Inferno：A Devil Chaser’s MC Romance(29)

Bishop was pissed that the Diablos were coming after them like this, and there was no way he was going to let them get away with it. He knew Duce was their biggest issue, but Bishop didn’t have a problem taking down the entire Diablo MC if he needed to. He decided to get Renegade to help him set up a plan.

He found Renegade in his room at the club. When he walked up, his door was open, and his entire focus was on a picture in his hand. Bishop made his way over to him, and he noticed that the picture was of Ace’s sister, Taylor. She looked younger and had her arm wrapped around Renegade’s waist. He cleared his throat to get Renegade’s attention.

He looked up and it took him a moment to sort his thoughts. He cleared his throat and said, “Hey, Prez. Looks like we gotta step up our game.” He quickly slid the picture into his back pocket and stood to face Bishop. “I hate to say it, but they just brought on a war.”

“You’re right. That’s why I’m here. I need to know where your head is at, Renegade. Are you ready for what’s coming? I know you have a lot going on with Ace’s death, but we need to make a move. I need to know if I can count on you.”

Renegade tilted his head and gave Bishop a thoughtful look. He was trying to hold back his temper when he said, “What the fuck, man? I’ve always been here when you needed me. Yeah, it’s been tough losing Ace, but that’s just another reason to make these motherfuckers pay.”

“That’s what I was hoping you would say. I want to make you my new Sergeant of Arms. I know it might be tough taking Ace’s position and all, but I need someone I can trust. I need you.”

Renegade was obviously surprised by Bishop’s request. He was silent for a moment, and then nodded. “You got it, boss. I’ll do whatever you need me to do. This club is my life, and I’ll do right by my brothers. I’m here for you.”

“Good to hear it. I’ll bring it up for vote during our next meet for church. We need to get a plan together to take these fuckers out, and we have to play it smart. They’ve already shown that they can get to us. Now, we need to let them know we can get to them. We have to get them where it counts.”

“Bobby needs to look into their dealings with the gangs in Memphis. You know he has several of them pissed because he ripped them off. We can use that to our advantage. We also need to get with the other MCs in the area and get as much information on their club as we can. The more we know about them, the better.”

“Make it happen. Get with Bobby on it and let me know what you find out. I’m gonna make a few calls. We’ll have to handle this ourselves, but the more information we have against them, the easier it’ll be. Be ready to share what you find out with me later today. I’m calling a meeting so we can get things moving.”

After working several hours on hacking into the Memphis City Police database, Bobby discovered that Duce was under investigation for more than they expected. Apparently, he had a thing for young girls. Very young girls. When he looked at the pictures the police had collected, he had to fight back the urge to get sick. He couldn’t imagine what kind of sick bastard could do that to a child. The police had also targeted Duce’s club for gun trafficking and dealing illegal drugs. They hadn’t made a connection to the Devil Chasers MC yet, so they were lucky they got out when they did. Duce was a sick fucker, and Bobby didn’t feel guilty at all about making him pay. He gathered his information into a file to give Renegade. He knew he would be talking to Bishop about what he found. He looked forward to hearing their plan for taking the Diablos down.





Renegade was waiting for Bishop at the bar. He was looking over the folder of information Bobby had given him. He had also been in contact one of his friends from a MC in Memphis. Bishop was eager to see what they’d found out. He took the seat next to Renegade at the bar.

Renegade looked away from his file and over to Bishop. “It turns out that Duce has a shitload of trouble sitting at his back door. He’s under investigation with the police for all sorts of shit. They got him for trafficking drugs, guns, and apparently he has a thing for little girls. He also owes a shitload of money to the Southwest Jackals. They’re one of the rougher gangs in Memphis. The Diablos shorted them on their last four drop offs, and they haven’t paid their half of the boot for the past two months. The Jackals are pissed and ready to make him pay up…one way or another. They might be willing to work with us. Pops knows one of their advisors. He could call him and feel them out.”

“None of that surprises me. He’s a lowlife motherfucker. We need to get the Jackals to set up a fake drop off. With a tip to our contacts with the cops, we can get him busted. We just need the Jackals to agree to the setup. Get Pops on it,” Bishop turned to leave. “Good work, Renegade. It’s time to share what you found out with the rest of the crew.”