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Hangman’s sittin’ at the boardroom table drinking a beer as the brothers start to filter in for church.
“You’re late!” he snarls, then grins.
Some of us laugh uneasily as we take our seats or in Eight’s case, his position against the wall.
Joker strolls in last, sees Hangman and shakes his head. “What the fuck are you doing?” he says to him.
Hangman takes a swallow of beer. “Thinkin’. There’s so fucking much noise goin’ on I almost went to the Chamber for some quiet.”
A table saw punctuates his words as it grinds through the room.
Joker squeezes his eyes shut then turns to Fender. “How much fuckin’ longer ‘til they’re done?”
Fender shrugs. “Renovations don’t get done in a day.”
Joker’s not appeased. “Get the noisy shit over first so we can think.”
Jawbone snorts. “There ain’t no in-between in construction. It’s gonna be noisy until it’s done.”
Hangman turns to Hash. “You repaintin’ the logo?”
Hash nods. “Yeah. It’ll take a couple of weeks.” The guy’s as artistic as he is an asshole.
“Not ‘til the reno’s done,” Fender says to Hangman, not Hash. “He can’t start until the dust settles, and the walls are painted.”
“Let’s get this fuckin’ meeting over with.” Prez rubs his temples. “I’m getting a headache.”
Joker looks at his notebook. “Let’s start with fines.”
“Let’s,” Coyote agrees dryly. He’s still pissed about the ½ mil fine he got a few weeks ago, which is the source of all the fucking hammering goin’ on in the other room.
“Hangman,” Joker says. “A grand for punching Trigger.”
“Worth it,” Hangman smirks at me.
I give him the finger.
Joker looks down at his notebook. “Trigger.”
“No shit,” I say.
“You caused Hangman to break the church door.”
“You’re kidding, right? Hangman broke the door, don’t matter the reason.” I pause to think. “And it’s gonna be replaced by the renos anyway.”
“Quit your bitching,” Coyote growls. “You’re getting off easy.”
The guy’s laugh at Coyote’s pissiness.
I cross my arms as I glare at him.
“Moving the fuck on,” Joker snaps as he looks at me. “Three more fines.”
“For me? What the fuck do you mean three fines?”
“You punched Hangman. That’s ten bills.”
“I get fined three times for that?”
