“Thanks, honey.”
He left me and I focused on finishing my client’s notes.
Doc
Ibanged the gavel and called the meeting to order. Tonight was officers only in prep for Church the next night. This meant, the meeting was closed and confidential, the difference being, Orion was joining us.
“Thanks for giving up your family time,” I said. “I think it’s time to make a plan about what to do with Sugar Bear.”
“Kill him,” Doom suggested.
“Slowly,” Alamo added.
I nodded. “As much as I agree with both of you, if we do this, we’ll have a spotlight the size of Oklahoma on us, and I’m not really interested in law enforcement being anymore up our asses than they already are.”
“Are we gonna get to play with him a little at least?” Badger asked.
“Take a pinky, maybe?” Dash piped in and the room laughed.
“I absolutely plan to have a conversation,” I said. “But first, we gotta find him. He’s gone to ground.”
“Like the pussy he is,” Dash grumbled.
“No doubt. But Rabbit’s got a lead and he’s gonna follow that lead all the way. The bottom line? This is war, and like Minus said, it may have started in Portland, but it’s gonna fuckin’ end in Savannah.”
The room erupted in hoots of agreement and I banged the gavel for order.
“Orion, how long are you staying?” I asked.
He knew the question was loaded, so I wasn’t entirely sure how he was going to answer.
“I’m here until this shit is resolved,” he said, and now I knewhisanswer was just as loaded as my question.
I nodded and turned back to my brothers. “Okay, we’ll reconvene tomorrow once I have more information on where Sugar is. Lock your families down. Be prepared to have them here for a few days, but I want them guarded until lock down.”
I banged the gavel. “Dismissed.”
