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“You callin’ me a pussy?” he asks, getting defensive.
“Calm the fuck down, both of you,” Tarek chimes in. I sit back in my chair and take the man in. Twitch is tall, a little bigger built than me, but that doesn’t mean I won’t kick his ass just the same.
“I’m calm,” I say, raising my hands to make my point.
“Yeah, sure you are,” Ridge snorts.
“Hey, Knight. Come over here, brother,” I call out, ignoring the glare from Twitch. Knight strolls over, and I kick out a chair for him to take a seat which he does.
“What’s goin’ on?”
“You’re goin’ on that run with me. You good with that?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Who else is goin’?”
“Sully, Ridge, Tarek, and me.”
“Sounds good to me. When we leavin’?”
“A few days. I need to make sure Omar is good dealin’ with Twitch on the other shit,” I tell him. He nods his head and reaches for a beer.
“Fine by me, Cage. I could use out of here for a while anyway,” he says.
“Why is that?”
“Claustrophobic, brother.”
“It’s not enclosed or small, you dumb ass,” I tell him.
“Still suffocatin’ as fuck,” he says. I get it. Knight used to be a nomad before he settled here with us. Now he’s family, just like everyone else in this place. But I understand him going a little stir-crazy after spending years on the road.
“I heard that,” I tell him.
“Miss the open road,” he adds.
“I can understand that. You can get out anytime, Knight. Just say the words, and you’re free to ride,” I remind him. He nods, knowing I’d send him on any of the runs he wants to go on if that makes him feel better. I know he misses his time on the road. I can see it in his eyes.
“Thanks, Prez.”
“So Omar. What if he isn’t good dealin’ with Twitch?” Ridge asks.
“Why wouldn’t he be?” Twitch snaps back.
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe because you’re a fuckin’ hot head.”
“Like fuck I am,” Twitch snaps at him.
“Point and case. Look at you. I don’t know what’s gotten into you lately, but your attitude has been shit,” Ridge reminds him. At least I wasn’t the one who had to tell him that.
“Fuck off, man. I haven’t been any kind of way.” Before this shit gets too heated, I change the subject back to the run.
“We have a large shipment comin’ in. Tarek, I need you to get the warehouse ready for that shit and have people lined up to distribute,” I tell him. He nods his head like I knew he would. He’ll take care of that shit.
“We just gonna pretend that everybody isn’t ridin’ my balls?” Twitch asks, going back to the same thing. I lean forward, resting my elbows on the table.
“You wanna drop it or keep it goin’?” I ask, glaring at him.
“I haven’t been any kind of way, Cage.”
