Raging Barons MC – Book Three – Silver

-:- FOX -:-

Things are crazy around here. Eden, the new bartender, has been attacked on the club property, the parking area is club property, and that won’t cut it for any of us. The interviews for the mechanic positions were canceled as no-one was available to help Joe with them and he couldn’t spare the time as he’s run off his feet with work. I’m waiting to hear if we got the location we want for the Bespoke business.

I enter the common room and see Target just coming in the front door. He heads straight for Axel’s office, giving me a head nod as he passes.

Entering the kitchen, I grab a coffee from the pot, and turn to watch Meat who is busy creating something damn good if the last meals he made are anything to go by.

“What are you making tonight, Meat?” I ask as I drink my coffee.

“Chili and cornbread, crackers and tortillas.” All said with his head down.

“That sounds great. I’ll make sure I’m here. Do you need any help as I’ve got an hour before I’ve got to head out?” Turning, he gives me a look I cannot read, then turns back to what he’s making without saying a word.

Shrugging my shoulders, I finish my coffee and head out to the common room. I want to find Mia and see if she’s heard anything  yet, and before I can go further, talk of the devil and she appears with her cellphone stuck to her ear and a grin forming on her face. She points at me, then beckons me over with her finger.

I follow her through to TwoCents’ office where I hear her say she’ll have someone make contact in a short while. Then she cuts the call, places her cellphone in her pocket and throws herself at me, hugging me, much to my surprise and TwoCents’ amusement.

“We got it Fox, we got it, the pissant backed down. I got the place for thirty percent cheaper than the fucker was asking for.” And she breaks down into uncontrollable laughter, which has both me and TwoCents laughing too, until Axel walks in, growls at me to get off his fucking woman and snatches her away from me.

“It’s okay Axel. I hugged him, not the other way around.” Mia tells him, sensing he didn’t like the thought of me hugging her. I’m just holding my hands in the air, showing him that I did nothing at all.

“So, what’s going on here?” Axel asks and sets Mia off, laughing again. She jumps up and wraps her arms around his neck, legs around his waist and kisses him before she shouts. “We got the place! RBMC Bespoke Furnishings is off the ground.”

That’s when it hits me. She really did it, she got it and a good cut off it too. We’re in business and now some hard work starts.

“I told Amelia that you’d contact her to pay for the place TwoCents and now it’s up to all of you guys to work out how you’re going to set it up. As for me, I’m going to do business cards, advertising posters, and get a logo created.” She unwinds herself from Axel and keeps muttering to herself and we all watch as she leaves TwoCents office and walks over to PT’s, where she sits in front of his desk telling him what needs to be done. He looks up at us and chuckles before he gives her his undivided attention.

I look over at Axel, then TwoCents and they are both grinning broadly, because they both know that Mia will put her heart and soul into making sure they successfully set up the Bespoke Furnishing business.

-:- SILVER -:-

Walking into Church I rub my stomach as the chili was something else. I’ve never eaten one that has so much flavor and I ate two large helpings from which my stomach is now bulging.

I take my seat and Fox, who is already here and sitting, gives me a nod. I return it because I don’t want to have bad words or feelings towards a brother.

Brothers quickly walk in and take their seats, talking about the day. We are all waiting for Axel and Specs to join us before the meeting will start.

Specs walks in and sits, placing his laptop on the table and starts tapping on the keys. I look at Fox and he shrugs his shoulders, but I notice Rock grins at the exchange.

Axel enters, closing the door behind him, then stands at the head of the table. He checks everyone is here before he picks up the gavel and slams it down. “Okay, meeting open. We don’t have time to mess around. We have some information that is not good, but as a club we need to decide if we’re going to act on it or not. Specs, take the floor.”

Specs looks up from his laptop, nods at Axel, then speaks, “As you are all aware Eden was attacked and badly injured in the parking lot of ‘Club Whisky’, we have the incident on camera and we know it’s the same guy who was loitering previously. Meat and Target tried to catch the man, and this led to Meat seeing Shirley, the step-sister being carted off by three of Tommo’s guys.”

The room bursts into snarls and enraged comments, “Are we gonna let this fucker run riot on our turf, Pres?” Mav asks, and I am surprised to see he is red in the face with anger.

“Never said that Mav, y’all know we can’t allow them to walk around unchecked and that we’ve been pushing Tommo out for a long time. Listen to the information Specs has then we can decide on how we are gonna deal with it.” Axel states calmly.

Specs turns to Axel and nods, then continues, “I found that Eden’s step-father Stan was living in a trailer park with his daughter Shirley, a run-down dump of a park too. He met and quickly married Eden’s mother. They were only married a couple of years before the mother died, leaving everything to him, because there was no Will, and, of course, he died and left everything to his daughter.

“We also know that Eden worked and her salary is how they continued to survive. She paid for everything while the bitch Shirley did fuck all. How she paid for her nights out, I don’t know, but she didn’t work.

“I found out Shirley is into the drug scene, not by much. Well, she wasn’t, but she got into debt with Tommo, who has been pimping her out. She is now being pimped out to pay her debt. They’re filling her full of drugs and we all know she’ll not last long in that lifestyle.”

We are all snarling at this information. Maybe we don’t like this bitch, but we don’t like to see this shit happening to any woman. The question now is, do we help her or not?

Axel taps his knuckles on the table, gaining our attention. When the room calms down, Knuckles speaks, “I can’t say I like what I hear about this bitch Pres, but I think we need to consider getting her out of Tommo’s kennel as he calls it. I also think it’s time we went to war. Many of us are retired servicemen. We have Target and Chaos now full brothers, sitting here looking like they’ve been sucking lemons because they don’t want to sit on this shit. We have Meat and Stitch who I think will go rogue to sort this out if, as a club, we don’t do something, but we need to do it now.”

Men talking, discussing and arguing ensues, and looking at Axel, he sits back and watches everyone. Taking in each of us, probably to see on which side of the fence we are sitting.

“Okay, settle down.” Axel shouts, then waits for everyone to calm down. “Eden is part of the club now. I brought her here because I’m not watching a woman that works for us be beaten on our property and then leave her in the wind. Besides that, I think Silver needs to claim her.”

I shoot back like something punched me, because that, I was not expecting. I look at Axel with what must be shock written all over my face and then the room bursts into laughter.

“Why the fuck does Silver need to claim Eden?” Beer asks, looking from Axel to me and back again.

“Well, she’s his woman after all, and just because he’s dragging his feet don’t mean he gets away without claiming her. He’s been at the hospital for two days with her. Which of you missed that sign that he’d found his woman?” Axel chuckles. Yeah, the fucker chuckles at his own bullshit.

“I propose Eden be Silver’s ol’ lady.” Dice states, looking me right in the eye.

“I second that motion.” Ruger shouts, grinning, and before I have time to say anything at all, the vote has gone around the table with ‘Ayes’ from everyone. Now how the fuck do I tell Eden we just got married in the eyes of the MC?

“Okay, that’s decided.” Drag laughs, then turns to the room, “Now what we gonna do about this Tommo fucker?”

Target stands, “Well……” and an hour later, we have a plan in action.