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JOKER
DID YOU SEE?
Walking into church, I quickly take my seat and wait for Pres to arrive. It’s been a hell of a forty-eight hours. Cleaning up bodies isn’t fun when you have to get it done before the law arrives.
Bull takes the seat next to mine and gives me a huge smirk. “Well, Joker, did you see the shot Conrad took? Hit that fucker in the eye of all places. Blew his fucking head clean off.”
Chuckling because I didn’t see it, but can imagine. “No, I didn’t, but it must have been one hell of a shot.”
“Did you see Ghost? He was outside the compound fencing, and when they all rode down the driveway, he climbed over that fence as if it were nothing. He ran straight into the line of them lunged forward and grabbed one, snapped his neck and grabbed for another,” Echo laughs as he recalls the incident.
Tread laughs as he speaks, “Did you see the way they tried to get to our bikes? They looped around the clubhouse, but Judge beside me had rigged up a trap where he pulled the chain he’d laid on the ground and yanked it in front of them. The fuckers went ass over tit. They did head rolls and landed hard. Judge was on them before I could spit and cut one fucker's throat before checking the second one had broken his own neck in the fall. The third ran as if his ass was on fire. Well, until I shot him that is.”
Rides belly laughs, gaining everyone’s attention. “Did you see Pres run after one? He can fuckin’ run our Pres. He caught that bike, jumped on the back as if he’d been doing it for years. It was a good thing the fucker wasn’t going fast, mind you, or Pres would talk like he’s sucked helium. But he wrapped his arms around the dude who panicked, and that bike swerved all over the place before hitting another bike. Pres slid sideways off that bike right before the collision. Then he kicked the asshole in the head, and I’m sure killed him instantly.”
“No, I didn’t see that,” I remark while chuckling.
“I saw that, and when Pres jumped on the back of the bike, it reminded me of cowboys when they run alongside a horse before grabbing the saddle and pulling themselves up, all in one motion. You know what I mean?” Books who had been on the third floor of the clubhouse chortles.
Dice smacks his hand on the table, gaining our attention. “Did you see the way Xero shot four of them in quick succession, and shot them in the right shoulder. He was practicing his aim, or so he said.”
We all look at Xero who is smirking but shrugs because he doesn’t give a fuck. I mumble, “No, I didn’t see that.”
“But did you see Snake’s VP come off his bike? And I mean he was lifted off the fuckin’ thing and was dangling in mid-air. Until Pyro lit his ass. He ran around the side of the clubhouse and headfirst into the water tank that we keep for fire purposes.” Whistle laughs. Whistle had been on the fifth floor so had a bird's-eye view of shit going down.
“No, I didn’t see that, but wish I had,” I mumble.
“You didn’t see much did you, Joker?” Truck laughs.
“Seems not, Truck. But I saw Snake and Geri die, and you know, that was enough,” I grin because him dying may be the end of that MC, but we have feelers out. Making sure they have left town, and Kansas hopefully, or we may have to make them leave or stay forever!
Church was in an uproar with laughter. Did you see, is being thrown out, and the hilarity of what happened is better than sitting here with sad faces. Scalpel is fixing up Spencer who has a five-inch slash on his bicep where he got too close to one of the assholes. But to be fair, Spencer took him down and crushed his skull with a rock he picked up from the ground as they grappled. I reckon we may give him ‘Rock’ as a road name? Or Skull may be better?
Pres walks into church with Cap behind him. Taking his seat, he looks around the room. He obviously can tell something has been going on, but he shakes his head and folds his hands on top of the table in front of him.
“Okay, brothers. I called full church this morning to say well done on wiping out the threat that was foisted upon us. Prospects and working prospects. You all showed you are going to be great brothers once your time is done. I’m proud of you all, and I’ll be happy to welcome you to the brotherhood. The first reports from our informants tell me the VP has taken control of the club. He’s led them out of Kansas and into Oklahoma. With any sense he’ll never return here, and I think he saw enough to know we don’t play when war comes to our door,” Pres states all this firmly, and we all know that he is relieved nobody got more than a few cuts and grazes apart from Spencer that is. “Did anyone see Pyro throwing mini fireballs? I have to mention it because it was fuckin’ awesome.”
A few of the brothers laugh and agree they had seen it and thought it was amazing. Others were frustrated that they had missed it. I sit here thinking that I must have missed a hell of a lot while I was dealing with Geri and Miri.
Everyone’s eyes shot to the right of the table when a small bottle of water lifted from the table, jiggled in the air a moment before falling to the table with a thud. Stunned, everyone froze for a moment. I, however, didn’t stop the laugh that burst out of me. I applaud the sight and knew Bono, Tank, and Pyro would appreciate the acknowledgment.
“What the everlovin’ fuck was that?” Conrad gasps.
Pres doesn’t miss a beat as he replies, “That’s our resident ghosts.” Then gives his feral smirk as he says, “We aren’t scared of no ghosts!”
Chapter 28
MIRI
It has been a few days since the attack on the club and Geri dying. I'm not even surprised that it ended this way. She had lost her mind in my opinion. Why would she get involved with someone like them? I don't know and I will never understand.
I’m sitting in the common room at the clubhouse, and my mind is numb with thoughts of what must happen next. I know we’ll have to bury her. She cannot just disappear. Well, she could if I make up a lie that she left without saying where she was going, but for myself, I think I need closure.
Snake and his club came here to take over the territory and what the Restless Demons MC have. Geri came here to get whatever money she could get from me. It would not surprise me if she had already cashed in and spent what the lawyer had just put into her bank account.
“Miri, can you come to the Pres’ office? He’d like to speak with you,” Finger is standing next to me at the table, and I had been so zoned into my thoughts I had not even realized he was there until he spoke.
“Okay, Finger. Let me take my glass back into the kitchen.” I quickly pick up the glass from which I had been drinking freshly squeezed orange juice Jo had given me.
