New challenge
I walk into the police station with trays full of lunch and goodies. I had a few days off after working some night shifts. I greet Mary at the counter and her eyes dart to the things in my hands, she smiles and arches her eyebrows. I wink and say I’ll make sure the men don’t eat everything.
I walk to the meeting room where I am greeted enthusiastically by my... mainly... male colleagues. Our commissioner has an important meeting scheduled for a major case, and everyone with the rank sergeant or higher of the corps from Ranchdale must attend.
“I love it when you’ve had days off Vanessa” says Mick, my partner and good friend.
“Yes... only because I’ll come back with goody’s” I roll my eyes and give him a push. He’s a big guy, but mostly in girth. His wife Alice doesn’t really want me to bake so many goodies for the men, because according to her she has to buy clothes in a bigger size every week.
As if it’s my fault he can’t stay away from it, then he just needs to learn some discipline.
“She’s been busy again!!” I hear Jack holler from the other side of the room.
Jack is our commissioner and I consider him a good friend. He may be 55 years old, but he still walks around like a young god of 30 years.
Jack walks over to me and throws an arm over my shoulder “the woman who will help us in the coming months” he says and I look at him in confusion. He gives me a wink and tells everyone to sit down.
He says that he has information about the local motorcycle club the Red Devils. They seem to be involved in various illegal activities such as drugs and arms trafficking. He wants someone to go undercover at the club in the coming months and gain the trust of the people who work there. And hopefully gain some more information about the illegal activities.
“It just so happens that at the supermarket my wife Liza spoke to Morgan, the wife of Hammer the president of the club. They are looking for someone to help in the kitchens and behind the bar. Morgan asked if my wife could think of someone who would want that” Jack says and he ends his words with his eyes on me.
I can already feel the storm coming... The woman who regularly comes to work with good food is screwed.
I roll my eyes because there must be men here in the room who can cook just fine, they just don’t flaunt it.
“So I thought of you Vanessa” he says and I cross my arms.
“Because I can cook?” I say with some venom and he shrugs.
“Among other things... You’re also a beautiful young woman of 27 years old and you don’t take shit from others, something you’ll need at the club” he says and I hear some approving murmurs going through the room.
“I don’t have any experience with undercover work Jack... Why don’t you choose Brady? He has experience with it, and cooking isn’t that hard” I say irritated.
“I can’t even fry an egg Ness, and I’m still working on another case” Brady says and I roll my eyes at the nickname, so annoying.
“I wonder how Pat puts up with you” I snap and the room erupts in laughter.
“Silence! You will be informed in the coming days about how the MC life works. We have already sent them a fake resume for you, you can come for an interview on Saturday” Jack says and my mouth falls open... Fuckers.... I haven’t even agreed yet.
“Everyone will be further informed by their own supervisor. Everything you hear about this gang must be told to me or your supervisor” Jack waves everyone away and I raise myself to say something more.
He shakes his head and says he wants to speak to me in private. Many an eyes are on me and this whole situation irritates me. Undercover work has never been my job, and now all of a sudden because I can cook and look pretty I’ve been found fit?
Undercover work is very hard mentally, you suddenly have a second life.
Lying is not something I like to do, and I seriously wonder if I’m suitable for this.
I’m left alone in the room with Jack, Brady and Mick. Jack gives me a brochure and tells me that we can sit down for a while.
“Vanessa... I know this comes as a shock, but I can’t think of a better person than you. You’re strong, you’re a great cook and you’re a great cop. I know I should have talked about this with you, but this case came up in a very short time and I had to make quick decisions. Brady said that you can always go to him for advice. Read this folder carefully, it contains very important information about the hierarchy and important people of the club” Jack says.
“Saturday is 3 days away Jack... I’m doing it because I trust you, but I’m not happy with how you’re preparing me for this. If all I have to do is cook and stand behind the bar then I’ll be okay. I’ll prepare as good as i can, but if i don’t trust something... I’m out!″ i hiss at him while he holds up his hands and smiles.
I walk to my desk and put the folder in the drawer. Then I go to the lockers to get ready, I have to patrol a protest march that is going on in the center. After a few hours I come back, grab the folder and sit down at my desk to read it.
Ashley O’Connor? Great.. I hadn’t even thought about having a different name. Unmarried, 27 years old, work experience at a local diner and bakery.
Well... If I don’t get hired now...
The president of the Red Devils is Reid Davis aka Hammer. He is a 46 year old man, and married to Morgan Davis who is 43. Together they have 2 daughters, Lexi who is 19 and Liv who is 21.
Wow... They were young when they got married and had children!
the VP is Steel, a 35-year-old man about whom little is known. It is not known whether he has a partner, and his real name is also unknown. It is known that he is the man when it comes to knowledge and working on engines, which is probably why he’s called Steel.
There is a third in command, his name is Ink. His first name is Roger, but his last name is unknown. He is the owner of the Red Devil Tattoo shop, where he works 5 days a week. He is a somewhat younger man of 26 years old, and he is regularly seen with the so-called Devil’s girls. These are ladies who work in the club and provide entertainment... And I mean all kinds of entertainment.
I just hope I don’t have to do that kind of entertainment, then I’ll go straight home.
I decide to stick with it and head home, but not before stopping at McDonalds for a nice meal.
Hey... It’s that time of the month, and I don’t always feel like cooking for myself.
The following days consist of research and courses about life in a motorcycle gang. I’m getting more and more confident in it, and I can’t deny that I’m a lot more excited about it.
On Friday I finish early afternoon and I decide to go to a nail salon to get a manicure. I don’t normally do my nails, but I thought it would come in handy now if they looked a little more groomed.
Then I buy some cool clothes like biker boots, a leather jacket and some tight skinny jeans. It may be a bit cliché, but otherwise I have no idea what to do and this is the best I could come up with.
When I get home I make a nice warm bath for myself, the past few days have been stressful. I can say that I am ready, and we have a good plan in place. I have a burner phone that keeps me in touch with Jack and Brady, they’re the only ones who have that number.
I decide to go to bed early because the next morning I have to be there at 8 am.
