“Thanks, Prez. I won’t let you down.” Ghost stood up and offered his hand.
I grabbed it and held it tightly. “Never doubted you, Ghost, and never will. Go and tell Carmelle to start packing.”
“Will do.” Ghost smiled and moved away.
“Never saw that coming,” Falcon drawled as he approached.
“No, me neither. I know something else you ain’t expecting,” I replied.
“What’s that?”
“Want you as my VP.”
Falcon stared at me. “Klutz—”
“Doesn’t want it. You should be VP here, but it won’t happen. Falcon, you’ll not push for your legacy when Dante steps up. VP is something I can offer you,” I pressed.
“Deal.” Falcon didn’t argue, and I laughed at how easy that had been.
“That quick?” I asked.
“Yup. You’re right, I won’t demand my rights, and I don’t want to be Dante’s VP.” Falcon’s expression showed what he didn’t put into words. The same thoughts that Rosie had shared.
“Welcome aboard, Veep,” I said and clasped arms with him. Falcon smiled, and I saw movement. Ace stood watching us, with a mixture of pride and pain on his face. He nodded in approval before disappearing into the clubhouse shadows again. Falcon turned his head, but Ace had gone.
“You’d better let your parents know,” I stated with a slight wince. I was glad I didn’t have to tell Artemis.
???
I glanced around the meeting room. We were using it to finalise ranks in the club. Falcon sat on my right, a VP patch on his chest. Next to him was Ghost, with his new cut. Those who were entering looked a little surprised at seeing him.
“Didn’t expect you, asshole,” Hunter said as he grabbed a seat.
“Bet you didn’t.” Ghost bared his teeth in a smile.
Gauntlet and Savage exchanged looks, sat down, and glared at Ghost, who kept smiling at them. Ghost was making them uncomfortable on purpose, and I nearly chuckled. Ice, Harley, and Christian entered next, and I decided Christian really needed a road name. The fact that he hadn’t got one yet was a miracle. Klutz was last and shut the door.
“We’re it?” Klutz asked.
“Yes, Sin did try offering up Jett, but I had to refuse,” I replied, and everyone laughed.
“Surprised to see you here,” Savage said to Hunter.
“Mina. She copes with the general public but hates being out in it. A camp surrounded by trees and on land we control is heaven-sent for her. Gonna miss Jett, Blaze, and Slate, but they can’t exactly leave.” They were the three Hunter had prospected with.
“Okay, Falcon and I have been discussing roles. Ghost has had some input as well,” I said.
“Great, I’m on scut for life,” Hunter groaned, and Ghost grinned.
“Guess I’m on shitter duty,” Savage growled with a dark look at Ghost.
Ghost spun in his seat, and when he turned back, he had a mop and bucket in his hand. Savage gaped before roaring with laughter.
“Knew one of you would bitch,” Ghost replied as everyone joined in.
“Well played!” Klutz exclaimed.
“Running down the roles. Falcon is Veep. Christian, and we’re going to get you a road name, is SAA.”
