“I want that shit to burn to the grown right before his club does. With him and whoever is stupid enough to go down with him in it. We’re going to shut this down before it gets bloody and out of hand. I’m not trying to have another war going.”
A strained silence fell over the room.
“Those were some dark ass times,” Lefty broke the quiet.
“I don’t want my kids and my old lady to live in that kind of fear. It’s not like anyone is going to miss the Sidewinders. Shit…It’s practically a public service, taking out the trash.”
Lefty laughed. “Fucking ridiculous.”
Demon shrugged. “But true. Let’s keep monitoring and see if we luck up on what we need. In the meantime, let’s plan how we’re going to deal with their clubhouse and them. We got a rough estimation of how many of them there are?”
“We think about fifty. With the sister chapters coming in, we’ll be double that easy. We called to let them know to relocate here.”
“Good. I’ll feel better when we’re all together. Let’s wait for them to come over from the hotel before we get too deep into this shit.” His stomach gurgled. “And let’s get someone on breakfast duty. We need a donut run.”
With the breakfast gathering delegated, he took a seat next to Lefty. “Think I need something harder than coffee. “
Lefty lifted his mug. “Trust me, this is Irish coffee.”
“Sneaky fuck,” Demon sneered.
“Flow, get Pres a cup of coffee Irish style, black.”
“On it.” Flow jumped and hurried to the coffee machine. His brilliant ink caught Demon’s eyes. He liked the kid, but he always seemed like he should be at an Art school, instead of here with the club.
“How are things going at the homestead?” Lefty asked quietly
“Oh, fuck you. Don’t act like you’re not fishing. Yes, there was drama and Ardy handled it like a pro. I set Gia straight. She has some shit going on with her headspace man. We never knew what her background was. It might bear some looking into.”
“No, we’re not going to invade her privacy like that.” Lefty shook his head. “It’s not like she’s a threat.”
“No, but she’s damn desperate and if you want that shit to be yours exclusively, you best speak up quick before she does something stupid.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Flow set down a mug.
“Thanks Flow.”
“Pres.” He nodded and seat down the cup of coffee.
Demon waited for him to walk away before he spoke, “She’s lost dude. It’s a bad way to be.”
“Lost? The girl owns her house, has a successful business.” Lefty shook his head. “That’s more together than most people we know.”
“Doesn’t matter when you’re focused on your past, whatever happened to her was bad shit.” Demon took a sip of his coffee. “Look I’m just telling. Giving you a heads up.”
“You think I won’t want her now?”
“No, I think you have your heart set on her and it’s going to be a long ass messy road to being happy.” Demon shrugged.
“Not everyone has the fairytales where unicorns shit rainbow poop.”
Demon choked on his coffee. “Where what?”
“You know what I’m talking about. I bet Ardy goes into the front yard, sings and woodland creatures come out.”
Demon laughed. “Fuck you.” The rumble of bikes put him back into work mode and he stood to greet their sister chapter.