“You know it.” Her mouth moves closer to mine, her kiss hot, heavy. full of promise and demand. A clearing of a throat stops the kiss her lips linger as my hands itches to strip her naked and fuck her right here.
“Girls out now. We have shit still to discuss.” Aces voice grits out as Saylor’s shoulders sag.
“Sorry, babe,” I mouth onto her lips.
“Later. I promise you can do all the bad things to my body,” I whisper stealing a quick grope of her tit under her top. Her braless nipple’s hard. My cock twitches inside my pants. Fuck me, this woman will be the death of me. Of that I am sure. The girls walk from the room as the brothers are called back in taking their seats.
I shift in pain in my seat trying to pull my jeans out to release some pressure from an almighty hard on. One handed it is a struggle. Blade laughs as he takes the seat next to me.
“How’s the arm, Brother.”
“Sore. Thanks for asking,” I bite out.
“You will get yours one day,” I say to him as he pulls his phone from his pocket, numbers flashing over the screen. Para-something catches my eyes before he swipes it away.
“Ha. No more daughters left for me to get shot over, Brother,” his tone full of laughter as he opens his phone and flicking out a random sequence of numbers and letters. This dude is totally wired, but he’s a killer at what he does and a beast in the sack or so we have herd. Not too bad at shooting either. Other than Viper he’s the brother I am the closest to.
***
As we sit in church, Ace orders Mrs. H to bring us in coffee and food as it’s been hours now. We have gone over the files from Blade, the intel Flame pulled, and the gun deal that Nitro went on. Stolen guns from the Mexican Cartel that were way past ever being good for anything other than blowing yourself up if you fired them. Suicide wish with a trigger they were.
“Did that gun deal get cleaned up!?” Ace screams into the small room the air slowing being too hot. Standing from the table I crack open the outside windows pulling fresh air into my lungs before I turn and face the stressed Prez.,
“Yep. An old mate cop in our pocket cleaned that up. Cost two fucking K though.” Running my hand through my hair Wise guy whistles out.
“This cop is costing us more than he’s worth if you ask me.”
“Well, lucky we fuckin’ aren’t asking you,” Ace screams at him. Viper’s hands slam down on the table, papers flying.
“Don’t speak to him that way, Ace. He’s right,” he says through gritted teeth. Ace eyes Viper through a death stare. This is going to be one long, painful day.
“Look, let’s just get to the bottom of this shit, ok?” My tone is blunt. I’m tired and I wanna check on Saylor. I also have some much needed work to do on my bike, adding in foot pegs for my lady is one of them.
“Fine,” Ace bites out picking up more papers.
“So, the guy who called with the location of the safe houses, who wanted that ‘CANDY’ from the Mexican Cartel, that we ended up getting ambushed at and Viper being shot, how is that going for us? Because from where I’m sitting it’s a mess. Viper got shot, the safe house locations breached, the guns now moved and the Cartel even more rampant on our asses. The Mexican gang banger problem is still hanging over our heads with more threats coming in on that daily. You paid out twenty pounds of coke and one hundred AKA’s that we still have to pay for. That we took from the Reapers deal. Then lost the other guns for them from the contact Nitro looked at, so we had to get back in bed with the Irish whom now want more control. Also, now the Reapers are wanting to pull back from our deal and get in bed with the Irish.”
I watch as Ace and Abe eye each other and then me again with a how do you know this. “They spoke to Viper and me about this on this last run where we were attacked again, if I may add and threatened over your Mexican gang bang problem. So, I propose that you allow us to make some decisions regarding this because all yours so far have caused shit to blow up in our faces and us to become a target and now known to buckle to threats and demands.
Blade pressed play on the phone recording from Aces phone the day the Candy deal come about.
Blade nods at me as Ace’s face falls while his jaw clenches. I have trust issues with him, and Abe right now. Wise Guy told me to come at them with fire and that’s what I am doing. If they don’t want Viper’s threat to go rogue and nomad, then they better listen up. It’s going against so many codes, rules and unspoken moral respect but times are changing. We need to step into the future not stay back in a past where this was a lifestyle. Now this is a fight for fucking power, dominance and survival.
“What makes you think I have an I'll scratch your back, you scratch mine, mentality?”
“Favor? I owe you no favors.”
“I don't bargain with anyone, son, and definitely not the fucking Cartel.”
You then hear Viper yelling for it to be placed on speaker phone.
“Speaker put it on speaker,” The thick Mexican accent rasps out through the room.
“Favor? A favor you will give unless you want the little safe house blown up.”
“Well, son, I don't work too well with threats, so best you try again.”
“626 Creeks Road ring a bell there, Prez.?”
