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“No, Fury doesn’t know or understand enough concerning us to make a move. My analysis is he will come for the MCs, Washington’s, and Hawthorne’s first,” Akemi said.
“Meanwhile, we believe he’ll keep working on cops to turn them. He needs eyes and ears and doesn’t have them yet,” Buzz agreed.
“Nothing has come across my path, either. Like Lance, I agree. I think he’s slightly frightened of taking on ex-military,” Jacob spoke.
“We agree Fury will want the MCs, Washington’s, and Hawthorne’s gone because they are the obvious power players in and around Rapid City. Once he has those, he can move his people into already-prepared compounds. We extrapolated that once Fury has removed those blockages, he’ll come after what he sees as the lesser players. Fallen Warriors, Delta Force, and Juno Group. This is an oversight on his behalf,” Jacob said.
“Most certainly. Fury does not know the ties the Juno Group has to outside forces. Should we call, we can muster five hundred operatives within twenty-four hours. Give us a forty-eight-hour window, and we will have a thousand,” Akemi agreed.
“How fuckin’ big are you guys?” Inglorious growled.
Akemi said nothing but smiled gently.
“As big as we need to be to protect the home of Artemis,” Akemi replied.
“He’s also under-estimating Delta Force. We operate a thirty-three-man team in RC. But should the call go out, like Akemi, I can have two hundred guys here within twenty-four hours. Plus, I’ve the option to contact more,” Jacob announced.
“You’re all nuts!” Bear muttered, staring at them.
“Fury has no idea what he is messing with. Did you assume I just had the thirty-three men? I ran a fuckin’ army of soldiers. I have contacts. And teams everywhere. You honestly think I was some sort of retired old man? Pfftt,” Jacob said with a grin to take the sting out of his words.
“Fuck me; it’s like a world of multiple Artemis’s!” Ace groaned and received chuckles. Everybody at the table understood how deadly his wife was, and nobody wanted to wake up with her standing over them. Except Ace.
“On to other news. Rage’s wet room is too well known now. Too many visitors; it’s compromised. Ace here has scouted two other places. One will remain for Rage, but we have a location that generously comes with a crematorium.” Drake grinned.
“Nice; where?” Inglorious questioned.
“We bought Sinfields Funeral services,” Drake said, dropping the bombshell and waiting for the eruption.
“You did what?” Onyx asked, blinking.
“We purchased a funeral service, which means we have access to a crematorium day in, day out. And we have the van to move bodies, and it won’t look suspicious.” Drake grinned.
“You’re fuckin’ joking,” Chance demanded.
“Nope. Need to get rid of a body. We got a clean way.” Ace smirked.
“What a great idea!” Jailbait exclaimed.
“Even better, we’ve a guy who wants to operate it at night,” Drake replied.
“Screw that!” Onyx spat and shuddered.
“Ghosts frighten you, man?” Tiger teased.
“Fuck yeah, they don’t you?”
“Jeez, a biker frightened of ghosts,” Bat tormented.
“That shit exists. Look at fuckin’ Rage’s psychic,” Onyx shot back.
Eyes turned to Drake.
“Ain’t gonna deny Aurora Victoria has some sort of woo woo going on,” Drake answered.
“She had any visions about this?” Tinker asked curiously.
“Not that she has said. She’s still on about lava running through Rapid City,” Drake said with a frown.
