Page 30 of Shar: A Woman Alone

Zara nods. “Yes, that’s a good move. I’m okay with doingthat. You know I love the club and am more than happy that people know I’massociated with it.”

Nodding in return, you can see the pride Sharp has for Zara,and it chokes me a little, watching it. “I’ll make sure I’m involved, UncleSharp. I’ll work with Bank, Zip and Pen.”

“I’ll help where I can. But remember, I’ll be leaving. Idon’t mind staying a little extra to make sure you are set up, Zara, but I wantto move along. I have places to go, things to see.” I am not going to put myplans on hold for long. I paid my dues to society, as they say, even though Ishould never have been in prison. But I’m not going to dwell on that. It’s thepast and it can stay in the past where it belongs.

It doesn’t take long for us to get things moving in theoffice, and Zara takes the plan with her to speak with Bank. They need it onpaper for the next church meeting so the brothers can have a vote. I don’tthink there will be a problem with the business happening, as Gunner will buyit outright if the club votes it down. Either way, Zara will get the salon.

Two hours later, I walk into Dance Mecca with Sharp, Trip,Crack, Brawl and Atlas. It was great to see them all on their hogs, I have toadmit, and I would have loved to have jumped on the back of one, but that’s fortheir women only. I drove my SUV and enjoyed the music playing on the radio.

Stopping to watch the woman training the strippers on thepole is amusing. Jasmine is hanging upside down, but it’s not elegant in anyway. She has one leg wrapped around the pole, which she is hugging to herselfas though her life depends on it. When she slips down the pole, bangs her headon the floor, and her legs drop with her knees hitting the floor hard, I turnto Brawl, who is standing next to me. “That had to hurt,” I state, which hashim chuckling.

“You think one of the others will be any better, because I’dnot pay a dime to watch Jasmine on that pole,” Atlas states as he folds hisarms over his chest.

Crack laughs, “I fuckin’ hope so, because you’re right,Jasmine is hopeless at this.”

Turning, I look at Sharp. “I’m going to see where Fantasiais because she’s supposed to be here with all the other women.”

I’m surprised when Sharp follows me through to the changingrooms, but I’m more surprised to see Fantasia stuffing a blue sequined top intoher large purse. “What are you doing with Vixen’s costume?” I blurt.

“Um, I’m borrowing it.” Fantasia is not good at coveringwhat she’s up to as she is shuffling her feet and trying her best not to lookat me or Sharp.

Sharp isn’t slow on the uptake and shouts over his shoulder,“TRIP, ASK VIXEN IF SHE IS GIVING HER BLUE OUTFIT TO FANTASIA.”

“Oh, I’ll leave it here for her,” Fantasia states as shethrows down the costume onto Vixen’s makeup station.

“No, she didn’t, Pres,” Trip states as he stands behindSharp.

Now, I’m ready to throw down some attitude before I get ridof this thieving bitch, but Sharp gets to it first.

“Get your gear and get the fuck out. You don’t work hereanymore, you are not welcome here anymore, you come near any of the clubbusinesses and you’ll be dealing with me…personally.” Sharp is right in herface, but what is making this so frightening is the fact he hasn’t raised hisvoice.

“Please, I need this job.” Fantasia rushes to Sharp, andright before she touches him, Trip steps around and blocks her path.

“I suggest you quickly get your things and leave. When thePresident of the MC tells you to leave, I suggest you do, and quickly,” I amtrying to save her getting into any more shit, but from the look on her face,she is not going to go easily.

“I need this job…”

Before she can continue, Trip grabs her around the back ofher neck and frog marches her out of the dressing room. I jump out of the wayas he passes, but her screeching is ear-splitting.

I rush out of the dressing room and to the women who arestill practicing. “Can someone come and pack all of Fantasia’s things, please?She has been dismissed and removed from the property for stealing. Vixen, wasyour blue costume left lying around?”

Vixen quickly walks over to me, “No, Shar, I had it in mycostume bag because I was taking it to the lady that makes my costumes. It hasa small tear, and I wanted it fixed before it got worse.”

“Well, Fantasia was stealing it. We caught her red-handed,putting it into her purse. She won’t be coming back, so you’ll all have someextra hours if you want them?” I get head nods that they are happy with a fewextra hours. I pat Vixen’s shoulder as I pass her and head back to where I’mgoing to take Sharp to check out the apartment.

“You know, Shar, you could stay here with me and we’ll havea beer while the brothers check out the apartment.” Crack grins at me, and Ireckon something is going on with all these brothers, but I can’t put my fingeron it just now.

“Okay. I’m up for a drink, but not beer because I never havealcohol and drive. I know Chuck is on the bar and he’ll make a great lemon andlime soda.” I don’t wait for Crack to follow. I make my way to the bar, ordermy drink, and perch on a bar stool.

I notice Crack doesn’t actually have a beer, he has a bottleof water. Which takes me by surprise somewhat. But I think about the brothersat the Raging Barons MC and know they never drink and get on their hogs. “So,what’s going on with all of you?” I ask, and Crack frowns as he looks at me.

“What do you mean?”

“Well, most of you here with us are officers. Brawl issitting watching the women practice, while Atlas is stalking around the place.”I swivel around in my seat and stare right into Crack's eyes.

“When Pres is out of the clubhouse, he always has officersto cover his back. He doesn’t like it, but it’s how it’s got to be. Youthinking something sinister is going on?”

“No, but I didn’t realize you all followed Sharp around.Axel doesn’t do that, he just goes wherever he wants, when he wants. But I knowthat Drag is always one step behind, much to Axel’s annoyance.” I grin tomyself because I’ve seen Axel sneak out and Drag be pissed that he’sdisappeared.

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