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Chapter Twenty Nine

CAGE

“Even if we get the drugs to the docks we need to get a new contact at the dock. Allan retired.” Vod was bringing up our latest problem, with getting our drugs in.

I was barely listening. As an enforcer my job was to keep this meeting, as well as the club in line. But when it came to business I just voted. Didn’t speak up. Didn’t suggest other options. I just sat back, let them deal with it.

Jacob was still coming down from his bender. Lit was making suggestions, while shooting glares at me.

Hawk was silent.

Wild was drumming his fingers on the table, which was annoying me. My ears were sensitive since hitting the liquor last night.

Money, sex and drugs was what this lifestyle was built on. And currently our money was running low, our drugs weren’t coming in and as for sex— well the women kept up with that.

The Mother Chapter was running at max, if not overloaded with members from southern Chapter and the west coming to visit.

Their presence was felt in this meeting as their patch table members took a chair on the sidelines around the table.

“Wild find out who replaced Allan, and apply some pressure. We need a contact. Vod is right.” Hawk ran a hand down his long beard. “As for the other matter.”

My eyes went to him. Other matter? What other matter? I looked around the table, no one else knew what he was talking about.

“Got pulled up on a speeding ticket. Been drinking. Looking at six months now.” Hawk’s eyes went off his whiskey glass. “Ain’t shit I can do to get off it. Plus there are a few members inside I need to have a word with.”

“You’re going to prison?” Jacob looked at Hawk, seeming furious. “When’s court?”

“Had it.” Hawk’s words sent rage across the table. “Now, I’m going in for six months in two days. And I need shit here sorted before I do. Family shit,” he looked at Jacob, “and club shit.”

“How did Autumn take it?” I spoke for the first time since sitting down in this meeting.

Hawk looked at me, “Like I’m fucking telling you.” And with those words, he got up. “Two days boys to get shit in line. And Vod will be stepping up while I’m in.”

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I was in the garage working on my F-100 when my phone buzzed on the workbench. Working towards it. Seeing Holly’s name.

“Hello?” I said into the phone.

“Cage, I need Autumn’s number.”

“Why?”

“Aaron’s gone on a bender. Apparently, she might know where he went,” Holly said sounding panicked. “Please Cage. I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t important.”

“I don’t have it.” I knew I had to be a good friend to Holly so. “I can go ask her though, she’s inside.”

“Thank you so much Cage. I’ll wait for you to call back.”

Putting the spanner down, I headed into the clubhouse. Autumn hadn’t spoken to me since she nearly blew up in front of everyone that we had sex. Walking through the pub, up the hall. I knocked on her door. Hearing hushed voices.

Well she wasn’t alone.

The door opened and Autumn was standing there with tears in her eyes.

“Are you okay?” It was my immediate response. I hated seeing her upset. “Autumn.”

I leaned on the door and it opened fully, and sitting on her bed was Aaron Crow. Bitterness, with anger mixed through my blood.

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