Sons of Mayhem 1

Chapter 20

CHAPTER TWENTY

Jase

Jase's voice was firm. "You gotta let him out Jimmy. We've got half a dozen, a dozen, witnesses who can put him in the clubhouse last night." They were standing in the lobby of the sheriff's office, empty except for Jase, the deputy and the large framed woman at the desk.

Jimmy looked apologetic. "It's not my call Jase, you know that. This one's all on the sheriff."

"That's fucking bullshit and you know it." Jase's voice was rising at the absurdity of the situation. We can fucking prove he wasn't there!

Jimmy sighed, "Jase. I've seen the tape. It was night, but seriously, it was him. It was Bigfella. He's the only one in your crew who looks like that. An ATM across the street filmed everything. I’m sorry."

A pang of doubt shot through Jase. Had he been there all night? Jimmy wouldn't lie about something like this. Would he?

"Let me talk to him."

"You get five minutes." Jimmy led Jase down to an interview room and let him sit down. "Back in a tick."

Jase drummed his fingers on the table as he watched his blond-haired schoolmate walk out the door to the cells. Jimmy wasn't a bad guy.

He didn't have to wait long. A couple of minutes later Bigfella walked in looking thoroughly pissed off, his long braided mane hanging down over his shoulders swinging as he entered.

Jase stood up and bumped his fist against the president's in greeting, followed by a strong hug. They both sat down.

"Do you know what the fuck's going on?" Jase asked.

Bigfella sighed. "This shit is fucked up Jase. I don't know what the fuck is happening. They said they've got video of me shooting some 'spics."

"You were in the clubhouse right? We gotta get everyone who saw you around then to make a statement."

Bigfella sighed. "You know what I was doing, right?"

Jase raised an eyebrow, "Some chick, right?"

Bigfella banged the table, "Some nineteen year old red headed party-girl-wannabe" He cackled as he spoke, apparently delighted at the memory.

Jase laughed. Bigfella was unstoppable. As far as he could tell, he'd been banging different chicks nonstop for most of the last forty years. That was also the cause of most of his failed marriages.

"When were you with her from?"

"I guess about six, to maybe around seven, seven thirty. That girl can ride, if you know what I mean." Jase knew what he meant. Bigfella wasn't subtle.

"Well fuck. You see the problem, right?"

"What? Oh."

"You were banging just that chick for the whole time the murders took place. I mean, she's still a witness, but fuck."

Bigfella muttered something. "Well shit. It should be enough right?"

"I don't know. I guess. We've got witnesses to say they didn't see you leave. They just can't actually verify you were there. Fuck. Who was the chick?"

"I don't know her name. Ask the Doctor, she was a nurse or some shit. She was there last week too. I think that was the first time."

Jase nodded. "Cool. I'll get him to track her down. Eag reckons we'll have you out of here by tomorrow. This video's gotta be bullshit."

Bigfella grinned. "Thanks. I'm glad we've got you to rely on. The Doctor's great, but he's so busy with all that hospital shit."

They pushed back their chairs and stood up just as Jimmy opened the door. "Time to pack it up boys. The sheriff just got back."

They hugged and Jase headed out the door to the lobby while the deputy put Bigfella back in his cell. Jase was about to head out the door of the building when the sheriff pushed it open.

The sheriff looked at him with a look of contempt. "The fuck are you doing here?"

Jase looked coldly at the Hispanic law enforcer. Despite being the children of immigrants he'd developed a reputation for being an absolute asshole to just about everyone. To the Sons, to the Mexicans, to the blacks. No one was safe from his dickishness. Jase gave no response.

"Get the fuck out of my office."

Get the fuck out of my way and I might. Jase waited for the sheriff to pass him, and then headed out of the door. As he exited he could hear the sheriff yelling, "Jimmy what the fuck was that--" his voice faded as the door swung shut behind him.

It was time to do the police's job for them and find the redhead who'd been with Bigfella the night before.

Jase got on his motorcycle and headed out. Little did he know his day was about to go from shitty to a full on clusterfuck.