I made a point to have breakfast with my son every morning. Then I would leave him to hang out with his nana’s and aunts while the guys and I saw to business. I kept myself busy with all the guys from the surrounding charters in town. With at least two guys from several charters in Virginia, North Carolina, Florida, Georgia, Tennessee and even some from Alabama we had a total of forty-six extra hands on deck. With our extra help we were able to track down the remaining four assholes that had been hiding out.
For the last two days their asses have been strung up out in the old barn. Neither one of them have gave up a fucking thing, with the exception of letting us know that Yasmin and Jewels were already back in Denver. I wasn’t sure whether or not to believe a fucking thing they said. Those two skanky bitches were the least of my worries at the moment.
Up until about an hour ago I had been stressing about how to get these fuckers to crack. Wall had come in my office a little earlier questioning my tactics in private. He knew he would get away with questioning me behind closed doors but if he did that shit in front of any of the guys I would beat the brakes off his ass, friend or not.
“Axe, why the fuck are you keeping me on a leash when it comes to these mother fuckers? They’re not going to talk unless we give them a reason. They ain’t stupid. They know they’re not getting out of here alive,” Wall spit out once the door was closed.
“First of all, you follow what I say. Second of all, I’m trying to use them for bait if you really wanna know the truth. I want to make sure there isn’t any more of these asshole floating around. The fuckers from Kingstree gave us some info leading u to believe we didn’t have all of those involved. I just wanna make sure it isn’t a fucking trap or a ploy. I’ve reached out for a few of their guys to join us later today when we try to get these fuckers to talk.”
“Not sure I’m picking up what your laying down Brax. Why do you want more of those slimy fuckers around here? I don’t like it, especially with the bitches cooped up in the house. It’s like inviting the devil for dinner or some shit,” my enforcer stated.
“I feel ya brother but, I’m thinking this is a good thing. I doubt the fuckers from Kingstree realize the group of knuckle heads that have gathered here. You honestly think they’re gonna try some shit with half a hundred extra devil patches around here?”
Wall thought about it for a minute before throwing out more questions. “I guess you’re right about them trying something. It doesn’t mean they won’t be able to get a look around though. We’ve never had any opposing clubs on the compound grounds. What are you aiming to accomplish here Prez? You trying to prove a point or some shit?”
“Proving a point is exactly what I have in mind. Proving POINTS actually. If my gut is correct when those fuckers see the Kingstree guys standing beside us I’m sure they’ll be some talkin’ then. The Kingstree guys will see that we don’t deal with their kind easily when they fuck with us. It should make them think about shit before trying anything in the future, plus they’ll be witnesses when their uppers want answers for what happens here later today,” I explained to Wall.
Wall seemed to think my words over. He sat silent in his chair for a good while. He didn’t even move when the phone on my desk started ringing. Looked like it was Aaron calling from the front gate. “Hey Prez, the guys from Kingstree are here. What you want me to do?”
“How many are there prospect? Did they bring the whole crew or just their officers?”
“There’s six total. Three of which are officers. You want to have someone ride up to escort them in or do you want me to leave my post to do it,” prospect asked already knowing what my answer would be.
“Tell’em to hang tight I’ll have Throttle and Blaze up there in a few to bring them back. Keep your eyes open prospect. I don’t look for these fuckers to try anything but don’t be stupid, feel me?”
“I feel ya Prez. I’ll let them know the welcoming committee will be with them shortly,” Aaron said in a sarcastic tone.
I called for Blaze and Throttle to bring our guest back after the rest of the guys had made their way into the pole barn out of sight. Wall and I would meet the Kingstree fuckers outside the clubhouse once they parked their bikes with Blaze and Throttle we would us one of the club vans to take them to the barn.
Wall was still lost in thought as we walked out to wait for the guys to come back from the gate. “Penny for your thoughts fucker? You’ve been quiet for a bit. What have you got rolling round in the big head of yours,” I asked my silent enforcer?
