Page 5 of Nitro

I nod once before I turn to walk away. He says they need me, but I wonder if he realizes just how much I need them?

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I get back to the underground clubhouse to see that Rage is waiting for me the second that I get inside.

“What the hell are you doing just standing here? Don’t you have people to police?” Instantly I'm on guard. With me being the VP, he has no right to be watching what I’m doing.

“Yeah, the savages are behaving. Besides, Rooster told me to wait for you. He wants you to get whatever personal affects you have ready.” Rage tilts his head to the side, like a dog looking at a human.

“What the fuck for?”

“How should I know? I only do what the president asks me to do. What were you doing? You acting a bit jumpy.” Rage takes a step in my direction and I take one back just in case he’s going to try and jump me or something like that.

“Don’t worry about what I was doing. I was off getting my dick sucked. I don’t need to act like a damn brute like the rest of you assholes.” I roll my eyes and walk by him making sure to keep an ear out in case he walks up behind me.

It takes so much to not show how on edge everyone has me in here. I don’t know how people do this for years on end.

I walk to the back of the tunnels and am surprised to see that so many people are either sleeping or relaxing against the wall. Rage was right, everyone is behaving. I just don’t understand how that can be. Usually, these people are all over the place, fighting and trying to fuck anything that moves.

I find Rooster in the back by his makeshift room. Kneeling in front of him is one of the new recruits, his head bobbing back and forth as Rooster forces his dick down his throat.

“Nitro, where the hell you been man? I was starting to get worried.” Rooster’s eyes are glazed over and his body is lax. I don’t know what the hell he’s on, but it’s mellowing him out.

“I was out, let me know when you finish with this shit.” I swipe my hand in his direction before I turn to leave. I don’t need to see this shit.

“Oh, don’t be such a wuss, head is fucking head. What the fuck does it matter if it’s from a man or a woman?” Rooster laughs, but I don’t stand there and argue with him I don’t have time for that. I need to figure out what’s going on and why all of a sudden, we need to get our stuff together.

My room is nothing compared to what I have back at the Spawns' clubhouse, but it’s what I’ve been calling home. I check over my stuff like I do every time I come back from a run to make sure that no one has fucked with it. Since I’ve been here, I’ve become more and more paranoid. Always feeling like someone is onto me and what I’m actually doing. I’m not built for undercover work.

“Nitro, bring your ass.” Rooster calls out.

I peek out the curtain that separates my space to see him fixing his pants. That didn’t take long.

“What’s up?” I ask.

“You remember what I told you about making bigger things happen for us, well it starts today. We’re moving, but only the ones we feel are actually an asset. We got a real fucking clubhouse, not this bullshit cesspool.”

“A real clubhouse? Where? How?” I don’t remember Rooster leaving in the last few weeks. How the hell did he manage to pull an entire compound out of his ass?

“I have my ways brother; you should know that.” He laughs and claps me on my back. “Besides, I had to do something while the lot of you were out terrorizing the town.” He shrugs and I have to bite my tongue again.

I didn’t want to do any of that, but it was on his orders that we did and now he’s blowing it off like it was my idea. Fucking prick.

“Where is it? Underground again?” I speak up not wanting to stay on the topic of how I'm the one terrorizing the town.

“You ever heard of the golden city?”

I think back to my small bit of education, I've only heard of one place called the golden city, “El Dorado?”

“Fuck yes!” Rooster says with a huge grin on his face. He’s proud of himself.

I on the other hand nearly shit myself, “You want to take the club out of the country?”

“What? No.”

“El Dorado is in Africa.” I shake my head confused as fuck.

The smirk on Rooster’s face fades, “Oh, well there’s another one in the states, in Arkansas. There is a large area near the town that was available. A few warehouses that were abandoned. I’ve bought one and have had it made into a home for us.” He gets closer to me and puts a hand on my shoulder. “See brother, I told you that I would treat you better than the Spawns. We’re going to live like fucking royalty and take over everything while we do it.”