“You don’t know that. He kept Ice under lock and key. He could’ve done the same thing with Krista,” Reese adds, always the voice of reason.
Timber shakes his head. “She wasn’t under lock and key when she got here. She could’ve came to any one of us, instead of playing his game. Hell, I hate the fuckin’ cops, but she’s not a club member. She could have went to the police.”
Glad to hear my own thoughts are shared by at least one other brother, I say, “That’s exactly what I was thinking.”
Reese leans back in his seat. “You think she’s playing you and Jenna?”
I shrug. “I don’t know. Her fear of Timmons is real, but there’s more to the story than she’s telling.”
“I don’t really give a fuck,” Chipper says in a voice only slightly lower than a roar. “She came here to help that sick bastard get my girl. As far as I’m concerned, she’s a dead woman.”
I nod in agreement. “I agree, but the hard part is getting Jenna to see the light. She sees too much of herself in this girl. She ain’t gonna want to see Krista hurt.”
“Too fuckin’ bad,” Chipper shouts.
I see the boys start to nod and know that Krista’s days are coming to an end. “We’ll deal with her later. For now, we need to focus on finding Timmons. I want his ass dead. I’m gonna call in the all the boys. I’m even gonna ask the Lords to keep their eyes open.”
“You put a price on his head, you’ll have every biker in the state looking for him,” Preach says. “The Lords will help, but they’ll be diligent if they know something’s coming to them at the end.”
I think for a second then say, “Twenty-five thousand.”
Everyone nods as I look towards Preach. “Make it known that the man that brings Timmons in gets the money whether he’s dead or alive.”
“We got more trouble than just Timmons,” Preach says.
I jerk my eyes to him and growl out, “What?”
“We put off dealing with the girls too long,” he says then looks around the table. “Timmons had one of the dancers selling coke at The Kitty Kat. I know Ice is our first priority, but we can’t let that shit fly. If word gets out that drugs are being sold there, we’ll have the boys in blue breathing down our necks. With this shit going down, that’s the last thing we need.”
“Why the fuck didn’t I know about this?” I ask, angry that I was kept in the dark again.
Preach looks to me. “Brother, you had your hands full dealing with Ice. I never meant to keep it from you, just didn’t think about it again till Leah mentioned it to me earlier.”
“I want drug tests done, and don’t give them any fuckin’ warnings. Whoever is doing that shit will be eighty-sixed, but of course, not before we have ourselves a little interrogation. Make sure Timmons is their only supplier.”
We have fuckin’ rules in place for a reason. Can’t be fuckin’ clear headed and be on drugs. I won’t put up with that shit from my men, and I sure in the hell won’t put up with it from the women. I don’t need fuckin’ crazy ass junkies in my club.
The guys all nod in agreement. I’m about to call the meeting when Reese leans forward. “We still need to deal with the Cali shit.”
Fuck! I forgot about that. With all the shit going on with Jenna, I’ve let club business fall to the back court. I love my woman, but I’m president and it’s my job to see that this shit gets done. For the first time since my time in Mateland, the Cali boys haven’t got their blow. “Any word on the latest shipment?”
Reese shakes his head. “Nothing yet. I’ve called Brew three times. He says it’s on the way, but he has no explanation of why it was over two weeks late.”
“I want to cut the Mateland charter out. They’re just a bunch of fuck ups. I promised Pop that I’d keep them on, but after this shit with Timmons, and now the late shipments, I’m done. I call a vote.”
A minute later, it’s official. The Mateland Charter of the Renegade Sons is dead. “I’ll deal with letting Killer know when they get here this weekend. Any other business?”
Timber nods. “Got a call from my dad. The boys in Cali want us to start running guns for them. They got a supplier in New York. They need us to pick them up and bring the shit here. Dad will send some boys up to bring them down to Cali.”