B - stard (Royal Bastards MC) - Sapphire Knight Page 0,21
he flips over this shit apparently.”
“Well, fuck, that’s good news,” Whiskey retorts, massaging his temples.
“Stop being so fucking dramatic, old man.” I roll my eyes in Whiskey’s direction and continue. “He’s also willing to pay for Maddy’s return.”
Powerhouse kicks out a grin. “This could benefit us,” he remarks. Our club enjoys a free payday, and, in this case, it practically fell in our laps.
I grunt. It could, but do I want to take advantage of Alice? I’d rather see her. We already have money coming in regularly.
“Surely, you’re not gonna pass this up?” he goads.
“We can vote on it,” I finally concede. When it comes to money, it involves all of us, whether I wanna like it or not. “Nays?” I ask, and Blow signals with me, unsurprisingly. “Ayes?” I don’t need to ask, but it’s protocol. Powerhouse, Whiskey, and Plague gesture for the payday. “That settles it, then. We offer up Maddy for cash in hand.”
“Fucking bullshit,” Blow hisses.
I cut him a glare. “Club law, motherfucker. Shut up.” Hell, I voted with him, but this is the way of our brotherhood, and it’s worked for us so far.
Whiskey clears his throat. “I’d like to bring something to the table.”
“Yeah?” I nod him on to proceed.
“Wrench has paid his dues as a prospect. I’d like to vote on making him a full member…with your approval, of course, Prez.”
“Figured it’d be coming up. If you’d brought it to the table sooner, I’d have agreed too. Wrench pulls his weight for the club, in my opinion. How do you feel, brothers?”
“Let’s fucking vote.” Blow backs me up, his head in club mode once again.
“All right. Those in favor of Wrench being patched and brought into the fold?”
The table echoes with our ayes, and it’s quickly settled. He not only gains full membership now and his rockers, but a paycheck from the club to boot. We split up our paydays for club expenses, and anything left over is divvied up between the patched members.
“Whiskey, you were his sponsor, so take care of his patches and whatnot. We’ll celebrate once you have ‘em.”
“Angel getting back any time soon?” Powerhouse asks. Angel is our club enforcer; he got his road name from the angel of death. Powerhouse has been filling the role of enforcer in the club while our brother’s been gone. He’s our sergeant at arms, so he’s used to dealing with shit for us, regardless. The club feels the loss of not having Angel around. The dark motherfucker has a finesse about him and his distorted ideas of handling club threats.
I shrug. “The other charter needed him. He’ll be back when he’s finished helping their enforcer. You know how it is, brothers. We can never have too many favors owed to us.”
Blow smirks. “Kinda like you riding up to the other charter to help out ol’ Gamble?”
This asshole thinks I’ve got it bad for Gamble. He doesn’t realize that just because Gamble has a pussy, it doesn’t mean I want to fuck her or have already in the past. “I’ve said it before, we’re cool. I rode up because if it were me taking over a club, I’d want the other charters to step in and have my motherfuckin’ back. I have hers. Would she come if I called in need? That’s to be seen. I’d like to think so, but don’t plan on ever needing her to.”
“Bet,” Plague comments. “Well, on the business side, I’ve had everyone come through. I hit that trailer park on the far end of town, and the tweakers came out of the woodwork like cockroaches. Sold my stash in two days.”
“The cocaine business is booming, brothers.” I flash a wide smile. “We keep having paydays like we’ve had lately, and we’ll need to recruit even more so. Whiskey, work on a new pledge, and if Wrench has any possible prospects in mind, he needs to talk it over with Blow. We’re close to Oath Keepers territory, and if they catch wind of us dealing and expanding, it’ll be war. Their clubs are too big for us to fuck with, without calling in any backup of our own. Keep your dealings on the down-low, and we’ll milk this senator for whatever we can get out of him.”
By the end of church, everyone’s content. I know Blow isn’t anticipating us selling out his latest fuck toy, but at the end of the day, that’s all she is. We’ve each sacrificed for the club in some way, so him offering