“Not sure what to say Prez. I like your way of thinking but I don’t want these Kingstree assholes coming in here thinking we’re setting them up. You think their gonna be alright with us taking their weapons then have them walk into a room with almost sixty Devil’s cuts present,” Wall asked bringing up a valid point?
“At this point in time I really don’t give a fuck. Unless they try something I have no intention of fucking with the dudes from Kingstree, but if they want to try and play hero to the boys we have strung up then they can die right along with them. Makes no difference to me.”
“Looks like we’re about to find out,” Wall stated the obvious as the sounds of twin engines roared closer.
I shook hands with the President from the opposing club exchanging the necessary pleasantries with the rest of the slimy fucks he brought with him. I took note that he had his SA and enforcer with him. The other three looked like regular members although I’d probably bet they were the larger of the crew. I guess the other President wasn’t so stupid after all.
With a quick rundown of how things were going to go there was only a slight altercation when Wall informed them to leave any weapons with their sleds. It ended up with my enforcer knocking the opposing enforcer out cold. “Now anyone else need to be persuaded or can we get the fuck on with this shit,” Wall asked to the men standing still. Two of the Kingstree guys acted like they wanted to pounce but thought twice about it when Blaze and Throttle walked up behind Wall.
“Easy fella’s, it’s just precaution. As you can see neither one of us have any weapons on us either. For this to work you’re gonna have to trust that you all aren’t the ones we’re after. Now if you’re coming pick that asshole up and let’s get a move on,” I said trying to diffuse the situation a bit.
Within a few minutes the fuckers were loaded up in the van to make our way out to the barn buried in the middle of the compound. When we walked in the doors of the barn the cocky bastards at my back hesitated. My boys proceeded to push them the rest of the way in closing and locking the doors behind them. I turned to address our stunned guest. “Whatever ya thinking put that shit out of your head. This isn’t a trap, that is unless we find out you all are working with these bastards, we just had some company come in to help us track these bastards down. Now if you guys wouldn’t mind standing over there and letting my enforcer through. He’s got some assholes to deal with.”
Wall walked past the guys straight ahead to the line of men standing blocking the four assholes we had strung up by the rafters. I saw the demeanor in Wall change as he stepped into his element. That fucker was calm as a fucking cucumber as he made his way over to the tool box and started pulling his favorite torture toys out on his cart while the rest of us sat back to watch the show.
“Well, well, well, fuckers, is anyone ready to tell me what I want to know or am I gonna have to get inventive again,” Wall said with his back still towards the assholes solely at his mercy. “You see the last couple of days have been a cake walk compared to what I plan to do to each one of you. My Prez has finally gave me the go ahead to end your asses,” Wall’s words sunk in when the guys hanging noticed the cart he was pushing closer to them. Wall had a variety of knives, bolt cutters, pliers and a few pairs of brass knuckles. Looks like my Enforcer was planning on getting bloody.
“FUCK YOU ASSHOLE I AIN’T TELLING YOU SHIT! YOU AND THE REST OF YOUR PUSSY BROTHERS CAN SUCK MY LEFT NUT,” Zeke yelled back.
Wall mo
tioned for Tank to join him. I know he planned on letting Tank get a little payback for what happened to Breeanna. “Did you hear that Tank? That nasty mother fucker said to suck his left nut. What do you think we should do about that? Isn’t he one of the assholes that jumped your old lady a few night’s back,” Wall said getting a stern look from Tank at the mention of the word old lady?
“Yeah, that’s one of the fuckers alright. From what she said this asshole planned to shove his dick in something that belongs to me. I’m thinking that we cut that fuckers little cock off and shove it down his throat. The rest of us can take bets on whether or not he bleeds out or chokes on his own dick,” Tank answered Wall causing the rest of the guys to laugh.
Tank and Wall worked over the fucker for at least twenty minutes before one of the other assholes spoke up. “He’s the only one who knows why we were sent out here. You kill him you might as well kill us all.”
Surprisingly it was one of the President to the Kingstree idiots that spoke back. “Look around asshole you’re already dead. If these assholes don’t kill ya then we sure as hell will.”
