I needed to get some shit off my chest and violence seemed like the best place to put the anger.
The guy in front was obviously the new in charge and he looked pissed.
“Missed a meeting this morning,” Hawk pointed out. “Any particular reason?”
“Yeah, we had to deal with a burnt down fucking clubhouse.”
“That could be dealt with after the meeting,” Alex added.
He shot me a look behind but didn’t say anything. I didn’t recognise him which meant that the entire club was shifted to enforcers and none of the top guys made it.
That was interesting.
“We’ll meet you when we’re good and ready,” the guy said. “Until then, you can fuck off back to Kilkenny. We’ll call you.”
“No dice,” Hawk said. “We’ll talk now since it looks like you got time.”
“We don’t have time now, you fucker,” the guy beside the new Prez sneered. “We gotta clean up the mess you fucking made. Bury our dead.”
“And promote yourselves, it looks like,” Alex added. “You can do that after we’re done.”
“Like fuck!”
The other two goons came at us with ferocity. I launched over to protect Alex who had been taken by surprise. I clocked the guy with the but of my gun and went to help Hawk who was wrestling with the new Prez. An all out brawl erupted and we had members running at us from all angles.
I clocked the next guy who ran up to me. Putting my full force behind every kick, punch and stab, I mowed down every guy who came for us. Hawk and Alex werehandling their own. Rebel, Fury and Savage were wiping off their blades they’d been using, bodies laying on the ground around us yet again.
“Stop this!”
We all paused, mid punch, to see an older woman coming down the steps of the burnt clubhouse, two women behind her. They all had red rimmed eyes. They had cuts on their bodies.
I knew they were ol’ ladies and judging by the angry looks on their faces, I could tell they were now widows.
Because of us.
“Enough of this,” she said as she approached. The new president cowered beside her, his head hung low. “This is stupid and before you start, O’Leary, I am well aware this was started over a year ago by our former president. I am not disputing the error has been played by our side either, but this is enough, we have more than enough to bury and I’m sure you are hurting too. Let us go our separate ways.”
“We still need to discuss the issue with Viking,” Alex said. “That was why we wanted to meet, to discuss it but when they didn’t turn up, we came here to talk.”
The woman looked to the new president. “Is this true, Jeremy?”
“You know how much we are dealing with, Ma.”
So he was the son of the last president, no wonder he was so headstrong. I almost felt bad for the kid if he hadn’t been such a dick.
“Tomorrow,” the woman said to us. “We will come and discuss with you. We will honour the codes our charters have set forth.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Hawk said. “We’ll roll on out. We just want to come up with something to put this shit behind us. That’s all.”
She nodded. “Good. We’ll be there tomorrow.”
Hawk made the signal for us to all get on our bikes and leave. I was still anxious, I wanted this to be done. They either kick my ass, kill me, or whatever, but I wanted a resolution.
I followed the others out of the Reapers compound, and headed back to Kilkenny. It was like I was waiting for death, and it had my chest seizing.
Shae
Tierney came back into the room with the burgers I had requested. I was almost salivating over the smell coming from the bag.
