Myles handed the papers back to Brodie.
He was ready to go in the room and find out what the hell these people wanted.
If they were after him because he was SWAT, the Demon Lords would feel their wrath again.
“Let’s go.” Myles brushed past his teammates and headed in the direction the sheriff had disappeared.
They arrived at the interrogation rooms. The sheriff updated them on which men were in the room. First up was Whit Green.
“Remember we want him talking,” Mac said. He moved next to Myles.
“I know. He already gave me enough information earlier,” Myles bit out. He had to keep his cool. Beating the man to within an inch of his life wasn’t going to get him anywhere but jail himself. Myles blew out a deep breath.
“You good?” Mac arched an eyebrow at him.
“Yeah. Don’t kick his ass. Got it.”
Mac chuckled and opened the door. It was a small room with a table, three chairs, and a two-way mirror. Standard procedure called for the room to be recorded.
“Good morning.” Mac pulled up a chair in front of Whit.
Whit sat at the table with his head resting on the surface and hands cuffed in front of him. He slowly lifted when Myles shut the door. He glanced at Mac and Myles and smirked.
“So they sent the good ol’ boys in here to rough me up?” Whit gave a dry snicker.
“That would be illegal,” Mac replied drolly.
“Like that would stop ya,” Whit taunted.
“You sure didn’t have a problem gunning for me,” Myles growled. He narrowed his eyes on the man, taking in all his features.
“I was lost.” Whit grinned. “Didn’t know where I was. Me and my buddies were hunting.”
Myles had to push down the urge to punch Whit in the face. He was quickly trying Myles’s patience.
“Hunting? That’s your excuse?” Mac took a seat in the chair across from Whit.
He acted cool and aloof, but Myles knew his sergeant, and Mac was anything but. He was a bulldog and had a bite that was just as vicious.
“This is South Carolina. Us country boys like to hunt.”
“But you’re not from around here.” Myles leaned back against the wall. He glared at the suspect.
Whit was lying. Both he and Mac knew it.
“There ain’t no law that says I can’t travel around the state.”
“There’s a law against hunting down someone. A police officer.” Mac rested his forearms on the table. “You think we’re just going to let that go?”
Whit leaned back as far as the handcuffs would allow. “So is this where you play bad cop, good cop to try to get information out of me?”
“Bad cop, good cop is shit you see on television.” Myles huffed. Where did this guy think he was? In a movie? That routine was common in television shows and movies. They didn’t play games like that when interrogating suspects. “How about you tell us why you were after me. You said it yourself in the woods.”
“I didn’t say shit,” Whit denied.
Myles glared at him. “Excuse me?”
“After you knocked me out, I don’t remember nothing. I think I should sue your department. I’m sure I’ll get plenty of—”
Myles pushed off the wall and stalked toward the table. “You son of a bit—”
“Stand down, Burton,” Mac barked. He glanced at Myles and held up a hand. He turned back to Whit, his voice dropping low. “Look, we know you’re associated with the Demon Lords. They don’t have a good history with our squad. You want to go down with them, fine, but I will tell you they don’t protect their own.”
Mac stood from his chair.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Demon Lords protect their own,” Whit snapped.
“Not sure when you joined, but you should—”
“You think the Demon Lords are after you?” Whit turned his attention to Myles. “Naw, they don’t give a shit about you. But you need to watch your back. You cops say you stand behind each other, but I know from firsthand experience y’all can be just as crooked as criminals.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Myles placed his hands on the table.
“The guy who hired us was a cop.” Whit snickered.
“Why should we believe you?” Mac folded his arms in front of his chest.
“He didn’t have a badge on or anything, but I know a cop when I see one.” Whit sniffed. “Y’all walk around like your shit don’t stink, like you’re above everyone. That dude was a cop, no question.”
