By dinner time Madison was home chatting away with all of us girls. When Hyde first got here I thought things would be rough for the entire day but as soon as she laid eyes on her nephew her temper faded. Romy on the other hand was still pissed that I could lie about who his father was and lying about him being adopted. She took a little more kissing up but she seemed over it now. Izzy pulled me aside and let me know that she was fine with my decision. She wasn’t a fan of Diamond and had promised to have a chat with her. Even though I begged her to let me handle shit there was no doubt in my mind that Izzy would be dealing out her own punishment.
I excused myself long enough to help Hunter with his bath and get his pj’s on. I left him in the den with a babbling Tivie and the prospect before returning to the kitchen with the girls. In the short time I was gone the girls had broken out the wine. I sat at the bar gossiping about the catty bitches we used to go to high school with and the latest celebrity gossip til almost midnight. I had even facetimed with Trevor so he could personally meet everyone. He easily won everyone over and promised a visit in the near future. We finally decided to call it a night but apparently the girls visit had turned into a sleep over. All of us had been drinking and we had no idea where the guys were to escort everyone home so it looked like they were stuck here. It didn’t bother them one bit. Carrin and Athena had designated the second floor hall closet to the girls who didn’t physically live under this roof. I guess they’ve had a few nights like this already and it was easier if everyone had a change of clothes instead of borrowing from everyone else.
With the help of the prospect I was able to get Hunter off the couch in the den and up to his room. With Hyde and Izzy on the sectional in the den, Romy curled up on the couch in the living room. I left everyone and went upstairs to my room. When I went to check on Hunter he was wide awake and sitting up in his bed. “I’m not sleepy momma,” he told me with a yawn.
I grinned to myself because I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was crashed out again. “You’re not? How bout we watch that turtle show for a little bit then? Mommy will curl up with you for a little while.”
“Great! Uncle Happy show’d me how to use de remote. I can watch’em any time I want to momma.”
I made a mental note to personally thank Happy for that shit. I’ll never be able to watch anything but those damn turtles now. Oh well, at least, they would occupy him long enough to get to sleep. Twenty minutes into the first episode both Hunter and I crashed.
Again the next morning I woke up in my own bed wondering how I made it there. Hunter was sitting on the bed with the remote in his hands looking for something to watch. “Morning baby. Are you ready for breakfast?”
“Not right now mommy. Daddy said it was alright if I waited to go down wif you. It’s still early momma.”
I looked at the clock before questioning my son. It wasn’t even seven yet. He was right, it was still too early to be up and moving. “When did you see daddy buddy? Has he been here to check on you already?”
“No momma, I woke’te’ted him up. He said to be quiet not to wake you and he’d be back to see me later. We’re going to get my bike tonight momma.”
“Did you just say you woke daddy up? You know you’re not supposed to go down the stairs without someone buddy.”
“You’s silly momma. I didn’t go downstairs, I came in here for you and daddy was here again this morning.”
Well, shit; he was in here AGAIN. I guess that explains how I keep getting into my own bed.
Chapter 10
Axle
I sat at the head of the meeting table wishing I was still curled up beside Avery. I didn’t make it over to see her before everyone was asleep. Like a complete stalker I carried her ass to her bed room and stole a few hours beside her while she slept. Eventually I’d have to own up to sleeping in her bed but I wasn’t going to open that can of worms until she brought it up.
Drawing my thoughts away from my girl and back to the meeting in progress I listened to Tank give the play by play of what they’ve done to the Grizzlie fucker we’ve had on lock down since Sunday. With Wall’s instruction, he and Blaze took joy in torturing the asshole. Wall was still pouting like a damn baby because he could only watch. He wasn’t able to join in the fun cuz of his bum arm.
“My knuckles are all fucked up from the beating we put on that sum-bitch last night. I never thought we would get that fucker to crack,” Tank said to the group.
“Yeah he still didn’t give us much though. We’re planning on going back to visit him when we’re done here; left that asshole strung up from the rafters,” Blaze added.
