Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109640 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 548(@200wpm)___ 439(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
“Well, Christ, they should since it’s been over a fucking year.”
“Yeah, no shit. I really didn’t want to be in this assignment this long. The only reason I’ve lasted is because of Nova. You better get down on your hands and knees and kiss her feet in gratitude.”
“What we’ll do for pussy, right?”
“Yo,” Fletch growled.
“You know what I mean.”
“So, now what?” Fletch sighed. “Patching over changes everything. That means Nova and I have to move out of the apartment over the DAMC’s pawn shop. It also means we won’t be working for them in their businesses anymore.”
“Well, I’m guessing the Demons will have you dealing meth to make money but only for them instead of yourself.”
“Yeah. They think I have connections on the street, even though in reality the drugs I buy from them get documented and destroyed.”
Shit. Cabrera was living in Fletch’s house. With Wilder and him patching over to the Demons, it could cause an unexpected ripple effect. “You don’t want to move back into your house, right?”
“Fuck no. I don’t want those fucknuts knowing where I live. I think we need to find a rental somewhere. Can you arrange that?”
“Where?”
“Since I’ll be part of the Uniontown chapter, anywhere near there? Close enough to be heavily involved in that chapter but far enough that we’ll have some privacy when we need it.”
That made sense. “Okay, I’ll get on that today and get it approved from the higher-ups. Shouldn’t be an issue, though, since we ended up paying rent for your current apartment. I’m thinking they’ll be thrilled you finally got your boot in the door with our targets.”
“No doubt. Hey…”
“What?”
“I’m thinking Viper also approved me patching over because there’s been increased talk of cutting out the Russos.”
They knew it was headed in that direction. “Yeah, we’re hearing whispers of that on our end, too. Those stupid fucks will be making a fatal mistake if they try to cut the Russos out of the equation.”
“Agreed. The Russos aren’t just going to give them a handshake and wish them good luck on their new venture.”
“While them fucking with La Cosa Nostra might solve our problem with the Demons, we’ll still need to monitor that situation closely.”
“That’s for damn sure,” Fletch agreed. “Even if the Russos wipe that MC out, you know they’ll just find new mules.”
That they would.
Fletch continued, “They’re not giving up all that meth money just because of some attempted coup by asshole bikers.”
“No shit. That wouldn’t be good business. Anyway, you definitely gave me a boner with this news. Though, you haven’t finished me off yet. My sock is still empty. Start whispering sweet nothings into my ear.”
“Sweet nothings,” Fletch whispered, then laughed. “That do it?”
Crew shook his head. “You suck at phone sex.”
“At least I don’t suck in general, like you.”
“Anyway… While I’m stoked that you’re going to be my eyes and ears with the Demons, I’m not thrilled with the possibility of you and Wilder getting caught in the crossfire. If the MC tries to cut out the Russos, there will be crossfire.”
“Hear you on that,” Fletch murmured.
“Keep your eyes up and your heads down. You and Wilder are fully capable of handling whatever shit’s shoveled your way.”
“We’ll keep our fingers on the pulse as much as possible. One good thing about patching over is Nova will be able to rub shoulders with the other ol’ ladies and maybe pick up on some gossip there.”
“True. Women do like to run their fucking mouths,” Crew said dryly.
“That’s also one reason the members don’t usually share club business with them.”
“That’s what they say. In reality, who fucking knows.”
“True. I’ve seen firsthand the difference in how the DAMC women are treated and respected versus how the women of the Demons are. Night and fucking day.”
“Yeah, Decker witnessed some of that shit while he was under with the Demons.”
“I heard. He gave me the details of what went on down at the Viper’s Den to prepare us in case we were invited down there for a party. I guess once I get my new set of patches, we’ll have an open invitation for the party house in West Virginia.”
“That’s good. You’ll have free rein to walk among them without them paying much attention.”
“I’ll just have to remind Nova not to go head-to-head with any of the established ol’ ladies.”
“Good luck with that.” Wilder was another headstrong woman like Cabrera. But then, both women were federal agents and they couldn’t be shy or wilting flowers. Most recruits without a steel spine were washed out during the academy. Both males and females.
Fletch chuckled. “All right. I’ll let you know when they plan on handing me my patches. But definitely try to find us a place in the meantime. I doubt the Angels will tolerate us living in their apartment if we’re wearing another club’s colors.”