Page 25 of Cage's Ruin

Hade’s Horsemen were currently at war with Cartel over territory and they cut their cocaine suppliers off.

After I called Zeke Hunt, my next phone call would be to Aaron Crow—who I was hoping would agree to this plan which could be considered madness on my behalf.

My goal was to unity the three clubs as one. But the fact Hade’s Horsemen was one fucking blood deep generation club, well it was fair to say that Zeke wouldn’t be agreeing lightly to a patch over.

I had thought of all the angles.

I had thought of all the possible answers. And now, it was time to get one.

So I ignored Autumn’s missed phone call and waited for Zeke to answer. When he barked a rude hello in the phone. I explained it was me.

“Didn’t think Cage Hurley had time for Hades?” Zeke said to me through the phone.

If my plan was to work, I’d be riding for a form of Hades by the end of the month.

“Need a sit down brother have a proposal for you.” I said into the phone, looking at the burning cigarette in between my fingers.

“Busy with the Cartel, is this proposal worth me flying from my state to yours, to hear?”

“Yes.” I replied. “It could be the answer to all your fucking war.”

He went silent.

“Heard you were losing brother? The war that is.” I added.

He remained quiet. From what I heard their body count was going up, not down, and the more men he lost, the more chance he would lose his club.

“I’m sorry for your loss as well.” I said, speaking about his parents Haylee and Lucian, who had lost their lives to the war.

He didn’t say thank you. Instead he said. He’d come and I knew then, things were changing and if I had it my way, Hade’s Horsemen, The Crows and the Vultures, would all be coming one; Hade’s Vultures.

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