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“We need to find some rental properties so the brothers that don’t live here, and are not having a home built on the compound, yet have somewhere they can call home. The trouble is it will be a never-ending outlay of finances. We don’t have anyone who could manage this kind of thing. You know finding rentals, making sure the leases are okay, and basically covering the brothers' asses. Books, Coin, and Keys are more than overloaded with work at this point in time. Even Numbers is helping where she can, even if it’s not about financial shit,” Tracker stops talking and I quickly walk away with my mind buzzing with ideas.
I grab a sandwich, a bottle of water, and a cookie from a cooling rack and run upstairs to Joker’s room. I sit with my laptop at the small desk under the window, grab a notepad, and start researching. It’s what I’m good at, and it doesn’t take long before I have all the information that I may need, such as rules, regulations, and areas that legalities may be sticky.
I look at the costs for purchase, repairs, etcetera for two houses I have found for sale. Then check out the rental fees in the same area as the houses. This could work, but we’d need good construction workers, and they’d have to work quickly and efficiently for it to be profitable. It would give housing to any brothers, or an income from leasing.
Walking downstairs, notebook in hand I head directly to Tracker's office. I knock although it is slightly cracked open.
“Come in,” Tracker calls and looks up from behind his desk when I walk inside. Cap and Finger are also in the office, sitting on one side of the room in easy chairs. “What can I do for you, Miri?” Tracker asks, and I step up to his desk, place my notebook in front of him, and run through everything I found, how it could work, and generally lay it all out for him.
Tracker shocks me when he asks. “Are you telling me you would manage a crew of brothers, fixing up places, flipping some and keeping others for us to rent out? We don’t have anyone else who could pull this off, Miri. It has to be someone that can follow the rules that the state has for leasing properties, or we could be in hot water.”
Nodding to myself I think on what he has said, and he doesn’t rush me to speak again. “I can do that. But I need to speak with Joker first, and I’ll get more information together. I will ask Books and Coin to check my findings then I’ll bring it back to you. Would that work?”
Tracker gives me a solid look before answering. “Yeah, that would work.”
“Okay,” I reply, giving Finger and Cap a smile as I turn and leave the office. What I don’t see is Tracker smirking like a fool towards his brothers, and that I was played.
That night, sitting in bed next to Joker, who I have to tell you, has begun taking his boxers off before climbing into bed, which is very distracting for me. The damn cover keeps slipping down where he’s sitting and I can see the darn V that, you know, points to something interesting.
We discuss the rental property idea, and I fill him in on all the legalities that I would have to be aware of. The two properties I have seen which I show him on my laptop, which I dragged from the bottom of the bed.
“So, what you are saying is that you will manage a team of construction workers, who will fix up and flip houses, or we keep them as rental properties.” Joker throws an arm around me and pulls me into his side, which is making my concentration wander more than a little.
“Yes, that’s what I’m saying. We also would have properties that any brothers could sort of claim to live in if they were not building on the compound or using one of the suites.”
Joker nods, then leans into me, kissing my neck. Shit, this is distracting more than the damn V is. “Okay, if that is what you want to do, then I’m happy with that.”
“Okay, now, these club women…”
Joker sits up straighter and frowns at me. “What about them?”
I explain what happened, and he chuckles when I tell him about smacking one in the face with the heel of my hand. “Oh, Scalpel had words with them, so you may need to speak to him.”
“I never pretended to be an angel, and I’ve been with all the club women, but it wasn’t relationships. It has only ever been about getting off and walking away. They know that, and for them to start this with you is messed up. Are you going to hold it against me, Miri?” Joker is giving me a serious but worried look.
“No, but I don’t want them throwing it in my face all the time either. I’ve never slept around. I have had two relationships that I was physical with, and for me, I have to be serious about a person to go there with them. I’m not going to hold it against you, and I want us to take our relationship further soon. First, can we have that date night?” I smirk at him because he more than likely was waiting for me to have objections to his past. For me, however, the past is gone, and we are moving forward.
“Yeah, we can have that date night. Now, when are we going to take this relationship further?” Joker spins me onto my back and leans over me, kissing me thoroughly.
We don’t take it further that night, but I know it’s coming soon. I’m ready to take the risk and see where this goes with Joker. He has so far been honest about anything I’ve asked him. Even the club women could have been a sticky thing, but he told me straight out he’d been with them. It was risky to say it, not knowing how I would react, but it was better to be honest than for me to feel he was hiding things from me. I’m not happy I have to see these women he’s been with, but I’m not going to make my life miserable over it either.
Chapter 19
JOKER
After hearing what happened to Miri regarding the club women, I’m steaming. I had my shower, dressed and headed down for the start of the day, but first I’m going to sort the club women out once and for all.
Banging open the bedroom doors of the club women I holler, “Get your asses out here now!”
Trix, Daisy, Rita, and Flick rush out of their rooms wearing g-strings, tiny nighties, and in Flick's case nothing at all. They line up staring at me in such a way I’m sure they think I’m going to fuck them all in turn. Idiots. Do you think it's possible we’ve fucked their brains out!
“One more word to my woman and you are all out the fuckin’ door. You hear me? You understand what I’m sayin'?” I snarl, and I mean a nasty snarl.
“Yes, Joker.” “Yes.” “Yeah.” I hear from Trix, Daisy, and Rita. Flick, however, is giving me a nasty look in return. I step a little closer to her and look down at her with such venom that she takes a step back. “Understood,” Flick quickly mumbles.
“One word. One action. One anything and I’ll take it to church and you will be gone.” I don’t wait to hear if they complain because I have things to do and no time to fuck around with these four.
Next port of call this morning is speaking with Books. I need to be sure my name is on the plot that Miri and I chose. We have to decide what we want the house to be like. I’m thinking four bedrooms, and the rest, but what the rest is I’m happy to go along with whatever Miri wants.
