Thrill Seeker (Kings of Vengeance MC Book 5) - Winter Travers Page 0,11
going to have to do?” Dyno laughed. “We gotta fucking have a place for the chicks to dance in first. As of right now, we got nothing.”
Sledge led the way down the hallway to church. “But what we do have is a hefty fucking debt to the Royal Bastards that is just waiting for us to fucking pay on it.”
“I got the first couple of payments, but the sooner we get the club going, the sooner I can stop personally funding this club,” Dyno chuckled. “I thought I was sitting on a nice nest egg, but you assholes have been draining it.”
Sledge held open the door, and we all filed in. Quinn sat at the head of the table, and Dyno took his seat next to him. The rest of us filled the chairs and waited expectantly for Quinn to talk.
“Nice of you guys to actually come without too much complaining,” Quinn drawled.
“Dyno was the one complaining about us using all of his money,” Core laughed.
Dyno growled and glared at Core. “You forget where none of us really trust you, Core?”
Core held up his hands. “Hey, Quinn said, you guys have to give me a chance.”
He sounded like a fucking toddler hiding behind his mom’s skirt.
“Yeah, I did,” Quinn agreed, “but I also said you needed to man the fuck up and be here one hundred and ten percent.”
“One-fifty, brother. I am here and in this club one hundred and fifty percent.” He nodded to Quinn. “I know what I need to do if I want to stay in this chair.”
Quinn nodded. “Good. Keep it that fucking way, and we won’t have a problem.”
It was a good thing Quinn liked Core because if it weren’t for him, there was no way in hell Core would be sitting next to me. He had done some shady shit in the past few months that made everyone wary of him. Me included.
“Let’s get the wheels moving on the club, so then there aren’t any reasons to be complaining.” Quinn side-eyed Dyno. “And you can stop spending your life fortune on us.”
Dyno laughed and held up his hands. “You know I gotta give you guys shit. I’ll help for however long you need me to.”
“You can help us right now by telling us about the places you’ve scouted for the club. Things are finally calmed down around here.”
“No,” Zephyr moaned. “You’ve just completely fucked us over. Never, ever say things have calmed down.” He looked around. “I think I just heard a woman’s cry of distress. No one move. All you single fuckers, do not move.”
Quinn chuckled. “You are one of those fuckers, Zephyr.”
Zephyr’s eyes bugged out. “I know.” He shrunk back in his chair. “I’m vulnerable.”
“Keep acting like that, and you won’t have to worry about any chick asking for help,” Rhino snickered.
“All right, all right,” Quinn interrupted. “Let’s get down to actual club business.”
Dyno held up his hand. “I’ve got three places that would be a good spot for the club. Two spots are already built, and the other option is closer to home but will take some major work.”
“Start from the ground up?” I asked.
Dyno nodded. “That’s kind of the way of the Kings, isn’t it? Quinn started this club from the ground up. We could continue that tradition to build the best strip club around in a four-state radius.”
“Just like we’re the best MC within a four-state radius.” Sledge bumped his fist with Zephyr. “Best around, baby.”
“Can we stay focused on the strip club?” Quinn asked. “It takes just one word, and you assholes go off on a fucking tangent about nothing.”
Zephyr held up his hands. “I was just pointing out the obvious.”
“It’s obvious,” I laughed. “No need to point it out.”
“Focus,” Quinn thundered. “Where are the places?”
Dyno held up one finger. “One is an old restaurant on the other side of town. Half an hour from the highway and just overall good traffic passing by. The building is empty, so it shouldn’t be hard to get in there and make it the way we want it.”
Core laughed. “And seeing how you made this hellhole a clubhouse, you should be more than able to flip the restaurant into a strip club.”
“Yeah. It’s going to be a lot of work, but we are more than capable of doing it.” Dyno added another finger. “Second place is a little bit more off the beaten path, but I have a feeling we could make it work. We’d have to do more advertising and