“Did you managed to get anything useful out of the douche bag,” I asked?
“They only thing he kept saying was something about us stealing money from the club,” Tank answered.
“Well that’s funny because, Zeus, Hawk, and I met with the Grizzlie Prez and SA from the Kingstree chapter yesterday. They made it clear that they had no idea anyone was in town from their Denver chapter. Whatever grudge there is with us, other than the normal hate we have for each other, is with that chapter alone. He was going to reach out to the uppers. I guess they want to keep this shit contained just as much as we do.” I looked at my brothers’ faces before I continued, “I warned them though, that an attack on us being the mother charter would be dealt with throughout the whole nation. He said he’d call when he’s heard something, for now I think we should all say hi to our visitor. Everyone in favor of taking a field trip say aye”.
“Aye,” came at me from all sides of the table. “Alright, you crazy fucks, let’s go,” I said slapping the gavel.
In no time at all we gathered in the pole barn we kept buried deep in the woods of the compound. My boys had worked this mother fucker over something big. They had him hanging by his arms with his feet barely touching the ground. The fucker was either asleep or unconscious. Either way it was time to wake his ass up. I had an appointment with my son to go get a bicycle and this asshole wasn’t going to interfere with that.
“Get some water and throw on his ass. I want this fucker awake, NOW,” I roared.
Zeus went outside to fill the old five gallon bucket we kept by the door with water while I looked at Wall trying to gage my brother’s mind set. The fucker had a smile on his face. Being he was the one normally dealt with getting fuckers to talk he was itching to get in on the action. I laughed out loud as I called him on it. “Easy killer. You can let the rest of them have some fun for a change”.
“Can’t help it brother. You can’t even imagine the shit I’ve got running through my head right now. This fucker’s going to talk or I’m going to bring Carrin in here and let her shoot the mother fucker in the dick to bleed the fuck out. We all know this piece of shit’s gonna die but if he tells me what I want to hear I’ll have the boys make it quick. If the fucker wants to keep crying and telling half-truths, then I’ll make sure it’s nice and slow”. There was no doubt in my mind that Wall meant everything he just said. I look for him to say fuck the shoulder and take over if this fucker didn’t spill the beans.
As I looked around the room I noticed none of the old heads were here. “Blaze why don’t you call the old heads and have them come over. Maybe a few more faces will get this mother fucker babbling like a bitch”.
Once the call was placed it didn’t take long for the older guys to join us. My pops was the last one to show up. He came through the door bitching about how stubborn my sister was. Apparently she had a fit because she had to leave work when pops did. Boomer made sure to drop her off over to the house before coming here. I had both prospects, Aaron and Dalton, baby sitting all the girls there. I assume the old heads had collected their old ladies and Queenie to deliver to the house before coming here but no one was bitching about that. My sister would be the only one to cause that kind of a reaction.
With everyone now in attendance I nodded to Zeus to go ahead and throw the cold ass water on the fucker. As soon as the water hit the dickh
eads skin he came to life thrashing around in his restraints. “Well good morning sun shine. You ready to talk to me yet”?
“Fuck you man. I’m not telling you shit, you thieving bunch of bitches,” the asshole hanging from the ceiling spit out.
“Those are strong words for an asshole who doesn’t have a clue. Why don’t you inform me about what it was we apparently stole? The last time I checked we did pretty well for ourselves. We have no use for stealing from low life nasty fucks like you”. I could feel my rage building with every word I spit back at the piece of shit.
When the man stayed silent I looked to Wall. His voice alone could cause an adult man to cry like a bitch. I’d let him take the reins getting the fucker to talk. If anyone in this room could do it, it would be him. He was too damn stubborn to give up. He was a wild bear in a fight but when it came to torturing fuckers he had a psychotic calm about him. I swear he could be a fucking serial killer if he wanted to.
