“I’ll have a few words with Cilla and see if our friends on the other side can find him and make his death miserable,” Pres says, and we all watch him as he rubs his chin in thought. Shit, he means it. He’s gonna see if Cilla can have Tank, Bono, and Pyro do a deathly retribution. Can’t do a deadly one as they are already dead!
Rides speaks now, gaining everyone’s attention. “I reckon we leave the money in the bank. As Keys said, we set up a charity run. Make it the biggest one we’ve ever done. We can contact our allied clubs, Satan’s Guardians MC and the Valley HuntersMC. Maybe Rogue Legion MC and Raging Barons MC will be interested, and there are plenty more MCs that will join I’m sure.”
“I agree, and Books or Keys can contact them. I’m thinking they’ll jump on the chance of a major charity run,” I add to the conversation.
“Show of hands that we leave the money in the bank and create a charity run to supplement what the fucker stole from the fundraising,” Pres asks, and every hand in the room is raised. “Okay, the next topic is the situation with Jeremy Clark. Cap, what’s he saying?”
“Jeremy is coming to check the clubhouse over, then discuss what is involved before giving us a loose quote. He is okay with doing it if there are no construction issues.” Cap continues. “He has seen the blueprints and thinks it will take approximately six months to cover all the work, so it’s not going to be a cheap fix. But he said once it’s done it will be something we won’t have to repeat, so the cost is a one-off.”
“We could ask him about building houses on the compound. I’d like a house on the compound for myself and Cilla. It would be safer for my family to be within the compound. I reckon he or she should be around the brothers, being brought up within the club and not living somewhere else,” I’m mentioning this as it’s a great time with discussing Jeremy working jobs for the club.
“I agree, Finger,” Pres quickly adds, and I can see he has considered this already. “Anyone who wants to invest in building a house then let’s make a plan of the compound area we are happy to use for building on and mark out plots. Then you can add your names to the plan whenever you want.”
Hot Rod speaks out surprising everyone. “How about we make a bid on the land next to the compound? It’s been standingfor years doing nothing but becoming a place some of the townsfolk dump shit onto. When the owner died forty years ago, it was left to his nephew who has never even been to look at it that I know of. I’ve asked about the land a few times since I’ve been here at the club. Nobody knows anything. We could ask the lawyers in town if they know anything?”
After a few words around the room, Pres holds his hand out to quiet the room. “Hot Rod, you check with the lawyers. If we can purchase the land, then it’s a good idea. We could use that as a housing area for the brothers to build on instead of using up the compound we have now.”
“Will do, Pres,” Hot Rod quickly responds.
“Last topic today is to congratulate our man here, Finger. He’s going to be a father,” Pres brags, and you’d think he was gonna be the father the way he is smiling.
“Do you think the baby will be able to speak to the dead?” Bowie asks, and every head in the room turns to look at him, “What? I only asked.”
Pres chuckles, “It’s a good question. We’ll not only have one Seer in the MC. We could have two!”
“I’m pleased I can’t see them. I don’t want to know if I have dead people sitting next to me or following me around. I love my brothers but I don’t know if it’s healthy for us to still have them meddling, and we all know Tank and Pyro enjoyed meddling,” Judge says, but has a half-grin on his face.
“It will be what it is, girl, boy, seer or not. I don’t care as long as Cilla and the baby are okay. It will be weird though if they both see and speak to the dead that I can’t see. I mean they could have conversations while I’m in the room, and I’d not know what the fuck was being said, or going on,” I chuckle nervously at thethought. Of course, that leads to everyone throwing out stupid scenarios.
Pres takes control of the room once more. “Okay, the wedding! Speak to Cilla and find out if she’s happy to have it here. We can dress the place up and have it in the compound. Cap is ordained so he can preside, and I can be the one who walks Cilla down the aisle.”
“I was going to offer to do that,” Rides grumbles.
“Yeah, so was I,” Tread jumps in to say, but other brothers join in.
Me? I sigh and let them get on with it for a while, right before I throw in a wrench. “Oh, I thought someone would want to be the Best Man?” I say this withbestsounding something very special, and it has more than a few clambering now to be the ‘Best Man.’
Well, this is a sight! The assholes are throwing bits of paper with their names written on, into a trash can so they can pull out one who will then be theBest Man.Wow, that is something to brag about in years to come-not!
Chapter 27
CILLA
My head aches a little, but with all the rushing around we have had to do this morning I’m not surprised. Shelby is in her office now that we have the lunchtime rush over. Maisy points outside at the same time as she asks, “Who is that?”
Walking over to the diner’s window, I notice Jet is outside. “That’s one of the prospects from the MC.” I mumble more to myself than Maisy.
“What’s he doing out there?”
Shaking my head, I reply as I walk toward the door. “No idea, but I’m going to find out.”
Opening the diner’s door, I step outside and cross my arms while tapping my foot. Showing him my agitation, but the small smile shows he is not intimidated. “Okay, what are you doing here?”
Jet smirks. “Well, I’m doing what my Pres told me to do.”
“And what is that, Jet?” I ask, beginning to lose my patience and thinking maybe I’ll call Pyro to light Jet’s ass.
Giving a gruff imitation of Tracker, Jet states. “Watch over the Seer. No mistakes, no fuck ups, you watch and make sure she is okay until Finger picks her up to take her home, or here to the clubhouse. Got me?”