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I slowly stand and look at Finger before anyone else. “Get Cilla and Ayla to the clubhouse. Put them in the finished suite on the top floor. They can stay there if shit happens; that will be the safest place for them. Truck, get Rory here as soon as the fuckers near town. Everyone get your informants on high alert. I want to know when they hit the state, never mind the town. Everyone else get every one of your weapons ready. Cap, make sure the roof is opened up and prepared. Prospects lock the gate down and get away from the gate and fencing. I don’t want to see any of you taken out by this scum. Stay inside the clubhouse but watch from windows on any of the floors. Keys, get every camera online. I don’t want any shocks from anywhere. We go about our business as usual but drop everything and get here when you hear the call.” Turning, I look at Malik and Darius. “Are you two with us?”
“Yeah, we can cover ass wherever needed,” Malik replies for the both of them.
Turning to the six who were working with Jeremy, I ask, “You six?”
The one named Conrad smirks, rubs his hands together, and nudges the guy next to him. “Where’s my sniper rifle going to be placed?”
His mate chuckles, “You know that fucking thing shot a man's arm right off his body. This is going to be closer quarters, so Pres, you may want to get plenty of cleanup material for all the body splatter that is going to happen.”
The meeting doesn’t last long once everyone knows where they are going to be once they get to the clubhouse for lockdown.
“Well, Pres, we said we were bored, and this sounds like it’s going to be fun!” Rides slaps my shoulder as he passes me by, and I chuckle as I head to my office. I am doing a search for the plan of the clubhouse which shows where we will place weaponry to cover the entirety of the building.
Chapter 4
JOKER
“Thanks for breakfast, Jo,” I place my dishes next to the sink and kiss Jo on the cheek.
“Are you on your way out now, Joker?” Books asks from where he’s sitting eating his breakfast.
“Yeah. I want to look at the feed from the vehicle cameras today. If we have a threat coming our way, I reckon we need as large a camera coverage as we can get, even on the vehicles.”
Books nods, swallows, then replies, “For sure, I think that’s a good point, and best to do it before these assholes get anywhere near our territory.”
“I spoke with Keys last night, and he is going to get out of his office and check every business, vehicle, truck, van, and even our hogs. He’s going to add any extra cameras and trackers that he thinks we need.” I pick up the folder that I am taking with me because it has research material I’ve collected regarding the garage and Toby’s lot. I want to give this information to Malik and Darius, so they are fully up to date with any and all information we have.
Ghost is giving me a sly look as I pass him in the common room, but I shrug and think nothing of it. I should have. I really should know better than to ignore sly looks!
Pushing my helmet onto my head, I straddle my girl and start her up. “What the fuck!” I bellow as glitter pours out of the exhaust and covers everything in the vicinity.
Laughter from the main door of the clubhouse has me scowling at Ghost who is holding his damn stomach because he’s laughing so hard. I give him the middle finger on both hands before peeling out of the compound, with yeah, you guessed correctly, the residue of the glitter following behind. I’m not annoyed because I’ve played more than my share of pranks on the brothers, so when they return the favor, I have no issue with that.
Pulling up and parking outside the office behind the gas station, Malik and Darius are watching from the open door of the garage. Both are doing their best not to laugh at the way I’m slightly glittering as I walk toward them.
“Say nothing,” I state but with amusement in my voice. “I’ve got some information about the garage and Toby’s lot that I thought you would both find interesting.” I hand over the folder that I had tucked into my cut.
“Thanks, Joker. Did you know Darius is working alongside me in the garage until the lot issue is sorted out? He’ll also be available to take a recovery vehicle out if you need him to,” Malik states while keeping his head down and glancing at the information in the folder.
“Hey, Joker?” Darius shouts. I am in the process of walking toward the office but turn and lift a questioning eyebrow. “Is it true that Cilla can see and speak to the dead?”
Sighing, because we get asked this question every time someone starts to interact with us, especially when Cilla is around. “Yeah, it’s true.”
Darius laughs, “I wonder if she can contact my Uncle Silas?”
“Why do you want to contact him?” I ask.
“Well, Cilla could relay the fact he was an abusive piece of shit and that I pissed on his grave every Sunday for six months.”
I throw my head back laughing, “That’s a novel idea, Darius.”
Malik chuckles and slaps Darius on the shoulder, “I knew your Uncle Silas, and he deserved the drive-by shooting he got, and that the bullet hit him directly in the heart.”
“Just wish I’d done it,” Darius moans.
Chuckling to myself, I head to the office and quickly get inside before I’m delayed more than I already am.
“What are you chuckling at?” Winger asks from where he’s sitting at his station. I quickly tell him about Darius and his Uncle Silas before I take my seat and watch Winger pack up his station.