“I think we need to break out the pliers Prez. His fingernails look a little too pretty for my liking. He probably gets that mani/pedi shit the bitches do”. I nodded to Tank to grab the tools Wall was asking for. While Tank was at the tool box Wall spoke up again, “Better yet just take the bolt cutters to the tips. We’re going to cut’em off any way, you know. We wouldn’t want anyone to be able to id his ass. Why don’t we just start there. It’ll save us some time”.
The fucker must have thought Wall was talking out of his ass because he kept that defiant look on his face up until Tank walked to the front bringing a set of bolt cutters with him as I gave him one last warning.
“Last chance to talk fucker. I won’t stop him once he starts. You talk now, I’ll put a bullet in your head before he starts removing the digits, but if you don’t the rest of us are going to walk out to have a cigarette and a beer until he’s finished chopping every fucking one of your finger-tips off.”
As Tank moved closer, the asshole we had tied up started jumping around. He was still debating on whether or not to call my bluff. For the sake of my ears, cuz this bitch was going to squeal when Tank started cutting off finger tips, I hope he realizes I don’t bluff. For good measure I added another demand. “Better yet, how bout you pull those stank ass boots off his feet. We’ll start with his toes. Hell, you can even sing the damn piggy song that goes with it if you wanna.”
Blaze stepped around Tank and began fumbling with the fucker’s shoes when the asshole opened his mouth to stop him. “OKAY! OKAY! I’LL TELL YOU WHAT I KNOW JUST BACK OFF”.
“Okay boys give him a minute to talk but if he doesn’t give me everything I want to know we’re going back to plan A,” I yelled.
“I’ll tell you what I know. You’re going to kill me anyway. If I die, there’s no way back into my club”.
“What do you mean back into your club asshole? You’ve got colors on your back that say you belong to the fucking Grizzlies, which I might add, we don’t like even when you’re not fucking shooting at us and taking shit out on our women,” Hawk fired back at the fucker we had strung up.
“It was Carmen’s idea for us to earn our way in the club. Me and my boys used to belong to a small club outside of Denver. We called ourselves the Savory Souls. Carmen caught up to us. We either had to join the Grizzlies or they would fuck us up and take our cuts. We really didn’t have a fucking choice after Carmen promised to go after our families if we didn’t come to their side. Before he would let us join willingly though, we had a mission to carry out for him. We were to kidnap your bitches. Only the young ones so they could be used as a new batch of club whores. Carmen already had sent his minions to do the ground work. We had pictures and addresses of where the all lived and worked”.
“Why the fuck did he want you to steal the girls? It’s no secret that there is plenty of willing pussy wanting to take a ride on a biker’s dick. Fuck, he could have had an open casting call if that was the god damn reason. You better tell me WHY”!
By now I was hanging on a thread. His words put visions of my woman, my sister and all the other women I cared about walking around in skimpy outfits, sucking nasty cocks against their will. It didn’t put me in a good place. The fucker must have got a good look at the rage I was trying to hold back because when I got in his face I heard the dipshit pissing his self as he fumbled for words.
“He… He never…Carmen never told us anything other than you stole money from the club and he was going to use the girls to get it back but not before putting them to work”.
I lost it. I drew pack and started swinging, throwing shots to both sides of his fucked up face while telling him what a piece of shit he and his club were. The boys let me work the rage out of my system a bit before Boomer and Zeus pulled me back.
“Let it go Prez. There safe at the house. We still got some shit to get out of him. We can’t do that with you beating the fuck out of him,” my father yelled at me.
I stopped swinging but the rage was still rolling off of me. My whole body was shaking and I was breathing like a god damn bull. Both my father and Zeus still hand me restrained when Throttle walked up in front of me demanding my attention.
“We’re going to close this little group session Prez. You’ve knocked the fucker out again so you’re going to walk away. Go calm the fuck down and leave this for a minute. We’re all pissed about this shit but killing that fucker before we find out how many of them there are isn’t going to help us one god damn bit. We’ll leave this fucker here for a few hours while we all load up and ride over to the house to see the woman with our own eyes. Their safe brother. We will keep them that way”.
