“Or 732 Skull Valley Road hitting home, brother?”
“Yeah, just go with it. Fuck that means they have eyes on us,”
“Fuck, I’m here and she’s alone.”
“Or 891 Wildfire Street.”
“That's my mom and Lane’s safe house ACE come on.”
“What the fuck do you want?”
“Well a few men that one of your important men shot up and killed reached out to me, wanting retribution.”
“So, to keep you and yours safe here is what I have planned. The men that want your important man, and I mean the one with whom your daughter is in love with. Not the one you’re thinking of either. The VP’s son. Who is he? Ahhh, yes, the enforcer of your club. The notorious Viper. Those men who want him have a rather large warehouse on tribal land just out of San Antonio. It’s filled with candy. Candy that I want. In return, I will tell my boys to not rape your daughters and wives and to leave all their fingers on for now. I will also deal with your other Mexican wanna be gang banger problem.”
“That’s it. Just the fucking candy and it’s over. I don't like to be backed into a corner and I don't play too nicely when my family is being used as a pawn in other’s games, BROTHER,”
“Oh, NO.” He starts to laugh evil and taunting.
“Brother, that's just the beginning of, what shall we call it, a rather long and beautiful partnership.”
“Fuck me, Ace, this guy is fucked.”
“Don't. Don't do it. I’ll find a way to stop him.”
“I see. That is how this is going to play out is it
“Give me the fucking location and leave my fucking wife alone.”
“That's it?”
“For now. Oh, Mr. Austin remember I am always watching.” With that, the line goes dead
“Blade had pinpointed the location he was calling from which was right outside the safe house with Ace’s wife, so this is why he agreed to the warehouse hit. But then the safe houses where shot up and Viper then blown away. It still doesn’t uncover
why the bullet that Viper took was heading toward Abe. So, Abe any answers?” stretching out in the chair. The day drawing out and with it my fucking patience,
“Last time I checked, Capone, I was the Prez. and this was my VP and it’s our club.” His hands link behind his head.
“See, we will get fucking nowhere without trust and fucking honesty.” Lighting my smoke, I eye all the men around the table. They all eye me back and then the two founding members.
“Look. We don’t want your club, we don’t want your patches, we don’t want the responsibility. We want in on all knowledge, we want into the inner running’s and secrets that you seem to have under your belts.” Viper says looking at his father.
Abe nods thinking over what was said to him.
“I have intel on the Devils head, Prez. He’s the one whom stepped in when the last Prez. just disappeared into thin air. He’s ruthless, manic and blood thirsty. They all are hardened criminals who have no moral concept of the law. He wants our club. He wants guns, coke, land, money and power. He wants it all and won’t stop till he has it.”
“His father was with us in the seals. He was crazy as shit and when we got out, he found us when his tour ended. He wanted in, we gave him a patch and he abused the patch, the power, the respect and the honor that came with it. He tried to take what we built and use it for his own gain. When he abused a lady who we found behind a dumpster one night outside the strip club we owned, Abe stepped in. It wasn’t what we were about, making women the laughingstock of a club.” “She was not meant to be placed within the reach of such embarrassment and male abuse. We are animals, yes. We fuck hard, drink our weight or more in hard liquor and do some rather unsavoury things to others, but after hearing her story and knowing what she had been through, claimed by Drake or not, no way was she staying within the hate of his hands as power took over his human compass. There was no more Drake from before war. It was just an angry, violent man relentless on destruction and power play.”
“Abe took her away and we de-patched him then sent him on his way with one-thousand dollars, a lot back then. That was the last we really heard. He came back and forth a few times trying to take us down and threaten us, but his addictions become the better of him and he was all talk until recently, where his son now is powerful. He’s the Prez. of one of Detroit’s dangerous 1% MC outlaw groups, with now 10 chapters under his charter.” My mind rolls as a headache attaches itself inside the lining between my skull and brain.
“WOW, now that’s so fucking insane info there, Brother.” I blow out as all the brothers around the table start to mummer.
“Quiet.” Wise Guy barks.
“See, this is why we deal with a lot of this alone, behind closed doors and never brought to the table. Because it’s years old and needs to be left in the past but the more powerful we became, the more we gained, the more we were talked about and the more respect we got, these scums want to take it from us.”
Abe speaks up his eyes hooded with pain. “That lady is now my wife and I will not fail now. I have to keep her safer than safe and this shit bag isn’t making that easy.” His shoulders fall forward as we all just look at him.
