Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63542 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 318(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
I nod and follow Dix up to the top floor as Shades and Tank come down with three big bags. “That’s a lot of cash.”
“Tank spotted a big-ass floor safe, probably at least a hundred g’s in it. Heavy as shit,” Shades says with a giant shit-eating grin on his face.
“Get in the van, and we’ll meet you at the exit,” Dix says, still climbing the stairs.
On the top floor, we pour the booze over dozens of boxes, and I find a suitcase full of nail polish remover and small bottles of airplane booze. I pour it on the suitcase and everything else nearby.
“Un-fucking believable,” Dix shouts from the other side of the room.
“What’s up?”
He holds up a familiar red and yellow can. “Gasoline. I must have one of those four-leaf clovers up my ass!”
With the widest grin I’ve ever seen on his face, Dix starts pouring gasoline everywhere. The boxes, the floor, and even the walls drip with gasoline. So, I get into it, pouring the nail polish remover and booze over as many surfaces as possible before we move to the second floor.
Floor by floor, we make sure everything is wet with flammable liquid. We’re handling this job—and fast.
“So, what’s up with you and Willow?” Dix asks out of the fucking blue.
I look up with a frown, a bottle of booze upside down and drenching a box of fake designer purses. I shrug at the question.
“It was inevitable,” I say honestly. “We’ve been circling around each other for a while, and tonight it just happened.”
Willow is a fucking hellcat, wild and hungry for a good fuck just like me. Even thinking of her now makes my cock hard. Her tight little cunt wrapped around my cock like a greedy bitch who can’t get enough. The way she chased down her own pleasure, begging for more of my cock. Shit, she’s a good fucking lay. “I’m probably gonna hit it again.”
Dix grins. “And again and again. And again?”
I laugh. “Yeah, something like that.” I’m not looking for an old lady, but Willow is young, hot, and fun as fuck. For now, she’s the perfect fuck buddy.
“Good. She’s familiar with the club. She’s not crazy, and she won’t put you in a sticky situation.” His approval is important to me, but I don’t reply because I’m thinking about his advice.
“Is that all the shit I need to think about when fucking a chick?” Back in my gangbanging days, it was the same. You never knew when a bitch was cuddling up to you just to set you up for a rival gang. I thought that shit was behind me.
“Right now? You’d be a fool not to.” Dix shakes his head and walks around the room to make sure nothing survives the fire. “Nogales is known for using girls to get ahead, whether they want to or not.”
“Good to know,” I say and survey my work on the bottom floor. “I think we’re all set. Everything is ready.”
“All right. Time to torch this bitch,” he says and claps me on the back as we make our way back to the top floor. “You think about what you want your role to be in the club?”
I frown. “I’m patched, and I pitch in wherever I’m needed. What else is there?”
Dix looks up from the small fire he set in the corner away from the window. “You don’t just wanna be a patched member, though, right? You want a stake in the MC, a say in what we do and how we move forward. Don’t you?”
I haven’t spent much time thinking about my future with the Reckless Souls since I was patched in and had no seniority in the MC. That felt like a big accomplishment at the time, but Dix makes a good point.
I don’t want this to be like my banging days where I just followed orders without thinking about my future or my fucking freedom. “Yeah, I want that.”
“Well, think about what you can offer beyond your ability to fix anything with an engine.”
I nod and think about it as we set small fires on the second and third floors. On the first floor, the smell of smoke is increasing as we outright torch this floor, setting bigger cluster fires that would grow out of control in just a few minutes.
“To be honest, Dix, I’d be interested in filling the role of Road Captain.” It’s something that’s been on my mind. “I know I’m young and new to the MC, but I can do it. After lockdown, when we’re back to making deliveries and meeting with other MCs and shit, I can be the one to help us dodge cop traps, plan the logistics of long hauls, and navigate around any problem areas.”
Dix’s smile spreads from ear to ear. “So, you have given it some thought?”