“You want me for that?” Christian asked, surprised.
“Yeah. Ice and Savage—enforcers. Harley—secretary, and Gauntlet will be the Road Captain. Hunter, I’d like you to take cleaner. Your patch will state Lieutenant, but you’ll be the cleaner,” I said when everyone calmed down.
“Can’t exactly advertise that role,” Hunter agreed.
“Nope. Lieutenant covers a multitude of sins,” I replied to his nod. “Ghost is chaplain, and Klutz is our medic.”
“You’re putting us all in the inner circle?” Christian asked.
“Why the hell not? You stepped up, and we need people we can trust in these roles. Tech, Treasurer, and Tail Gunner we’ll find when the right brother comes along.”
There was a knock at the door, and the last person I expected ever to see entered.
“Oh no!” I exclaimed, pointing a finger.
“Suck it up, son, I’m coming,” Texas replied.
“Penny and the kids!” I snapped, my voice going high. Amused glances were being exchanged as Texas yanked out a seat and sat down. He reached over and snatched my list of names from me.
“Ah, good, my role is open.” Texas pulled a pen out, wrote his name down, and slid the paper back to me.
“Treasurer,” I whispered and shook my head in disbelief.
“Thought you’d take my baby girl and grandkids to another state without me?” Texas challenged.
“You bleed Rage, you’re a second gen!” I exclaimed weakly. I didn’t want my father-in-law breathing down my neck.
“Yup. And I’ll still bleed it. Just in Minnesota.”
“Fuck!” I muttered. “What about Penny and the kids?” I asked, grasping at straws.
“They’re all coming. Penny’s looking forward to retiring and running the clubhouse kitchen.”
That was a bonus; Penny was a fuckin’ amazing cook. I perked up a little.
“Thought you’d run off with my baby-girl and grandbabies?” Texas tutted again and shook his head. Ghost began to chuckle as others joined in. I was fucked.
“I’m President,” I snapped.
“Sure, kid!” Texas retorted, teasing in his voice. This was going to be hell.
???
“Calamity!” Texas called.
“Yeah?” I replied, more than a little disgruntled.
“In there, I was messing with ya. In the privacy of our homes, I’ll make you jump through hoops. But in front of everyone, you’ll be Prez. If I show you disrespect, others will. Your father-in-law, bowing his head, will cause others to respect you as well. And I won’t ever undermine your position. You earned this, kid, and I’m fuckin’ proud of you.”
With that, Texas marched off.
“He’ll be a good addition. None of you are frightened of getting your hands dirty. But Texas and Ghost, they’re old school, and you’ll need a bit of that, Calamity,” Drake said from behind me.
I held his gaze. “Probably.”
“Definitely. As much as we try to stay clean, trouble will find us because of our values and morals. You’ll need these two,” Drake continued.
“Even a new start is full of pitfalls,” I mused.
