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“Already did. Went to voicemail,” Bank said, waving his phone at me.
Shaking my head, I groaned. “Enigma.”
“On it,” Enigma said, the club’s tech guy, while getting to his feet.
“Does anyone know the name of the pussy he went to see?”
Pyro grinned. “Holly.”
“Fuck,” I groaned, hanging my head. Holly Evers was my brother’s fucking kryptonite. Ever since that bitch turned legal, Gunner tried everything to get into her pants. Even I had to admit the bitch was fuckable, but she wasn’t my type. No matter how much I tried to talk Gunner out of it, the horny bastard had to have her. When he accomplished his task, he was fucking gone on the bitch. They’d been shacking up ever since. I thought when she left for college that would be the end of it, but fuck no. Every time she came home for summer vacation, I had to deal with Gunner going off the rails and acting like some horny pubescent teen. I had nothing against Holly. She was a rowdy chick. Didn’t take shit from anyone. According to my brother Gunner, she was an animal in the sack. She was also the only one who could get my brother to forget about the club and his responsibilities.
She was a problem.
A big one.
“When did she get back?”
“Last night, apparently. She sent Gunner a text saying she was home for good and wanted to know if he was free.”
Fuck, that’s right. The bitch graduated, and now she was going to be a permanent fixture in town. I needed to get this shit taken care of fast before my brother went off the rails and did something stupid, like getting the bitch pregnant or worse, married the woman.
“And let me guess. Gunner kicked dirt and got the fuck out of here so fast he left dust in his wake.”
“Yep.”
“I’m going to fucking kick his ass when he gets back.”
Enigma returned, shaking his head. “He’s here. Just rode in.”
Drumming my fingers on the table, I waited for Gunner to show his ugly mug. When he did, I stood as he approached with a shit-eating grin on his face. Good thing that grin didn’t work on me anymore because I hauled off and punched him in the face. I said nothing, didn’t even flinch when he staggered back, rubbing his chin.
There wasn’t anything to say.
Club first.
Pussy second.
He knew the drill.
Gunner kept his fucking mouth shut, taking a seat as I returned to mine. “Now that everyone is here, we have an order to fill. Gunner, you will take the lead since you seem well rested and thoroughly fucked. Pick three brothers and head out immediately after church. I want the shipment guarded and hand delivered. Absolutely no fuck ups and no sight-seeing. Just deliver the damn goods and make sure the cash is legit. Enigma, get with Bank and make sure that when the cash arrives, we don’t have any problems dispersing it. We have a meeting in two weeks with the Scorpions on the West Virginia border. I want every brother packing for that meeting. I do not trust those fuckers.”
“You expect problems, Prez?” Trip asked.
“Not taking any chances. Those fuckers have burned us before. They do it again and it will be the last time. Before I forget, Frankenstein has asked for help at the Distillery.”
The room groaned.
No one wanted to work with Frankenstein. The man was nuttier than a fruitcake for sure, but he was the best for creating our product. A special blend of my creation, Frankenstein, patiently worked with me for months to get the formula just right. Now, we delivered our product up and down the east coast to all the bars and M.C.’s around.
“Well?” I asked, when no one volunteered. “Okay then, guess I’ll pick.” Looking around the table, I eyed every brother. I already knew who I was going to choose. I just enjoyed watching them sweat for a bit. “Priest, you’re up.”
“Oh, come on man!” Priest griped. “What the fuck did I do to you?”
“Nice language their Priest. How many Hail Mary’s is that going to cost you?” Enigma chuckled.
Priest flipped Enigma the one finger bird as we all laughed.
“Anything on the special project?”
