had to do something drastic to Kayla's father, it would be better if she never found out that it was me.
I had the Prez call an emergency meeting at the clubhouse. My problem with the mayor and Mr. Spencer needed to be dealt with. My brothers could give me advice on what my next move should be.
We gathered around the MC table that had Reavers and Saint Marks engraved on it. Diesel, the Prez, sat at the head of the table. The rest of the members were seated around.
Diesel slammed the gavel down. “Everyone is here today because Rebel has a problem.”
“He get his cock stuck in his zipper again?” Pike said, pressing his round glasses to his nose. Pike was the MC treasurer and thought he was the funniest man alive.
“We can't help you with all those STD's, Rebel,” Juice chimed in.
I smiled at Juice and gave him my middle finger. “Too bad I got 'em all from your mom.”
The veins in Juice's neck popped out. Stone was sitting next to him and had to hold him down.
Diesel glanced at me. “Rebel, explain the situation for everyone.”
“I had a meeting with Mayor McCain.”
“I'd like to ring that motherfucker's neck,” Cannon, our Sgt-at-Arms, said. Cannon still had hair unlike Pike but Cannon chose to shave right down to the scalp.
“Mayor told me that he was the reason I got out of prison. But he was also a part of the reason I was put there in the first place.”
“Did you kill the bastard?” Piggy asked. He was the MC prospect and his enormous weight was the reason for the nickname.
“Almost couldn't stop myself. But killing the mayor would send me right back to prison.”
Diesel calmed everyone down. “What does the mayor want?”
“Wants me to take down Kayla's father and Spencer Enterprises.
“That's a tall order,” Stone said, running his fingers through his hair.
“If it was anybody else, I wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in their skull. But I can't kill Mr. Spencer without hurting Kayla.”
Cannon rubbed his bald head. “So you have two options. You do the mayor's dirty work and take down Spencer Enterprises. But lose your girl in the process. Or...you kill the mayor and get sent to prison again.”
“You forgot the third option,” Piggy said. “Kill 'em both. They deserve revenge for what they did to you.”
Revenge did sound sweet. Those two men had torn Kayla and I apart. They deserved to die.
“You definitely have a predicament,” Diesel added.
“Is there any way we could kill the mayor without getting caught?” I asked.
Pike took his glasses off and rubbed the lenses on his shirt. “Next to impossible. The mayor is surrounded by security twenty-four hours a day. Even if you were able to get close to him, you'd have a dozen witnesses and guards that would shoot you down.”
I tried to imagine the different scenarios and in every one, I was either caught or killed. “What if we take him out from far away? Cannon is pretty good with a sniper rifle.”
Cannon nodded in agreement. I'd seen him shoot cans from a thousand yards away.
Pike shook his head. “Also impossible. The mayor travels in a bullet-proof limo. He also only goes out in public when he needs to.”
“I hate to say it, but what if you went to the cops?” Juice asked. “They might actually believe you.”
The table turned to Juice like he had uttered the worst words known to man.
“Sheriff Buckley is bought and paid for by the mayor. I can attest to that. The cops can't help us here,” I said.
“That leaves you with one choice,” Diesel began, “You have to do what Mayor McCain wants. Take down Spencer Enterprises without killing Mr. Spencer.”
“Well how the fuck do I do that?”
“You're going to need access to his office. He's no doubt hiding records of his various meetings. There's bound to be some info in their that will put him away and destroy
I had the Prez call an emergency meeting at the clubhouse. My problem with the mayor and Mr. Spencer needed to be dealt with. My brothers could give me advice on what my next move should be.
We gathered around the MC table that had Reavers and Saint Marks engraved on it. Diesel, the Prez, sat at the head of the table. The rest of the members were seated around.
Diesel slammed the gavel down. “Everyone is here today because Rebel has a problem.”
“He get his cock stuck in his zipper again?” Pike said, pressing his round glasses to his nose. Pike was the MC treasurer and thought he was the funniest man alive.
“We can't help you with all those STD's, Rebel,” Juice chimed in.
I smiled at Juice and gave him my middle finger. “Too bad I got 'em all from your mom.”
The veins in Juice's neck popped out. Stone was sitting next to him and had to hold him down.
Diesel glanced at me. “Rebel, explain the situation for everyone.”
“I had a meeting with Mayor McCain.”
“I'd like to ring that motherfucker's neck,” Cannon, our Sgt-at-Arms, said. Cannon still had hair unlike Pike but Cannon chose to shave right down to the scalp.
“Mayor told me that he was the reason I got out of prison. But he was also a part of the reason I was put there in the first place.”
“Did you kill the bastard?” Piggy asked. He was the MC prospect and his enormous weight was the reason for the nickname.
“Almost couldn't stop myself. But killing the mayor would send me right back to prison.”
Diesel calmed everyone down. “What does the mayor want?”
“Wants me to take down Kayla's father and Spencer Enterprises.
“That's a tall order,” Stone said, running his fingers through his hair.
“If it was anybody else, I wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in their skull. But I can't kill Mr. Spencer without hurting Kayla.”
Cannon rubbed his bald head. “So you have two options. You do the mayor's dirty work and take down Spencer Enterprises. But lose your girl in the process. Or...you kill the mayor and get sent to prison again.”
“You forgot the third option,” Piggy said. “Kill 'em both. They deserve revenge for what they did to you.”
Revenge did sound sweet. Those two men had torn Kayla and I apart. They deserved to die.
“You definitely have a predicament,” Diesel added.
“Is there any way we could kill the mayor without getting caught?” I asked.
Pike took his glasses off and rubbed the lenses on his shirt. “Next to impossible. The mayor is surrounded by security twenty-four hours a day. Even if you were able to get close to him, you'd have a dozen witnesses and guards that would shoot you down.”
I tried to imagine the different scenarios and in every one, I was either caught or killed. “What if we take him out from far away? Cannon is pretty good with a sniper rifle.”
Cannon nodded in agreement. I'd seen him shoot cans from a thousand yards away.
Pike shook his head. “Also impossible. The mayor travels in a bullet-proof limo. He also only goes out in public when he needs to.”
“I hate to say it, but what if you went to the cops?” Juice asked. “They might actually believe you.”
The table turned to Juice like he had uttered the worst words known to man.
“Sheriff Buckley is bought and paid for by the mayor. I can attest to that. The cops can't help us here,” I said.
“That leaves you with one choice,” Diesel began, “You have to do what Mayor McCain wants. Take down Spencer Enterprises without killing Mr. Spencer.”
“Well how the fuck do I do that?”
“You're going to need access to his office. He's no doubt hiding records of his various meetings. There's bound to be some info in their that will put him away and destroy
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