"One witness described several people wearing dark clothing, but nobody got a clear look at their faces." She said.
"Any plates?" I asked.
"Nothing useful." She said and Derek pointed toward the photograph.
"What about the tire tracks?" Derek asked.
"Too damaged to identify the exact vehicles." She said and I leaned against the table.
"Then we've got nothing." I said and Sarah shook her head.
"We have something." She said and I looked at her.
"We know another group is operating in this area." She added.
The words settled heavily between us.
Another group.
For months, I had believed the conflict had two sides. The Iron Vipers and the Black Reapers. Now there was someone else moving between us.
Someone who could steal from either club while everyone was busy blaming each other an
