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Chapter Seven
War sipped his cupof coffee waiting for the guys to come in. Council was in ten minutes and he had a long list of everything he wanted to discuss. After lunch when he found out there were parts of the MC business he didn’t even know about, he’d asked questions and spent time trying to figure out what all he was in charge of. He wasn’t done by any means, but he’d identified most of the businesses.
Maybe he’d give Gage a call. His youngest brother had chosen to be a part of their Texas chapter. When he heard Gage was going to prospect there, he’d understood. Gage hadn’t gone into the military. He’d wanted to prospect after high school but he’d believed the old timers might not see him as an adult. Although the Texas chapter knew Gage, they hadn’t bandaged his scraped knees or taught him to ride a bike. War understood wanting to make your own way. Chatting with Gage might give him insight and he missed his brother. Maybe a trip to Texas was in order, too. A six-hour ride would be a great way to think and relax.
Where the hell was everybody? They were never late for council unless it was an emergency. He didn’t hear any gunshots or see any blood, so they better have a good excuse for disrespecting him and his office.
Bear peeked his head in. “Hey, you need to come see this.”
He followed Bear out, wondering what he had to see and why it was disrupting his meeting. The garage door where he’d parked his bike last night was open. Everyone was gathered around, and most were taking pictures and videos. Laughter and jeers had him pushing through to see.
“Didn’t know you were into high heels, brother.”
“I’m not sure we can keep you as president if pink’s your new signature color.”
His brothers’ words flying at him had him curious. His first glimpse had him clenching his hands and trying to contain his temper. He had no doubt he could blame Remington for the decorations on his bike. He hoped she was ready for what she unleashed. He’d tried to be a little nicer in deference to his mom but screwing with his bike was war. He didn’t get his name for being a pushover.
The heel on his kickstand had him ready to scream. Seriously, a pink heel! He’d never hear the end of this. He needed to get their minds off his bike and on to something else. He’d figure out a way to get her back later, and he would be getting her back.
“Glad you all find this so funny. It shows a glaring opening in our defenses if she can get on our property and deface my bike.” He glared at each of them. A couple had the decency to look down. Baron patted him on the back.
“Way to deflect. You and Remington need to come to a cease fire. We’ve always had a good working relationship with them.”
War kept his cool, but his dad’s words irritated him. How the hell was it his fault Remington did this to his bike? It’s like his dad wasn’t even looking at the fact she and most likely her sisters had broken into the garage. He’d get her back, but he’d have to do it in a way Baron wouldn’t find out. He’d take his time and figure it out. Anticipation of the payback was half the fun.
“Let’s get inside. You’re all late to council.”
They’d meet for council and then he’d start researching. There had to be something in her past to exploit. He didn’t want to cause any harm, but he wouldn’t mind pissing off the little princess and showing her who was boss.
With trying to get a handle on running the MC, he needed to be devoting his time to improving their money flow and looking at increasing their members. Remington was a distraction he didn’t need but he would not allow her disrespect to him, and his bike, to go unpunished. He was the president of Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC, and she would show him the respect afforded him. If he allowed her to disrespect him, what would that say to the new brothers when they came in?
What he’d really like to do was spank her butt for disrespecting him then spend the next few hours exploring her curves. Why did he have to be attracted to the woman who jumped on his last nerve? Why couldn’t he take what some of the women who visited the compound so readily offered? Each time one of them came on to him, all he could think was they weren’t Remington, which only made him madder.
He waited for all of them to gather around the table. They had a lot to go over and not a lot of time.
“Roam and Rascal, how’s the tattoo shop going?”
“Good. Rascal and I have talked about getting security cameras at some point. There’s no money missing but things have been off a couple times. Items misplaced. For a little while, I thought I was just losing my mind because I was low on sleep because of the kids.”
“Roam, it’s not your imagination. I told you I thought I was just getting old. Things I know I put in my cabinet are suddenly in a different station or even in the office.”
“Okay, Scoop’s visiting his mom but when he gets back, have him look at a system. I think we need to upgrade all of them since we can’t even keep the compound secure.”
He paused. He knew Bear was going to chew them all out because he’d mentioned that gate multiple times. He agreed with Bear, but Baron and Rascal had pushed that they’d always had it that way. As the new president, he walked a fine line moving them forward while keeping the originals happy.
“If you all would have listened to me and taken care of it when I asked the previous hundreds of times, we wouldn’t have had a problem.”