I couldn’t speak. I was still too rung up. I struggled against the two men holding me with death grips breaking their hold, only to have the rest of the crew jump in pushing me down to the floor. The guys held me down while I roared like a bear struggling the whole time. After five minutes or so I was spent. I manage to calm down enough that my brother’s release their holds on me and allowed me to stand. They stood watching my every move. It took at least another five minutes before I could form words.
“Not matter what, someone is with those god damn women at all times. I don’t even trust this shit to the prospects to handle. They better have a brother on them every second of the goddamn day,” I said through ragged breath.
“I get that it needs to be done Prez but how do you expect us to do that. We’ve got businesses to run, protection runs to make and leads to track down. Tell me how you want this to go and we’ll do it but we got to get a plan together first,” Blaze answered.
“Get your shit together boys because we’re going on lock down til this shit is cleared. Meet me at the house in twenty and we’re going to have a family fucking meeting! This shit happens and it happens tonight,” I yelled at the group. “Let’s go piss some women off fuckers”.
A half hour later the large living room at the house was crammed to capacity. I stood in front of everyone I considered my family. The girls were whispering amongst themselves trying to figure out why they had all been summoned. I was about to begin when my son run up to me jumping in my arms.
“Are we having a party daddy. Everyone’s here. Can we get a cake for miss Marley’s birthday,” my son rambled on?
“I’m sorry buddy but it’s not a party. Daddy has to talk to everyone and it was best to do it together buddy. You’ll have to see if one of your Aunts’ have a cake mix or something here to make. I’m sure momma would help you later with that.”
“Oka daddy. Are we still going to get my bike? I can’t wait to show momma!”
“I might have to go and pick it up without you, lil man. Maybe we can get Aunt Romy to work that lap top of hers so you can pick it out. Then I’ll get it picked up. You’ll have a bike I promise but, you’re going to be staying here for a while,” I said as calmly as I could muster. This was all new to Hunter. He might be considered royalty in our world but he’s never really been around to know what lock down means.
“Go on and sit with mo
mma while I talk to everybody okay. When I’m done we’ll see about your bike”.
“Okay,” Hunter said with a little less spirit then before. I didn’t want to upset him but I wasn’t taking him off these grounds if I could help it. Luckily enough for him not many people knew about him or he would probably be a target as well.
With my son in his momma’s lap, I addressed my family knowing this was going to cause an uproar. I could only disclose so much to this bunch of hard headed women and they were bound to try my patience over this shit.
“We’ve come across some news that has led to a decision that will affect us all. Keep your bitching to yourselves until I’m finished. There’s going to be some changes in the living situations. Effective immediately this club is now on lock down,” that caused several groans from the female population. Madison looked like she was ready to spit nails and Athena looked as if she was imagining slitting my damn throat.
“I know some of us are new to this. Once I’m done talking, the others that have been thru this before will help fill you in. Until the club settles this shit trying to break us, we all will be confined to the grounds. Tabby, Momma Bear, Queenie and Vivie you four have been thru several of these. Maybe you could be the ones to answer questions for Ms. Rose and the Commander. Girls you need to get a list of supplies ready when I’m down explaining. Ghost and Viking, take a prospect with you to do the supply run and whatever errands that need to be taken care of. I’m assuming that it will be easier to set up shop here verses the club house but at no time are any of the women or children to be left alone. I don’t even want them outside on the porch by themselves”.
“We’ll have to bring in some of the cots from the clubhouse,” I continued. “Carrin, we’ll use Tivie’s room as the kids’ room, that way someone can use Hunter’s for the time being. I don’t want the club house left unattended but brother’s plan on rotating shifts between here and there. Throttle, pick which ever prospect you want to help but I want camera’s all around the outside of his house. I want eyes on everyone that comes and goes”.
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