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Looking about the compound at all the faces. Bikers, police, firefighters, first responders, all of them had the same expression. Revenge. This wasn’t about whose side anyone was on. This was now about striking back at the person, or persons, who dared come into our town and brutally kill several of our own.
A Lawton PD officer named Ben Taylor walked over, his eyes red and swollen from crying. “Detective, Kansas,” the young mansaidgreeted before saying, “My dad just called. He said several bikes just rode past the farm on state road 81 towards Texas. Dad said they were wearing cuts.”
“Taylor, your parents live in Duncan.”
“Did he see the cuts?” I asked.
The young officer shook his head. “No, Kansas. Dad said by the time he heard them, they rode by so fast they left a trail of dust and dirt in their wake. Dad called the Duncan PD.”
The sound of loud pipes roared into the compound, screeching to a stop, causing several of us to turn as a large, familiar man got off his bike. Walking over to us, I greeted him with a hearty hug and a slap on his back. “Monk.”
As the Sergeant at Arms for the club, Monk was the last remaining officer and technically the club’s new President.
Stepping away from Justin, I asked Monk. “Where were you?”
“I was at my sister’s when I heard. I know who hit us. Look Kansas, I’m not taking the President spot. I don’t want it.”
“What do you mean? Take it. You are the only officer left.”
“No. You take it.”
I stepped back, shaking my head. He had to be joking. Now wasn’t the time to discuss this. We needed to go after the fuckers who hit our club and killed our brothers. We could discuss the line of succession later.
“Someone has to lead us.”
“He’s right, Kansas,” Pence said as the rest of the remaining brothers walked over and gathered around.
“Then pick someone else,” I argued, looking at all my brothers.
“You are the oldest,” Pence added.
“By three motherfucking days, Pence. You take the position.”
“No,” Pence shook his head. “It has to be you.”
“Why?”
Pence just looked at me, then cocked his head.
Fuck. I forgot he knew. The first brother to befriend me when I joined, Pence and I became thick as thieves. I was even his best man when he married his wife, Vivian. He was also the only brother in the club that knew of my past and where I came from.
“Fine,” I growled. “I’ll do it for now, but when this shit is over, we are holding a fucking vote and I better not be the only name in the pot. Agreed?”
All the brothers nodded.
Seeing Justin and the other waiting, I walked back over to Justin as he looked at Monk and asked. “Who did this?”
Monk eyed the detective but said nothing.
“Monk,” Justin growled. “I need to know. My sister is lying dead in that clubhouse. They decapitated the Chief’s cousin, Monk. Big Jim is dead. Everyone here knew someone in that damn clubhouse. This isn’t about what side of the law you stand on. This is about family, and someone came into your home and killed your family. Not just yours, but mine too. Whoever did this, whatever you boys decide to do, I want in.”
“Me too,” someone said from behind us.
Turning, I saw several men, not just police, firefighters, or paramedics. I saw civilians that had shown up offering their help. Justin was right. The lines between good and bad were now blurred. We were all on the same side.
Looking at Monk, I nodded.
“It was the Vasquez Cartel.”