That seemed to wake Zeke’s ass up. It didn’t take him long to start screaming at the top of his lungs at our visitors from Kingstree. “YOU FUCKING PIECES OF SHIT! YOU SIDING WITH THEM NOW! YOU ALL ARE A FUCKING DISGRACE TO WEAR THAT GRIZZLIE PATCH!”
“No mother fucker you’re the fucking disgrace. You have no idea what fucking can of worms you rogue mother fuckers are opening. Hate to break it to you son but, your asses are carrying out Camren’s personal vendetta. You all, along with Carmen, are marked men. The uppers have put a price on your heads. I already plan on dragging your dead bodies out of here to collect a bounty on your heads to split with these assholes. The question is whether or not you wanna save your families.”
That got the boys attention, even Zeke’s before he turned on that cocky ass attitude again. “Bullshit. You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. Carmen wouldn’t fucking lie to me.”
The rest of us sat back and watched everything unfold. The next thing I knew the President of the Kingstree chapter ran forward and started whaling on Zeke. In between blows he kept telling him what a stupid mother fucker he was and how Carmen rolled on the boys he sent out here. “You, dumb fuck. That asshole sang like a fucking canary. These fucking Devils never stole from the club directly. All they did was get to some money that Carmen was planning on stealing before he had the chance to. He wasn’t even part of the fucking Grizzlies at that point.”
Well at least we knew why the fuckers thought we ripped off their club. Now the only question left was how an asshole from Denver knew about the money the old heads lifted in Vegas. I approached the visiting president to stop him. I might let him take these dickheads to collect a bounty but my boys were going to finish these fuckers.
“That’s enough,” I said halting the man delivering the beating. He turned with a murderous look on his face that might intimidate some men but not this one. “I’m willing to let you fuckers deliver them for whatever bounty you can collect but, these assholes have been fucking with my club for well over a damn year. We’ll be the ones to send them to hell.”
The guys from KingsTree didn’t seem happy with my statements but stepped back none the less. “Alright boys let’s have a little fun. Tank gets Zeke, that’s a no brainer but I want to know who the two fuckers where in Florida that beat the shit out of my girl and my sister.” No one spoke up leaving us to decide for ourselves.
“Well, Wall looks like we’ll have our pick of the last three but who are we gonna give the fourth one two?”
“Well, the way I see it Prez I get two. Not only did one of these dick heads rough up my girl, one of them shot me in the fucking shoulder,” Wall said with that evil smirk on his face.
“I forgot all about that. I like your way of thinking. You figure out which two you want and I’ll take whatever’s left. Let’s get this shit done, I’m ready for a beer,” I said out loud to my men.
Tank took his sweet time working Zeke over. He’s the only one of us that didn’t have to finish off with a gun. Wall was just as viscous but he had two to work his frustrations out on before burying a bullet in each one of their skulls. I decided to get creative with the butt of my gun. I might not have pulled a trigger but I pistol whipped that mother fucker until I caved in the side of his skull.
With the four assholes dealt with we made arrangements with the Kingstree guys to pick up the bodies to deliver to their higher ups. It was a win-win for me. I got to deal out the punishment but didn’t have to worry about disposing of four dead bodies.
With the day’s drama dealt with the fellas all went back to the clubhouse to let off a little steam. I left the guys to it and made my way back to my office to clean up and down a bottle of whiskey.
Chapter 14
Avery
I had been in California for a little longer than expected. My head was everywhere but in the studio. It took me twice as long as it normally did to perfect my vocals. I was on day nine when I heard Layla’s voice come across the speaker. “Girlfriend what that fuck is wrong with you? You sound like shit babe!”
I laughed a little at my friend’s synopsis of my attempt to lay tracks today. I took my headphones off and made my way out of the booth. “Way to kick a girl when she’s down bitch.”
“Oh Avery don’t be mad at me for being honest chick. You know I love you and to the unfamiliar ear they wouldn’t be able to depict my back up vocalist not at her best. I’m not an unfamiliar ear and you’re not just my back up vocalist. Now why don’t you call it a day and come upstairs with me. You can drink for both of us while you tell me why you’re so bummed,” Layla said with her hand laying on her swollen belly.
