could see an immediate bond between Nuke and Jasmine as she leaned against the kitchen door and their eyes locked when Nuke flung his phone into the box on the bar. He wondered how much of it was based in fear. For a moment, he almost felt guilty. Then he reminded himself that he was close to being a rich man.
Chapter Four
Toy Soldiers
Just like Nuke thought, Mitch was pissed off about what had taken place. Nuke felt even worse because it was his brother. They didn’t need a dead body anywhere near the clubhouse.
The officers of the club followed Mitch into the clubhouse. They tossed their phones into the box on the bar and headed directly into the meeting room. Nuke glanced over at Jasmine, who was leaning against the door in the kitchen. She sent him a smile but the worried look in her eyes said everything.
Toby closed the door behind them as everyone took their seat. Mitch had nearly recovered from being shot by the Grave Walkers MC. The only thing that gave away his near death experience was the slight limp and the occasional seizures he still had. The new medication they put him on had kept the seizures under control for the past three months.
“What’s up?” Nuke asked as he tugged at his cut.
“Disciples of Ares!” Mitch stated.
“Who in the hell are the Disciples of Ares?” Pipe was the first to ask.
“The World of War Craft thing?” Nuke immediately followed. Everyone but Mitch looked at him with an odd stare.
Mitch chuckled, “No, Nuke.”
“Like I’m the only one here at this table that’s a gamer?” Nuke laughed.
“It’s also the name of a motorcycle club that decided to steal our colors and set up shop on the south side of town,” Mitch said.
“How the hell didn’t we know about this before now?” Pipe asked.
“They’ve been quiet. Their mistake was trying to sell to some coke to the ESGs. We ran into a club friendly on our way back. Filled us in on what’s going down.”
Nuke took a deep breath as he looked around the table. “Are the ESGs still loyal?”
Mitch shrugged. “We knew that Levan got caught up in some mess and now he’s MIA. We thought that Andre was in charge, which was cool with us. However, it appears he might be branching out to other markets but I can’t confirm that. That’s why I need Nuke and Pipe to get with Ricky, see what he knows. The Disciples of Ares are behaving like a bunch of cocky, stupid motherfuckers going after what’s ours,” Mitch stated.
“And you don’t steal colors,” Toby added.
“No shit!” Nuke muttered.
“We doing an intervention?” Kevin asked.
“Yep, it’s always the first line of defense. Who’s up?” Mitch asked.
“Brock maybe,” Kevin was the first to answer.
“Good kid,” Mitch added. “I was also thinking about Ice. Do all of you agree that he’s ready to step up? After all, he would have been patched in with Medic if he hadn’t taken that setback by landing in county for eight months.”
Nuke nodded. “He’s good, decent and reliable.”
“What about that hang around Rocket? It would be good to see what he’s made of,” Toby commented.
“No!” Nuke’s voice sounded angrier than he intended. “He’s always standing around. That annoys the fuck out of me. Then when he does do something on his own, he comes and tells you, like he wants a gold fucking star. ‘ I swept the garage. You want to look at it and tell me if I did it right? I wiped my ass, did I do it right? ’ He mimicked Rocket’s voice. “Nobody got time for that shit! I can’t baby that little bitch. He needs to man the fuck up and just do what he needs to do to earn our respect. I’m not his woman; I’m not his daddy. I’m not a fucking life coach for his low self-esteem issues!”
“Go ahead, Nuke, tell us how you really feel,” Vince said and everyone chuckled.
“I agree with Nuke,” Kevin said, nodding. “He irritates me, too.”
“Maybe I should fuck him. If it’s good, we can make him a
Chapter Four
Toy Soldiers
Just like Nuke thought, Mitch was pissed off about what had taken place. Nuke felt even worse because it was his brother. They didn’t need a dead body anywhere near the clubhouse.
The officers of the club followed Mitch into the clubhouse. They tossed their phones into the box on the bar and headed directly into the meeting room. Nuke glanced over at Jasmine, who was leaning against the door in the kitchen. She sent him a smile but the worried look in her eyes said everything.
Toby closed the door behind them as everyone took their seat. Mitch had nearly recovered from being shot by the Grave Walkers MC. The only thing that gave away his near death experience was the slight limp and the occasional seizures he still had. The new medication they put him on had kept the seizures under control for the past three months.
“What’s up?” Nuke asked as he tugged at his cut.
“Disciples of Ares!” Mitch stated.
“Who in the hell are the Disciples of Ares?” Pipe was the first to ask.
“The World of War Craft thing?” Nuke immediately followed. Everyone but Mitch looked at him with an odd stare.
Mitch chuckled, “No, Nuke.”
“Like I’m the only one here at this table that’s a gamer?” Nuke laughed.
“It’s also the name of a motorcycle club that decided to steal our colors and set up shop on the south side of town,” Mitch said.
“How the hell didn’t we know about this before now?” Pipe asked.
“They’ve been quiet. Their mistake was trying to sell to some coke to the ESGs. We ran into a club friendly on our way back. Filled us in on what’s going down.”
Nuke took a deep breath as he looked around the table. “Are the ESGs still loyal?”
Mitch shrugged. “We knew that Levan got caught up in some mess and now he’s MIA. We thought that Andre was in charge, which was cool with us. However, it appears he might be branching out to other markets but I can’t confirm that. That’s why I need Nuke and Pipe to get with Ricky, see what he knows. The Disciples of Ares are behaving like a bunch of cocky, stupid motherfuckers going after what’s ours,” Mitch stated.
“And you don’t steal colors,” Toby added.
“No shit!” Nuke muttered.
“We doing an intervention?” Kevin asked.
“Yep, it’s always the first line of defense. Who’s up?” Mitch asked.
“Brock maybe,” Kevin was the first to answer.
“Good kid,” Mitch added. “I was also thinking about Ice. Do all of you agree that he’s ready to step up? After all, he would have been patched in with Medic if he hadn’t taken that setback by landing in county for eight months.”
Nuke nodded. “He’s good, decent and reliable.”
“What about that hang around Rocket? It would be good to see what he’s made of,” Toby commented.
“No!” Nuke’s voice sounded angrier than he intended. “He’s always standing around. That annoys the fuck out of me. Then when he does do something on his own, he comes and tells you, like he wants a gold fucking star. ‘ I swept the garage. You want to look at it and tell me if I did it right? I wiped my ass, did I do it right? ’ He mimicked Rocket’s voice. “Nobody got time for that shit! I can’t baby that little bitch. He needs to man the fuck up and just do what he needs to do to earn our respect. I’m not his woman; I’m not his daddy. I’m not a fucking life coach for his low self-esteem issues!”
“Go ahead, Nuke, tell us how you really feel,” Vince said and everyone chuckled.
“I agree with Nuke,” Kevin said, nodding. “He irritates me, too.”
“Maybe I should fuck him. If it’s good, we can make him a
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