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“Yeah, I reckon we should charge them for the gas instead of it coming as part of the package. I’m going to suggest it to Bull.”

Tripp nods. “I think that is a good idea. If the vehicle has to come to the garage, we charge for parts and labor, so hey, charge for the asshole running out of gas.”

Taking the next call, the afternoon seeps into evening, and I’m not leaving Tripp to work through this on his own. I send a text message to Miri to let her know what’s going on and quickly get back to it.

Mid-evening, Miri arrives with a thermos of soup and grilled cheese. Just what we needed, and I make time to kiss her thoroughly before she rushes out of the office and back home.

Chapter 30

TRACKER

Sitting at my desk with my hand out, I watch as a pencil from the desk lifts and is placed on my hand. "Good. Keep trying, Tank," I keep my voice low, as I’m not sure what everyone would think if they see their President playing with a ghost. I find all this ghostly stuff fascinating. I'm actively conversing with the three of them, but I'm not sure if they are even around when I speak to them.

A knock on the door has Finger popping his head inside the office. “What’s up?” I ask as I place the pencil back on the desk.

“Just wanted to let you know that Jeremy is going to be on site this morning, and I know you wanted to speak with him. Do you want me to bring him here when he arrives?”

“No. Once he arrives let me know and I’ll walk over and speak with him. I am not going to make his day,” I state, knowing full well that I’m going to be taking work out of his hands.

“Okay, I’ll keep my eyes peeled and let you know when he arrives. Anything you want me to do?”

“No, things are quiet, thankfully. You could go work on giving me another niece,” I laugh as I say that because we have a running competition going on as to who Ayla will run to most. So far, I’m winning.

“Fuck you, Tracker,” Finger snaps, but he has a smirk on his face.

“Nah, I’m not into fuckin’ men,” I snort-laugh at the look on Finger’s face. He used my road name knowing he couldn’t do it using my title of President. If he had, I would have had to put him in his place. But, me and Finger have a great friendship, and neither of us would ruin it.

“It’s time you got yourself a woman and made some babies of your own,” Finger throws that out knowing I’d love nothing more, but I won’t settle for less than the right woman.

“Fuck off, I’ve things to do.” As if it knows I’m available my phone rings. Picking up quickly, I watch as Finger leaves and closes the door.

“Tracker, it’s Trace calling.”

“Morning, Trace. What can I do for you?”

Trace sighs on his end of the phone. “I wanted to update you on your offer of coming to Kansas and opening a diner. I’ve spoken with Vanessa, and she’s not ready to sell this place. Zack is settled here and only has a few months before he leaves high school, then she’s happy to decide.”

“What are Zack’s thoughts on the matter?”

“Zack would like to come to Kansas and maybe prospect for your club. He’ll be a month from eighteen when he finishes school. He has no ambition to go to college. He is at the moment studying online for computer science, repair, and other stuff.”

“Well, we can always use decent prospects, and if he’s into tech stuff, I can apprentice him with Keys. He can work alongside Tripp and Jay too at the recovery business. We have options for those skills.”

“That would be great. Vanessa enrolled him in these courses, and he’s in his room all night working on them. He’s well into it, and he still helps in the diner. He’s a good kid and will make a good man, eventually. But, hey, I’ll keep in touch, and if anything happens here regarding the Iron Fallen MC, I’ll let you know. I don’t think we’ll see them again,” Trace I can hear speaking to someone before he comes back to me. “Sorry, Tracker, I’ve got to go.”

“No problem, keep in touch.”

Looking at my desk, I smirk when the pencil is spinning. “Yeah, yeah, very clever.” I don’t stop the smirk, mind you.

The door opens, and Cap pops his head into the office. “Finger said Jeremy is here, and you wanted to know when he arrived.”

“Great.” I quickly head out of my office, through the common room and out into the compound.

“What’s the urgency, Pres?” Cap asks, and I can see he’s in VP mode because of the speed I’m moving.

“I need to speak to him and want to do it sooner rather than later.”

I find Jeremy speaking with Dime and Dylon. They are looking agitated, and voices are rising as I get closer to them. “What the fuck is going on here?”