Page 40 of Ride with Zane
Princess: I'd have loved to have you in my bed tonight.
Me: I know baby, I’d loved it too.
What Bonnie proposed is the right thing to keep her safe. I just need to figure out how to ask her to move to the clubhouse without lying to her.
“Hey, Rock, what's up man?” asks The Angels’ president as soon as he walks into my office.
“Hey, Terror, thank you for coming. Do you want something to drink?”
“Rock, am I late?” Bullet, The Wolves’ president, joins us. “Terror, you're here too.”
“Hey man.”
“So, what was the hurry?”
After shaking their hands, we take a seat. I’m not here to sweeten the pill. “Long story short, The Vipers are trying to move back to Newtok.”
Bullet widens his eyes. “Why? We kicked them out fifteen years ago.”
“They have a new president, and he didn’t get the memo.” But he’ll get it soon because Newtok is off limits for all the motherfuckers who think they can walk over my boundaries.
“If you need me, The Wolves are by your side.”
“Same goes for The Angels.” Terror firmly nods.
“We don't know what they're up to, but nothing is good when they are around.”
“Do you need more men to patrol the area?”
“Not for now, but I appreciate the offer, keep an eye open on your borders though.”
“Keep us posted. Things went great until now and I want them to continue that way.” Of course they want to. In all three areas the life quality improved, same goes for the economy and the criminal rate decreased. We made the State one of the safest and I’ll be damned if I’ll let them change it.
“Yeah, me too, Terror.” I haven't seen them in a while, but I knew I could count on them, and the same goes for me.
After a few hours of planning a safety program I head downstairs with them. Opening the door I hear the crowd cheering up.
“The new bartender is the finest piece of art,” says Bullet, waving goodbye. The new what?
The music is silent and I try to see what's going on but the customers are in my way. It seems all of them are gathered around the bar.What the fuck is happening?
I whistle, catching their attention “Move,” I snap seeing J, Victor and Ashley at the bar.
“What the hell is happening here?”
“We had a problem with the DJ, Rock,” says J.
“Why haven't I been informed?”
“I did, several times but I had to keep them at bay.”
I pick up my cellphone as the music begins to play again and I recognize Ash’s friend at the DJ console. Ashley comes to hug me, and I bend down to kiss her.
“What are you doing here?”
“I couldn't sleep, and I used it as an excuse to see you. Plus Luke came in hand since he loves music.” She shrugs with a sweet smile. “Is that a problem?”
“No, Princess. Why are you behind the bar?”