“Ah, I dunno. I was in the casino the other week and I saw the same guy from the bar over there. Do you guys run that or something?” he asked.
Bingo. The casino, he was sniffing around about it.
“Nah, we just work over there,” I lied and gathered all the balls up from the pool table, racking them up.
Rocky seemed perturbed by the statement and kept probing as he stood with his pool stick in hand. “Ohm yeah? I thought I heard on the grapevine that the Rebels might be looking to buy. Maybe I heard wrong or something.”
“I think you probably did. We’re trying to move away from that place. It’s got a bit of a rep since that article and a few other dealers. We might be looking out of state.” I winked at him and moved away to talk to the other players. Let him chew on that for a little while.
“So Hawk is the sergeant in arms and Snake used to be, is that right? I just want to confirm that because it’s a good angle to go with. Is he still involved with the strip club, do you know?” Angie enquired.
Angie and I were sitting side by side on my couch discussing the internal dynamics of the Rebel Saints and how the rivalry between the Devil Riders began.
“Yes, you got it. Snake is named right. He’s a snake. All this trouble with the casino and dealers running up in our neck of the woods, him taking our former members…that’s all been orchestrated by one guy…Snake,” I explained.
Angie was scribbling on her notepad. She seemed be in her element, it was amazing to watch. She knew the right questions to ask. “This is fascinating, so juicy! Who needs the gossip columns when you have a hot motorcycle club rivalry going on?” She exclaimed, laughing.
I scoffed at her as I put my foot up on the coffee table. “Try being in it and then talk to me about it.”
“You seem like you’re doing pretty good to me with what you got going on…” Angie mused. She put her pen in her hair and looked up at me with those sparkling green eyes.
Damn, she was flirting with me again. I sure as hell, had grown tired of all this. Charming her for the club. I needed to make sure, I gave out friend vibes. I didn’t need to lead her on. “Guess we should get some work done huh?” I said.
“I guess we should,” Angie shot back with a smile.