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“When the fuck did Kurr start fucking with drugs?” I answer, sparking the zippo and rolling the cigar around in my mouth.
“Ahhh, he’s been doing it for a while now.”
Jesus fuck. Kurr dealing in drugs comes as a shock because he’s never mentioned wanting to get his hands dirty with something so mundane like drugs. It runs too much risk and not that much power because you have to spend years upon years building up your respect and street cred. Cred I have, but I’d never taint my image by selling drugs. That’s giving cops something to pin on you. What I do keeps me safe, there’s no law on being a kingpin.
The countless murders, however….
The door swings open and Kurr walks through. “You’re needed.”
Puffing on my cigar, I raise my eyebrows. “Doing?”
“Doing what you were born to do. Now.”
I drop the cigar and follow him, walking back down the dim hallway. The backrooms that display the podium are in a circle, each room features a full glass window which gives bidders a direct view of their purchases. Pushing open the door which leads to the exit, the bright sun hits my eyes as I attempt to readjust them from the dark depths I came from. Slipping the cold mask back over my face, we carry on towards the main house.
“Heard you made an appearance at Archer’s last night,” Kurr says from beside me. Archer is the name of the charity we attended.
“Yeah,” I answer, keeping my head straight. “Hachiro was there with his new toy.”
“Mmm,” Kurr grunts. “I did hear that.” He opens up the main house door and I follow in behind him. “We have an issue that needs resolving, but it’s to happen very delicately and with severe intellect.”
“Alright,” I nod. “What is it?” he walks into the armory and I lean against the door frame, folding my arms in front of myself.
“Your brother and his pack.” He raises his eyes to me and I look at him, waiting for him to continue. “I want to deal with them once and for all.”
“Yeah, somehow, I think there’s a lot more that goes into taking out an entire MC. It’s not as simple as sending me in there in full shred mode.”
“Why not?” he asks with a sadistic smile, what’s left of his burnt skin crinkling under his expression. “I’ve seen you take out an army of men, son. You can handle a pack of bikers.”
Though he has a point, I wasn’t planning on him bringing up Beast. I knew he wanted revenge, and I knew he wanted it bad, but I didn’t think he was in a hurry.
“So what are you thinking, then?” I step forward and take a seat on the chair beside the table.
“I’m thinking of just going in there guns blazing. Unexpectedly. They won’t know what hit them.”
“And if they do know? If they’re waiting on the other side?” I ask, cocking my head and leaning my elbows on my knees. “They’re smarter than you think, Kurr. There’s a reason Beast and Hella were your leading men for so long.”
“True.” He raises his finger. “But that’s also how I know that Beast will be assuming I won’t go against my word and just kill them all.”
“Then what?” I answer. “You don’t even hold that sort of authority to take out a dozen men and leave behind a blood bath. You’ll have to answer to a lot of people, and that’s not how The Army does things. It’s messy.” I throw my ankle over my knee.
“No, but you do. And why are you trying to avoid this?” he asks suspiciously.
I laugh, shaking my head. “I’m not, and the answer is no. There’s a lot at stake here. This is where you have to be diligent.” I stand up. “I’ve got one more thing to do before I head home.”
“You’ve been spending a lot of time outside these gates lately, son.”
“Have you forgotten I have an entire world that I run outside these gates?” I arch my eyebrow before turning on my heel and walking out. I need to find Viking.
“Okay, what’re you doing, man?” Viking asks, pulling on his boots when I walk into his cabin.
“I don’t trust this man.”
“Who? And why would you care enough to not trust him?”
“Because if I don’t trust him, there’s something wrong.”
“Not necessarily,” Viking begins. “You don’t trust anyone.”
