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“Why did you make the deal with Montana? I don’t understand that. Phantom, Matrix and I have been digging and searching for everything about Satan’s Angels. If you gave us time, we would have found something to take them down, but you didn’t. You went behind our backs again and did what you’ve always done. Why would you do that again?”
“I wanted to ensure the club survived. Ghost was right. We wouldn’t win a war with Satan’s Angels. There are too many of them. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you or the others died. So, I made a deal with Montana to ensure the club survives.”
“Besides money, what is it going to cost us?”
That was the part I didn’t want to talk about. The part that I was ashamed to admit. The part I prayed for never came to fruition.
“Well?”
“One year. I have one year to get the club to agree to the change-over before Montana and the Soulless Sinners come and patch us into his club.”
“You gave him the club!”
I nodded. “I had to. I can’t let any more of my brothers die. The second the world knew about the Golden Skulls, we became persona non grata. Every alliance we had cut ties with us. No one will come near us. We’re on our own.”
“Or what?”
“Or Montana will come and take it all.”
I didn’t have to explain to Player what that meant. He knew. My brother wasn’t a stupid man. Far from it. So, when the realization of what I said became clear, he shook his head. “Why would you agree to that? Were you even going to tell us? There are several of us that have children here, Reaper. Wait a minute,” Player stopped, then looked me dead in the eye. “You said only some.”
Fucker was always too damn smart for his own good.
“Montana only wants certain brothers. The rest he doesn’t care about.”
“Who?”
“Bullseye, Savage, Vicious, Slaughter and Sandman.”
“Guess Phantom didn’t make the cut?”
“No. The Soulless Sinners don’t allow patched sisters.”
“What about you?”
I shook my head. That was the fucked-up part of a takeover. The President never stayed. I knew what would happen the second Montana mentioned the terms. It was a hard pill to swallow, but to save my brothers, I would walk away from it all.
“Can’t have two Presidents in the same club and making me a chapter President isn’t logical. Montana may be many things, Player, but he’s a savvy businessman. Fucker knows what he’s doing. Besides, Remi’s been talking about going home. She misses the ocean.”
“The brothers won’t agree to it, Reaper. I won’t. Giovanni has done business with Montana before. He hates the man. Doesn’t trust him at all.”
“I won’t either,” another voice said, as I looked up to find Ghost standing next to Bullseye, Savage and Matrix. When I looked back at Player, he sighed before handing Bullseye the gun. “Did you get it all?”
“Yeah,” Ghost replied, never taking his eyes off me.
“Catarina and the kids are all packed. Bayou will take you to the airport. Gonna miss you, brother. You ever need anything. I’m only a phone call away.”
Ghost hugged Player before allowing the others to say goodbye. Getting to my feet, I looked at the man I thought I knew and accused, “You set me up.”
Player turned. “I didn’t want to. I wanted things to be different. I hoped they would be, but you will never change. Goodbye Max.”
Two
Vicious
March 2023,
It’s been two weeks since the club woke to find Player, Catarina, and their kids gone. No note, nothing. Just gone. Nobody knew anything, and if they did, they weren’t saying shit. The officers stayed holed up in church with Reaper most days since he dried out. Had to admit that I was happy to see the Prez back in the clubhouse and sitting at the head of the table once more. I thought the club would be happy about it. Apparently, I thought wrong. There was an air of tension floating around, affecting everyone. I could feel it the second I walked into the clubhouse. That’s why for the last few days I’ve avoided the place. Something was wrong, and no one was saying shit.
