Page 99 of Creed

“I appreciate both of you for meeting with me today.” Sniper said.

“Well, you’re about to appreciate me a little more.” I turned and waved my men up. Irons and Baros stepped out of the van and walked to the back and opened the doors. Both Sniper and Axel quickly reached behind them to their weapons. “Stand down, I come bearing a few gifts.”

We watched as Baros and Irons pulled four men from the back of the van. Sniper gasped. “But how? I’ve not stopped searching and I didn’t think you even had names yet.”

Axel chuckled. “You have little faith, Sniper. Creed gets shit done.” Axel patted his shoulder. “Bring them on in.” He ordered my men.

Axel opened the door, and I followed with the six men behind me. Four of them were beaten to a pulp and handcuffed. As I walked through the Fallen Angel’s compound, I witnessed what I would have considered pure hell. A few guys were doing lines of coke, another guy was getting sucked off by a chick that obviously saw better days, a foursome was occurring in another corner, and someone’s grandma was dancing on top the bar completely naked. Well, she could have been someone’s grandma or a chick that lived one hell of a hard life. All of that, and it wasn’t even noon yet. I felt like I was catching some STD just from being in the building. I was led down a long hall then Axel stopped and opened one door and signaled my men to throw the guests of honor inside then he locked them in before leading all of us to another room.

We were offered a seat, but I still felt dirty from seeing those women. They definitely saw better days, so I stayed standing. I opened my mouth right away. “I thought you were done with the drugs.” I refused to sit, fearing whatever germs would have been waiting for me.

“We never said we were done with them, they just aren’t a part of our business.” Axel had no problem letting me see that shit even though I mainly worked on the other side of the law. He knew Club X wasn’t completely innocent either.

Axel looked at Sniper. “Has he delivered what you needed? It’s done?”

Sniper nodded. “That’s the last of them, but I don’t understand how this happened. I never gave names.’

Axel chuckled. “Creed has a way of getting things done. You’ll learn that, and if he wanted you locked up, he’d get that done as well. You’ll learn not to cross this man and also never ask questions.”

What Sniper didn’t know, but Axel did, is that it was my men working undercover. I had them all over the country and word traveled fast. My operatives were able to identify them because all four had big mouths and couldn’t keep them shut. All I had to do was wait, and last night, one of my crews delivered what was left of the rogue Reject’s. The men attempted to prospect for another MC out in L.A. The operatives took a road trip and delivered the men straight to me. That meant I had a few more undercover operatives back at Creed's Lake, but they wouldn’t stay long. They needed to get back to their MC.

Sniper looked at me. “What is it you want in exchange?”

He had no clue just how in debt he was from that day on. “Lets make something clear. I’m not just delivering these men, I’ve guaranteed law enforcement will turn a blind eye to whatever happens with them today. They just ask not to hear about it. We can also say the State Police Superintendent doesn’t care too much about these men’s fate either, but it all comes with a pretty high price.”

“Name it.” Sniper wanted what I had to offer.

“Keep the drugs, prostitution, and gambling out of Sinclair County. You are also to stay the fuck away from the Rossi family. That includes Adeline Doyle. She will never be a part of your life.”

He ran a hand down his beard. “How is Addie?”

“Thriving, happy with her new circumstances, safe, and absolutely adorable.” I answered.

“That’s all I ask. The Rossi family was never in danger because of us, and I want Addie to have a better life than she had or could have with us. I had no problem with Morgan or her family, and if anything, I’m in their debt for taking Addie and providing a safe home. Honestly, they could have counted on our protection.” Sniper said.

“I have claimed Morgan Rossi as my old lady and Addie is to be considered our child. They belong to Creed’s Lake. I want to make that clear.”

Both men agreed.

“So, let’s make all this clear. In exchange for these four thugs and LEO’s blind eye as far as they are concerned, we agree that Sinclair County belongs to us. None of your men or prospects will cross that border without an invitation. The Rossi family is off limits, and believe me, you don’t want to cross us. I am a powerful man, and I mean it when I say, I will make you suffer. In the meantime, I want your loyalty and your word that if the Cartel makes any moves or threats to either one of your MC’s, we are to be informed right away. I don’t like surprises, and I don’t want them near Sinclair County.” I named my price, but I wasn’t asking for much.

Sniper stood and stuck his hand out to shake it. “You can count on the Devil’s Rejects. We are in your debt and if you ever need anything, just call us.”

I shook his hand in return.

Sniper had more to say. “With that being said, we should bring you up to date with the Cartel. It seems our rogue members royally fucked me over. My compound is underlockdown, and I sent our old ladies and kids to Ohio for protection with one of our chapters. Not only did they deny my attempt to buy out of their operation, those fucks that went rogue killed two medium ranking members of the cartel. They have already laced the heroin sold in this area with a deadly amount of fentanyl. There has been an unusually high rate of overdoses and unfortunately whoever is dealing it has targeted very young people, especially high school and college students. Law enforcement is looking in the wrong direction and believe the Rejects and the Fallen Angel’s are responsible. Two days ago, I received word that a few La eme members, or more widely known as Mafia Mexicana, has been spotted in the area. They’re out for blood to make an example out of us. My father made a shit ton of money for them over the years because of his success in getting the drugs to Chicago. They expect the same from me and have promised one death per month until I agree to their terms. They’ve kept that promise, and I just lost one of my men to them last week. They made sure I knew exactly who was responsible.”

Shit! “How did they make sure you knew they were responsible?”

“It was a classic cartel move. They shot him and dumped his body at our gate. Told the men who were standing guard to give me the message. One body a month until I accept their terms.”

“Call us if you need us, but you’ll be taking a risk. We will bring law enforcement with us. I could never send my men in as an MC and risk being targeted by the cartel. They already have a problem with us, but they haven’t yet identified us. My men would have to be disguised as law enforcement and work alongside them. I will tell you what though, I will send in a tip tothe feds. They’d want to know there’s a heavier cartel presence this far north. Just lay low if you see more government agencies around. That goes for both of you.”

Axel slapped my shoulder. “Stick around after the show. I’m sure there’s a few girls here that would love to entertain all three of you.” I must have made a disgusted look because he chuckled. “Say no more, we’re down to slim pickings here in the compound. All my good entertainment is in the clubs. Shit, I wouldn’t even touch any of these nasty bitches. Come on, let’s get this show started.”

Axel took us out back and the guys and I waited while Axel and Sniper called for their men. They brought out the four rogue members, and lined them up. He even took off their blindfolds.

“Expose your weapons.” Axel ordered and all the bikers drew their guns. “Fire!”

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