Page 97 of Master's Rise
Closing my eyes, I feel it. “It’s time to let you go, Jules. Always in my heart but a different time in my life.” A deep breath has me moving. The ride is cathartic. Jules was so different, but so was I. We lived in two worlds and made it work for the time we had. She wasn’t all in for the Club but she loved me. I loved her too, but even that was different. Whatever it was, it’s time to put her in the past and move forward with the amazing woman that’s all in for me. I smile pulling into my spot. I’m all in for her too.
Raid pulls up on the side of me. “You couldn’t give me a heads up?”
I look at him wondering who pissed in his Cheerios. “No. I’m minutes away. Every bit of it is on feeds. Relax, Brother.”
“I will when you realize the roads are public, woods aren’t on feeds and you just wiped a fuck ton of pussies out, not to mention Six-Guns that took the contract for you.”
Mentally I’m rolling my eyes. Physically, I smile. “Six-Guns didn’t take the contract, I did. Then I took out Carlson, who never paid or had the payment. The woods have sensors. The roads are monitored and the pussies are dead. What the fuck is your problem?”
“We always ride together, now you just ride by my house.”
Fucking Brothers. “You should cook us dinner. I’d ridetoit then.”
“You want steak? I got a good grill in back.” He pushes a Prospect out of the way. He was walking too fucking slow anyway.
“Yeah. I need to talk to Trask and a Mason down from Seren’s dad’s.” I pull my phone and scroll for Trask while I walk. “The bikes look nice inside. I like the little shit the cowboy does. It’s never too much.” Crow’s and my dad’s bikes are placed so they’re not in walkways but on display to the sides of the two-step platform holding the RR. The bike that started Carlson’s attacks with Badass.
“Everyone likes it. I’m calling Amos. I’ll ask Hade, Falcon, Web, the twins and Banks too. Amos will help cook the other shit.”
I nod. “Sounds good.”
Trask picks up. “Meet me in my office.” I hit Herman with the same message.
“We getting breakfast?”
We’re already going up the stairs. “I ate.”
“See, you ride by, now you already ate.”
I stop and look at the ass. “I’m your fucking President, not ol’ lady. Find a fucking woman, Brother.”
He nods. “It’s about time you fucking admitted it.”
“Shoes are fitting nicely, Pres.” Fucking Falcon jogs up the rest of the stairs.
Raid looks at my feet and I laugh following Falcon. My beautiful girl knew. It’s time to let it all go.
My office door is blocked by Herman. “Boss.”
I like that he picked biker up so quick. “Brother. You need a road name.”
He steps aside so I can put my thumb on the keypad. Web had new shit put on the full Officer and the armory doors. It’s easier so I like it, but he’s going to kill me with new technology.
“Tank was it but I hate it. It’s like being called Easy. Too many with the name. Not at all memorable or imaginative.”
I laugh. “Tank fits but we have a Tank and you’re right, he’s a fucking bull but not really memorable.”
“He slides around the edges,” Raid says and I nod. That’s it exactly. He’s always there but unless he’s shooting at someone, or beating them to a pulp, he isn’t really seen.
I’m waiting on McCabe so I sit. “It looks nice in here. The cowboy is good.”
Raid sits on the new couch and Herman in one of two new chairs in front of my desk. They look better than the old and a fuck of a lot bigger. I get up so I can try it out too.
“What’s with the guy down from Seren’s dad’s.”
“This chair is nice, Brother. I can’t believe the little runt is able to pick furniture that fits us. Herman, you need him doing your house. You moving to the condo, Brother?”
“I could. I’d like being away from work. Living in the building will get monotonous.”
