Page 23 of Shar: A Woman Alone

“Why didn’t you just leave?Join a one-percenter club and save your life?” I ask.

“Why should any of us leavewhat is our home, because one man decides to redirect everything we do?” Outlawsnarls, and I must look astonished because the issue of taking the club downthe legitimate route was put to a vote, and every brother of the club was atthat meeting.

“You were at the meeting, yousaw how the vote went. Only three of you voted against it. It’s calleddemocracy, the largest vote is the way we go. That’s why Pres made sure everybrother was at that meeting. You are an idiot for remaining here and to evenconsider killing Sharp. You signed your death sentence.”

The door opens and Trip,along with Brawl, walks inside, giving me a nod. I know that Sharp was puttingOutlaw’s death to a vote of the officers. I’d already given him my vote, and Iknow Zip and Shrapnel had as well.

“Pres will be here in amoment,” Trip states, and stands with his arms folded across his chest.

“Just get on with it. We allknow I’m not making it out of here,” Outlaw snaps.

Trip smirks as he replies,“Oh, you’ll not be getting out of here. You are an idiot. You could have workedat the garage, earning a decent living. Maybe getting yourself a decent womanand having kids. But here you are with nothing to show for your miserable life.Beer, women and getting high. Yeah, we know you started using and dealing andthat alone was going to get your ass kicked out of the club. You were on aslope to the bottom, so as I see it, we are saving you a humiliating ending.”

Sharp walks into the room,looks at each of us before turning to Outlaw, who is sitting calmly on thechair he’s tied to. But the pulse in his neck tells the story that he’s notreally ready to leave this world.

“You have been convicted byyour own admission of conspiring against the President of the Club. Namely me.”Sharp gives the cold smirk that we all know means he is about to do somethingnasty. “We have held a vote as to allowing you to leave or your demise. Yourdemise won. You acted with treasonous intentions toward the club, and for that,you will take your last breath.”

Surprising all of us, Sharptakes out his weapon, shoots Outlaw once between the eyes, and one directly tothe heart. Turning, Sharp looks at every one of us in the eye before stating,“Clean this mess up.”

Watching Sharp leave, I know,along with everyone else, that he’s going to hate himself for a few weeksbecause of this. But, we will all be saying the same thing, which is, whenanyone threatens a brother’s life, we have to take it seriously and move on itfast. It’s not something we can allow to fester.

“We’ll take out the trash,Crack,” Runner states as he turns to Tin, who gives him a nod.

“Thanks, brothers,” I stateas I walk out and head to the bar where I need a whisky to wash this out of mymouth.

Sitting at the bar sipping mywhisky, I look around at the few brothers that are here at the moment afterpulling a night shift at the strip club, I feel the solemn aura in the room.None of us like to see a brother die, but to have to kill one leaves a foultaste in your mouth.

Hearing a screech from thekitchen, I rush through the door and stand shocked seeing Lira covered in cakebatter. Ben, the prospect is on the floor with bags of groceries scatteredaround him, and Josie and Lizzie standing over him with smirks on their faces.

“What the everlovin’ fuck isgoing on in here?” I snarl.

Ben jumps to his feet,rubbing his knee, then his elbow, before pointing at the two club women. “Thesetwo were badmouthing Lira. But I couldn’t get through the door fast enough tostop them from throwing a bowl of cake batter over her. These two are rancidbitches, and Lira has done nothing to earn their non-stop nastiness.”

Now, I’m a bit shockedbecause I’ve never heard Ben say so much. In fact, I didn’t know he knew thatmany words! Turning, I look at Lira. “Go clean up, Lira. I’ll deal with this.”

“Thanks, Crack.”

I watch as Lira quietly walksout of the kitchen and to the small room attached, which we gave her to use ifshe ever needed to stay over at the clubhouse. Once she has closed the door Iturn and look at Ben. “Are you okay?”

Ben gives me a nod as hepicks up the bags of groceries he had obviously been carrying inside. “I’ll getthe rest of the bags and help Lira put this away.”

I can see and feel that Benis angry. I can also understand, and turning to the smirking bitches, I stepup, grab each firmly by the arm and drag them out of the kitchen and directlyto Sharp's office.

Dragging them into theoffice, Sharp looks up from behind his desk and Trip, who had been looking outof the window, turns and frowns at the sight of the two I’m dragging. I pushthem none too gently I admit, into seats in front of Sharps desk.

“These two have been messingwith Lira in the kitchen. Ben is more than pissed about what’s just gone down.I walked in and Ben was on his fucking knees with groceries all around him.He’d fallen trying to get into the kitchen fast enough to help Lira, becausethese two bitches were badmouthing her, then had the audacity to tip a bowl ofcake batter on her.” Now, by the time I’ve finished my rant I’m puffing forbreath, and Sharp is glaring at the two of them. Trip, who is a little morehair triggered, is ready to kill them both, and it’s more than obvious with thelook he’s giving them.

Sharp slowly stands, handsflat on his desk, as he glares at each of them. “I told you all to leave Liraalone. She’s doing one fuck of a good job in the kitchen. She’s the best cookwe’ve ever had and you are not running her off. If I have one more incident,complaint or anything else about either of you two then you can pack your gearand get the fuck out. I’m done with all this drama. You either do as you arehere to do, keep your fucking mouths shut, unless the brothers want them, orget gone. Those are your only options from this point on.” Sharp retakes hisseat, Trip gives a grunt of satisfaction, and I watch the pair of bitchescrying, which is fairly ugly crying, I have to say. “Oh,” Sharp continues, “youare both on bathroom cleaning duty, and no sex for a month. Now get out of myoffice.”

They both jump out of theirseats and run out of the door, which has both myself and Trip chuckling,because it’s not a pretty sight to see. They have stripper heels on and a lackof clothing. I shake my head, wondering why a brother even wants to go therewith either of them.

“Call Psycho and Porky,Crack. See if you can persuade them to come back. We have places they can work,make a decent life for themselves. Oh, there was a message on the club phonefor you to contact someone at a gas station. He has news for you, or something!”Sharp turns to the paperwork on his desk, showing me this meeting is over.

I walk back to my room andtake a seat in the easy chair by the window. Settling back with my eyes closedfor a few moments before taking out my phone, I make the call to the gasstation manager. I have watched out for anything suspicious after the incidentboth myself and Shar found ourselves involved with.

I make the call, and it’spicked up after six rings. “Hi, it’s Crack. What do you have for me, Stan?”

The manager, Stan, takes abreath, which is clear to hear on my side of the conversation. “Hang on, Crack,let me close the office door.” I hear him slam the door closed, beforeshuffling back to, I presume, his desk. “Okay, I have seen nothing suspicioussince we spoke about that incident. It had to have been a one-off thing withsome assholes trying to get involved in shit. I have heard the pair of themwere taken care of, if you know what I mean. Anyway, I have added two CCTVcameras to the front of the station and two more inside. Nothing has been seenas off in any way. But, that woman you saved came in the other day, and I wastalking pleasantly with her. She informed me that her friend’s sister had notbeen abducted at all, she’d staged it so she could fuck off with a man she’djust met.”

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