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That thought brought lanced around the roo Will anywhere
“Where’s Will?” I asked Casper quietly as someone peppered Slider and Poet with questions
“Haven’t seen hiot patched up earlier,” he replied
“You find anything out?”
“Nope Thought Grease was gonna fucking kill hi off Didn’t learn anything new, though”
I nodded and sat back in htened out before shit started happening I needed hi knife
“Just keep doin’ what you’ve been doin’,” Slider finally called out with a tired wave of his hand “We’ll keep our ears to the ground, let ya knoe have any news”
“This rounds?” some idiot called from the back of the room
Slider glanced at Poet, then back at the rooain”
A cheer went up fro to call their sidepieces and go back to work
The garage we ran was a legitimate business that kept the policethe businesscars So that’s e did—and we did it well Most of the ear heads, their love of bikes bringing them to the club
Our other businesses weren’t quite as aboveboard, and there were only a few of us who handled those Poet and Slider, Grease, Dragon, Casper, Samson, an old-timer named Smokey that couldn’t do al side of the operation A few others werein whenever asked, but they knew very little We kept our shit tight and ourin the other brothers if we needed the them out e didn’t They all knew the score, they’d all been on runs when shit went down, but they rarely had to deal with the shadier side of the Aces
They didn’t h they’d all been dirty at some point It was a in Those anted to be a part of shit usually were, and the others wouldn’t go looking for trouble, but were more than happy to step in if the need arose The way it was organized meant there were very few that knew the intricacies of ere doing, which left little room for error
“Church,” Slider called as the room cleared out
“I’onna head home,” I told Casper as we climbed to our feet
“Home, huh?”
“That woh uncomfortably and shake my head Casper and I had talked about a lot of shit in the years since he’d taken me in, but I couldn’t talk to him about Trix Shit with her seemed almost sacred, too important to tell anyone about it