The Brothers stop their chatter. I lean back into my chair and scrub my face.
“Brothers, IT has gathered intel on the dark web. The Castro Cartel is pissed, and is searching for information on who killed his Soldiers, took the guns, and the weed,” Demon says, tapping his fingers on the desk.
“They’re not going to find shit,” Diablo says, pulling his beard.
“Damn straight. Of fuckincourse, we need to be on high alert. On another note, Poison and Candy would like us to take their boxes to the Wicked Warriors MC. Fiend and Killer, please take care of this run,” Demon says, looking at us.
“Right, will do,” we say.
“Shadow, do you have the amount of our share for this month,” Demon asks.
“I do. This month we’re going to get fifty thousand dollars, and if you would like to invest, let me or Shade know,” Shadow says.
Shadow is the MC’s Treasurer, and Shade is the Secretary. They work closely with the MC on the MC’s books.
“Fuckintastic, wow, sounds good, okay, hell yes,” the Brothers say, nodding.
“Fuckintastic. Church is done. Satan’s Warriors power,” Demon shouts, slamming the gavel.
“Riding till we die,” the Brothers yell, pumping their fists.
I walk out of the Chapel and walk down the hall. Fiend is walking beside me, looking at his cell.
“Fiend, let’s get the boxes into the cage. I want to eat and take a shower,” I say, looking at him.
“Sounds good. I’ll order some pizza. How about we eat it in my apartment,” Fiend says.
“That works,” I say, nodding.
We grab the boxes from the Princesses' rooms and take them to the cage. We go our separate ways to take a shower. When I’m ready, I walk over to Fiend’s apartment for the pizza.
Our apartments are located on the second floor in the clubhouse. The MC founding Prez and VP have the apartments in the main clubhouse. We have another building where the Brothers and club whores live.
An hour later.
“Brother, are you ready to take the boxes to Poison and Candy?” Fiend says, leaning against the bar.
“Yeah, let’s do this. I want to ensure that they’re safe with those fuckers. I don’t trust them, but if the Princesses are feeling it, it’s good,” I say, taking a pull of beer.
“Yeah, the fuckers appear to love them, and they’re the Prez and VP, so that’s good. I think that they’re going to be happy,” Fiend says, nodding.
Fiend takes a cigarette from my box and lights up.
“Let’s go to the Hell’s Cave Bar after we’re done,” I say, grabbing some chicken wings that Mama Bear made for us.
“Sounds good,” Fiend says, nodding.
Five
Karla
I walk down the hallway to Papa’s office before he has his men reporting in. I need to leave before the bastards start drinking, it’s Friday.
“Papa, I’m going to spend the weekend with Autumn,” I say, trying to keep my face emotionless.
Papa pours his tequila into the shot and drinks it down. Then he pours more and looks at me.
“Karla, this fucking shit has to stop! I don’t like you going out, it’s fucking dangerous. My enemies can take you,” Papa growls, with a hard look in his eyes.
