A/N I do not own SOA. I hope you all like this chapter. It is very interesting. I hope you find it as interesting as I did in writing it. Comments are always welcome.

Chapter 9

The next afternoon Angie, Jax and the boys sat comparing notes in the hunting cabin. Since Juice had the technology setup there, it just made sense to meet up there. They had just finished reading the calendar of Mark's from the police file and were looking through the names of Maroney Mining business associates to see what current relationships were still active.

Hey Ope, what did you and Peter find out about the 3 people who were injured in the explosion?" Jax asked.

"Peter and I have current info on all three of them. Here are their current business activities." Opie said

"Juice, use that access I gave you to cross reference these 3 names against current Maroney business associates." Angie said.

"I am on it Angie," Juice said.

"So does anything stick out as strange to you Angie?" Happy asked.

There are 2 things. Mark had an appointment with a Randall Fahey scheduled for the Thursday after the explosion. I have no idea who this is or what this was about. The other is an appointment on the following Friday."

"What was that appointment Angel?" Jax asked.

It says MDM, Bob RDVBM," Angie said.

"What the hell kind of code is that?" Juice asked.

MDM was Matt, those are his initials," Angie paused. "RDVBM is my law old firm."

"What were your brothers meeting with someone from your law firm about?" Happy asked. "I would think having a lawyer in the family was enough."

"I don't know, but I am going to find out. Funny thing is that it wasn't in Matt's calendar. So, was the appointment about Matt or with Matt?" Angie asked.

"Well I guess you need to find out." Opie said.

"That is a good possible lead. What else do we have to follow up on?" Angie said.

"Bingo." Juice said.

"What do you have Juice?" Jax said.

"One of the names in Mark's calendar. Davis Parker." Juice said, leaning back in his chair.

"Hey I know that name. He is working with Maroney Mining on some alternative disposal methods of waste water from mining operations." Angie said.

"Well, Mark met with him the day before the accident. And the guy owns a company that specializes in site cleanups." Juice said.

"Why would Mark need to consult someone about a site cleanup? We have never had an accident of any significance that needed clean up." Angie said.

"Maybe it wasn't what Maroney Mining owned, but what it was getting ready to own." Jax said.

"Could be Jax. If Mark thought there was something hinky with the land deal he would have brought in as many experts as he thought necessary to get the answers necessary." Angie said.

"Hinky?" Happy said.

"Oh shut up Hap." Angie said, giving him a jab in the arm. They all laughed at the exchange and then refocused.

"Hey these 3 people who were injured all have current interactions with some part of the Maroney empire." Juice said.

"Ok then. Sounds like to me we have 5 good leads. The 3 other victims, Davis Parker, and this Randall Fahey." Angie said. "Juice, can you pull everything you can on these people and then we can continue this."

"You can rule out 2 of the other victims. It looks like all they buy from you is cattle. Unless the cattle business has gone back to the wild west days, I would say they are clean." Juice said.

"Well, let's check them out just to be sure," Opie said. "Once we rule them out, that just means we don't have to come back to them again."

"Agreed." Jax said. "Then let's focus on the other 3. Angie are you going to check out the meeting at the law firm?"

"I will." Angie said. She looked over at Happy. "You are looking a little pent up there Happy. Needing to get out and kill something?"

"No, just always get this way during the intel part. I do much better at being patient when I know who I have to be patient for." Happy said.

Angie laughed. "I know the feeling. Oh, look at the time. I need to get back to the house to meet with the event planner. Charity events don't plan themselves you know."

"I think I will stay up here for a while, see what Juice digs up." Jax said. "I brought my bike just for this reason."

"Awww, and I thought you rode it up here because I won't let you drive the Chevelle?" Angie teased.

"Get out of here Angel, your planner awaits." Jax leaned in and kissed her. Angie gathered herself and headed out the door. When Jax had heard the car head down the hill he turned to Juice.

"Find me everything you can on Sandy Maroney. I think we need to add her to the list." Jax said, pulling out a cigarette. "In fact, check out all the Maroney widows."

Happy had ridden his bike about 10 miles up the pass, just past the crest. He needed to get out, clear his mind. Heading into Percy wasn't an option so he had headed up the winding highway into the mountains. He had parked in the overlook area and was sitting there smoking a cigarette when the pickup truck pulled up next to him. Looking over, he recognized the face. It was Maggie.

"You got cows all the way up here?" Happy said.

"No, but it looks like we might have something in common," Maggie said.

"And what is that?" Happy asked taking a drag from the cigarette.

"Needing to get away." Maggie said. "I come up here and just sit probably 3 times a week. The view is fabulous, and when I get up here it is just like it all, it all"

"Goes away, and you are left with a clarity." Happy said.

"Exactly." Maggie said.

"You know what else can do that for you?" Happy said.

"What?" Maggie asked.

"A ride on the bike. The wind, the view, the freedom." Happy said.

"This an offer?" she asked.

"Sure, get on, let's see where the road takes us." Happy handed her the helmet and she put it on. Happy flipped down the pegs and helped her climb on. "Hold on, I like to go fast."

"So do I," she said as she slipped her arms around his waist and leaned into his back.

Angie walked into the dining room and greeted her planner. She worked with the planner and her staff for several hours. They outlined the event, the guest list, the menu. Angie was very specific on all aspects of the event. The event was set for the following Saturday, 10 days away. Angie made it clear who were must attends on the guest list, and that she would be needing some invitations to use at the spur of the moment. When it seemed all the details had been covered, Angie showed the planner and her staff to the door. Turning around Angie headed toward the study. She found Mason sitting on the couch holding the picture Angie had been looking at the day before.

"I look just like him," MJ said.

"A little different, but for the most part yes you do." Angie said sitting down next to him.

"Can I ask you a question Aunt Angie?" MJ asked.

"Sure MJ, what is it?" Angie said.

"Are Jax and his friends going to kill the person who killed my dad?" MJ asked.

Angie just sat there for a minute. That wasn't the question she had been expecting. Thinking carefully, she started her reply. "What makes you think that MJ?"

"Mom might not have been around much, but she had lots to say about your 'life.' She said Jax was a criminal, and had probably killed people."

"Well you have met him, what do you think?" Angie was trying to gather intel before answering.

"I think he is great. Do I think he could kill someone? Yeah I do. I guarantee Happy could," MJ said. Angie tried to hide her smile as he said that. "But I think there is more good in Jax from what I have seen than criminal."

"You are a good judge of character." Angie replied. "Look, when you live to be my age, you have things in your past. Everyone does, including your Mom and your Dad. Remember one thing about people. What they do does not always mean that is who they are."

"I understand, now is Jax going to kill the person who killed my dad?" MJ said.

"He is going to help me find out who did it, and the guys are helping too. What we do once we know who is responsible is for the adults to know and that is all I am going to say about this. Got it." Angie said, giving MJ a stern look.

"Got it," MJ said. MJ got up from the couch and headed for the door. MJ stopped and turned around when he got to the door. "But just for the record, I hope he blows their fucking head off."