“Yeah I’d like that. I need a break and maybe both of us can give Hunter a call before I decide to start drinking my problems away,” I said throwing my arm over my friend’s shoulder as we made our way upstairs.
After calling to tell my little man good night I was left with Layla and Demi in the kitchen. Trevor and Ember had taken Romy out for a drive with escorts. Demi pulled out the bottle of tequila, the salt shaker and a tray full of lemons. “Every time you stop talking you’ve gotta do a lemon drop. For every juicy detail you guys give me though I’ve gotta do the drop,” Demi said with a smile.
For the next two hours I poured my heart out to two of my closest friends. I only caught three of the lemon drops to Demi’s twelve. When Trevor and Ember returned back with Romy he asked Ben’s guy to carry her up to bed. I was about to head up to my borrowed room when Layla’s voice stopped me. “The jet will be ready to take you back tomorrow at four. You’ll have the morning and early afternoon to finish that last track and I’m sending your ass back to that fine piece of man you have waiting on you. I don’t wanna see you back here until the baby shower.”
“Oh I’ll be back for the baby shower but like I told you earlier he’s not waiting on me. I’m going back to give him a piece of my mind and set the record straight but be prepared for me and Hunter to be back,” I told Layla making my way to the stairs.
“Think what you want but, I’m betting he’s regretting those words babe. Make sure you call me to tell me if I’m right or not. Now take your ass to bed so you can get up and tackle that last track in the morning. Night girl,” Layla said as I moved up to my room.
Luckily enough I fell asleep easily and I wasn’t too tired when I woke at seven. I was down in the studio with Ember and Cali while everyone else was still in bed. It only took me four takes to nail it. With the two girls planning on staying in the studio for the day I took the time to give good byes and promises of coming back to visit soon.
Romy was just beginning to stir when I walked back into our room to start packing. I was floating around the room grabbing the few things Madison had packed for the both of us plus the remaining things of mine from the bus that Layla hadn’t shipped.
“What are you so happy about blondie? You’re packi
ng does that mean we’re headed home,” Romy asked me?
“Yep! Get up hooker. I’m ready to get home to my little boy and work this shit out with Axle once and for all. Not sure where we’ll end up but that asshole is at least going to listen to what I have to say.”
“Hot damn! You don’t have to tell me twice. You get everything done you needed to? I’m not sure we’ll be able to sneak away if not,” Romy said as she jumped up to grab an outfit before I had everything packed.
“Yeah, finished up this morning. The label’s jet will be ready by four to take us back,” I said with a fake smile. On the outside I looked eager to go but on the inside I was falling apart. I have no idea what will be waiting on us when we return. I still haven’t worked out in my head how to handle the shit with Axle.
Before I knew it we were all packed and ready to go. We made our way down stairs for a late lunch and to say the rest of our good byes before catching our ride to the airport. Trevor was waiting on us downstairs with a bag at his feet.
“Where are you headed stud? Off for a crazy weekend in Vegas again,” I asked?
“Oh sweet-cheeks I wish I was but, it looks like I’ve got something even better planned. I’m going to hitch a ride with you. I was thinking I’d check to see exactly what the sleepy little town of Great Falls has to offer,” Trevor said giving me that megawatt smile.
I started jumping up and down squealing like someone who just won on the Price Is Right. “Oh shit!! This is great! Are you sure you wanna drop everything to come hang out with me? There isn’t much to choose from in the men department. I love you but you no those fuckers are as straight as they come,” I said giggling to myself.
“I can look babe even if they don’t like looking at me. I miss you chicka and I miss my nephew. I figured I’d fly out with you for a few weeks if it’s okay with you two.”
“It’s fine with us. I’ve got an extra bedroom at my apartment over the shop. You can crash with me, that is if this damn lock down has been lifted. You can keep me laughing while I work. Plus, over at the big house their all uptight. No swearing, no walking around naked, clean up after yourselves, no alcohol before noon and good luck sleeping in. I think Athena and Carrin are worse that the kids with the rise and shine bullshit,” Romy threw in.
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