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Goose Iron and I didn't wait for the go-ahead before the two of us got to work. The fact that something like this has been happening within the club is almost too much. The anger my father exuded when he walked in, I now understood. Being so mad but needing to keep it under control to do something about it. I wasn't under any delusions that we would get all the answers Hazzard needed right away, but maybe between Iron and me, we could help find that last little bit of information he could use. What he has is good, but none of it would be enough to hold up in court and ensure the guys involved would, at the very least, be sent to prison. What he needed was proof that the guys he had marked as involved were, in fact, involved. He needed something that would hold up in court but not lead bac

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