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We pull into towards the back of the diner and club to check the angles on the cameras. After cutting the engines off, we climb off the bike.
“Looks like they are still here, prez,” Capone calls out as he checks the one of the right end of the building.
I’m on the left doing the same thing. The last thing we want is from some crackhead or loser thinking they can swipe it and sell it at the pawn shop. They would be too stupid to check that our logo is on the cameras. A bunch of assholes for thinking they can steal from a motorcycle club.
“Yeah, looks like it here, too. Let’s go inside.”
We get to the front of the diner and am immediately greeted by Beth.
“You came!” She cheers while trying to throw herself into Capone’s arms.
He doesn’t take the bait. After everything Beth has done and continues to do, I doubt they would ever try again.
“Yeah,” he mutters and walks past her.
Kaylie sees us the second we walk into the diner. She’s a pretty girl, but has had a thing with for Capone for years. He won’t give her the time of the day, though.
Since she has become manager of the diner, we haven’t seen her around too much. However, the chick is really smart and has been running the diner as if she owns it.
“What brings you by, Hawk?” She asks cheerfully.
The pretty red head is always smiling whenever she sees us. I think it’s because she wants to prove how competent she is to be the manager. All we care about is the money that lines up at the end of the day. That and our girls are safe.
“Hey, gorgeous. We’re here to check the cameras in the back,” I inform her with my hand around her waist.
She smiles. “All right, you know the way. I have a new girl filling out paperwork back there. Be nice to her!”
I shrug her off. I’m always nice.
Every club has the signature bad boy of the club and that’s not me. I’m the flirt. I love the thrill of the hunt and knowing the chick wants me. I’m not one of the assholes like Gear who fucks them and kicks them out. They know what they sign up for when they come to bed with me. I’m not interested in an ol’ lady. Just a good time.
The waitresses and even some of the people in here stop and greet us as we walk through. I make small talk as much as I can but my focus is on the cameras. I need to make sure my girls are okay if they are going to be here.
“You want anything to drink, Hawk?” Capone asks while open the office door.
“Yeah, I’ll take a coffee. It’s gonna be a long night,” I call back.
“Uh, hi,” a feminine voice calls out to me.
Holy fuckin’ shit. This girl is smokin’ hot.
