“Fuck no,” Wynter snarls, shaking her head.
“Wynter, get gone,” War yells, resting his hands on his waist, raising his eyebrows into a unibrow.
“Hump . . . . what fuckingever,” Wynter yells, looking at me.
I kiss her, and then I help her down from my lap.
“Get some rest,” I say, kissing her temple.
“Fuck,” Wynter groans, walking to the room.
War whistles and the bros stop talking.
“Church, now,” War roars, walking towards the Chapel.
We walk into the Chapel to attend Church. I take my seat, leaning back. I look around at the bros as they take their seats, and they look tired.
Of fuckingcourse I’m tired.
“Church is now in session! These motherfuckers, the Satanic Bastards MC, have now officially started a fucking war. We will get these motherfuckers; that’s a promise! They took the money and the drugs, killed Max, the leader of the Midtown gang, and that fucking suck,” War rants, slamming his fist on the table.
“We will find out if the Midtown gang has anything to do with the motherfucker Satanic Bastards MC knowing about the exchange,” Taz growls, pulling at his beard.
“As soon as we get the DETS, we will go after the motherfuckers,” War yells, looking around the room.
“Do we know how many attacked,” Tas asks, looking at Death, Mayhem, and I. Rage is with Medic getting the gunshot taken care of?
“We didn’t see them approaching; it was fucking dark,” Mayhem says, shaking his head.
“Blood and I were guarding the entrance,” Death says, rubbing his neck.
“What the fuck, so what the fuck happened,” War growls.
“They were wearing all black, we didn’t see them, but we started to return fire,” Mayhem says, looking fucking pissed off.
“It all happened fast, so yeah, I feel that the Midtown gang snitched or were forced to do this deal,” I say, looking at my Prez and VP
“Fuck, they did place a bigger order this time,” War grunts, pursing his lips in a tight line.
He’s fucking pissed off.
“That’s what I think happened,” I say, nodding.
“It fucking sounds like a duck, it quacks like a duck, it fucking is a duck! The motherfuckers set us up to take the drugs and the money,” War yells, shaking his head.
“Snoopy, do your thing! Snoop into everything, and I mean everything on the Satanic Bastards MC. If they breathe on anything, I want to know,” Taz barks, looking at our IT Snoop.
“On it,” Snoopy says, nodding.
“Mayhem, Death, and Vicious in the Vault! We need to get these sons of a bitches yakking,” War shouts, grinding his molars.
“Everyone is on high alert; for now, we could go into lockdown. We can’t have our woman hurt in this war,” War seethes; the vein in his forehead is fucking flickering.
The motherfucker will have a fucking heart attack if he doesn’t calm the fuck down.
“Motherfuckers, get some rest because this is getting fucking serious,” Taz snarls.
“Church is adjourned! One For All,” War shouts, slamming the gavel.
