventually, you’re going to come into contact with the person who did. The best way to handle this situation is to keep someone with you who can keep an eye on the situation so that you won’t get hurt,” Viper cautioned her.
“I don’t need someone to watch my back. I can take care of myself,” Diamond said, becoming angry.
“I’m sure you can. We’ll merely provide you with back-up if you need our help,” Viper reasoned.
“I can’t find out what I need to know with you guys following me around,” Diamond argued back.
“You won’t need all of us, one will do. Knox and Rider can take turns keeping an eye on you.” Viper crossed his arms over his chest, giving Diamond the impression that the decision had been made.
“Hell, no.” Diamond refused to have either of the men following her.
“Why not?” This time it was Knox who answered. “I should be helping. It’s my ass that will be back in jail if we don’t find out who killed her.”
Diamond couldn’t argue with that reasoning. The stubborn male faces staring at her weren’t going to give in unless she agreed to have one of them watching her.
“Fine, the next time I want to talk to someone that is in a motorcycle club, I’ll give you a call.” Diamond opened her car door, slid in and slammed the door closed. The men moved out of the way as she reversed and pulled out of the parking lot.
“Knox,” Viper ordered.
Knox nodded and headed to his bike to follow the stubborn attorney. Whether she liked it or not, he had just become her shadow.
Chapter Six
Diamond pulled into her office parking lot and got out of her car. Seeing Knox pull in behind her, she didn’t stop. She merely ignored his presence and opened her office door.
Holly was sitting behind her desk on the computer when she entered the room.
“I put your messages on your desk. You had a couple of calls from potential clients; One a DUI another an assault.”
“I’ll call them back.” Diamond stopped briefly at her desk. Opening her briefcase, she pulled out the notebook she had used to take notes of her conversation with Mrs. Langley. “Could you type this up and place them in Knox’s folder.”
