“Looks like I could afford her, Senor.” Slipping from the room, through the window and into the dark, with the woman wrapped bleeding and sore in his arms, never looking back. Fast forward to now, and that is how you got Mrs. Austin and the two beautiful women that Viper and I now date.
We are fucked as this Mexican family has held onto that attack, debt, blatant disrespect in their eyes. Ace openly and unashamedly took a women from them, a debt that was needed to be paid for and he ran with her, uprooted her family and set them up on the other side of San Antonio. Far enough to lay out of reach for now but he grew and grew over the years becoming the club that we have now.
He became untouchable, but then after years of slamming it in their faces, the old became the new. The stories past down and added to and now you have this, what we got siting before us, a god dam war over bullshit from way back when. It’s a pride thing more than anything but for us his men, his brothers, to not even know about it shouldn’t it just stay buried.
They want Mrs. A, then they have a death wish, for we will wipe them out in one fell swoop. Problem solved. End of an era. We get to carry on and wait for another gang, club, human to attack us for being the men that we are. We are a club of power and
these humans think they can try to ripple our waters and remove the AOS. Please boys, keep trying.
Problem is the threats on her have been coming in thick for quite a while now. Abe and Ace along with Old Boy and two older members have been handling this, but now, they’ve attacked us at the gun exchange, twice, and that fucking drive by shooting on the safe house. That was the Devils working with the Mexicans, so it’s old meets new war now, baby, and the question is will the old allow the new to take the lead.
“So, Ace, no disrespect, but that chapter you bought in from Nevada, the one that had the informant working with the Knights and the Mexicans. You know the one that shot Viper, when do they get taken out or are, they just out there walking around with intel on us?” I sense the room still, the air sucked out, tension filling the space.
Aces fists clench as a vein pops from his neck and one from his forehead. He’s fucking fuming and so he should be. I’m fuming that he and Abe let scum inside. Breached our walls, breaking code and ratting us and the blueprint of our club to the outside.
He rises from his seat fast, his chair falling over as Abe’s hand flies to his shoulder.
“Easy, brother, it’s their right to ask.” He pats his old friend on the back. I watch Ace with intent and questioning inside my eyes.
“Well, Capone, while you have been fucking my daughter, I have had said chapter and rats locked in a warehouse of my own gathering intel and information.”
Scratching my chin, nodding my head looking at him “And?”
Tilting my head, the side, “And I don’t need to tell you shit,” he snaps at me causing me to snicker.
“Well, Prez., I think you do. I think we all deserve to know.” His face hardened as he blows out a low breath.
“We know this all stems from me and my choices back in the day. The guns, the coke, the tuff wars. I have fucked a lot of people over, fought dirty, taken, stolen and plain in sight pissed people off, so this, all of it falls down on me and me alone.” He picks up his seat, sits back down while lighting a smoke from his pack.
“That’s where you’re wrong. We are brothers, a family. A code was set out and an oath taken. So no, it’s ours,” Viper speaks to him and the room, commanding respect with a voice that screams leadership.
Ace stands from his seat looking at me, “You, stay. The rest give us a minute.” The boys all look at me and I try hard to not flinch at the fire in his eyes. Viper walks past Ace and his hand reaches out fast, pulling him back.
“You, stay.” His tone is dark and we both feel the icy chill break over the room as the brothers, even Abe, walks from the room. Ace walks over to the door looking out he calls for Saylor. Oh, fuck me. Here we go.
“Mrs. H can you fetch Saylor. Tell her I want her in church now.” Mrs. H face pales and her eyes seek mine around the huge frame of Ace. I just nod out to her as Viper taps his nails on the table.
“If you’re going to shoot him, Ace, why do I need to watch?” Ace’s eyes fall to Viper’s, a sick smile spreads over his face as he pulls out his gun placing it down on the table.
“Who said I was going to shoot him?” Spinning the gun on the table it stops on Viper like a sick, twisted version of the high school game spin the bottle. My heart stops and a chill seeps into my veins. Closing my eyes, the last image I see of Saylor is her sleeping body. So peaceful, so beautiful and now that may be all I have left behind my eyes to take to the afterlife, in hell coz let’s face that’s where a man like me is headed.
“While we wait for my daughter, I wanted to speak to you both alone. Viper, you have a rather good sense when it comes to this club and life. You’re always watching, listening and deconstructing. Your opinion on the way things should be run is strong, so I propose that you and Flame work together and see just what you can do different from Abe and me. We talked. I will continue to run things my way with your father and Wise Guy. You and Flame along with two members of your choice will do things your way. We will see just how different we are and if the new way is stronger than the old.”
Rubbing his chin, I watch him. This is a little off, him giving up the reins to Viper. Viper, whom I may add, is sleeping with his daughter also.
“I know things are changing. You boys have staked a claim to my daughters and with that, my daughters get this club. I am the president and I hand it down, so it
will go from them to their partners. Viper, seeing as your father is the VP you already fall into the head seat. You though, Capone, I could kill you right now and that would be the end of it.”
My blood runs cold as Viper begins to laugh. “But that would give me one rather upset and crying daughter. With all that is going on with this club and all its outside drama, a crying, upset, vengeful daughter is not on the top of my fun things to do list.”
Taping his finger over the trigger of his gun I lean forward and point it away from Viper’s chest to the wall as it makes me nervous.
“You know, Ace, this way of handing shit over will cause ripples in the chapters, the other charters will see this as a weakness.” Viper points out. It’s what was also running through my mind.
“Let them think what they want. It’s my club. I will do with it what I will. They will listen if they like it or not, I still run 80% of these charters and the chapters belong under my rule and word, my club and my code.”
With that the door opens and in walks Saylor, her presence alone is suffocating. Right behind her is Senna.
