Chapter 7
TRUCK
Placing my mug in the kitchen sink, I turn and give Jo a thumb's up sign. “Great breakfast, Jo,” I say as I head out of the kitchen. I look around and the common room is a fuckin’ mess.
There is no other way to describe it. Since Jeremy started on the suites, the clubhouse has had dust and dirt everywhere, and I know the club women and the cleaners are struggling to keep it to a minimum, but they are losing the battle.
Speaking of club women, Trix and Daisy storm past me, complaining about having to clean and not do what they came here to do, which of course, is fucking a brother.
Hoping to catch one for themselves and become an old lady.
It’s not going to happen as far as I see it.
Some brothers may not care who has been with the woman before them, but for me and quite a few others we don’t want that.
We want our woman to be ours in every way, and not to have been passed around the club brothers.
I snidely speak before they get too far past me. “You can always leave. You know, if you don’t want to help keep the place clean. We are all doing our best to keep the dirt down while the work is in progress. But nobody is keeping you here. You can leave any time you like.”
Stuttering, and with an embarrassed red face, Daisy quickly tries to cover their asses.
“No, we are just grumbling, Truck. It’s not meant in a bad way.
We’ll get on top of it.” Daisy grabs Trix’s hand and drags her away, talking to her hurriedly.
I don’t stop the smirk because I know they are going to keep complaining to each other, but will do their best to delay the fact they could get thrown out on their asses.
Knocking on the President's office door, I only enter when I hear, “Come in,” called.
“Sorry to bother you, Pres, but I wanted to report that all is going well with the gas station. We’re working well, and with Xero, Collins, and Mitchell on the way it’ll be even easier to get it up and running.
Is it okay with you that the three of them stay here?
I wanted to be sure not to have them here if it isn’t what you want.
Mrs. Ambles' house is still up for rent if we want to grab that, and it’s nearer the gas station.
” I stand and wait for Tracker to respond, but he’s obviously thinking as he has steepled his hands and rested his elbows on his desk.
Sighing, Tracker replies, “I was hoping to have them here so they could see what club life is like. But with the top floor being ripped apart, and the place being a fuckin’ mess, let’s be honest about it.
I reckon they may be better off staying at Mrs. Ambles' place. Get Coin on it and make sure they get settled. If it doesn’t work out, then yeah, they’ll stay here, even with the fuckin’ mess we’re all living in. ”
“Could they have stayed at your house?”
Tracker laughs. “No, it has sold. I got a hefty profit on the place, too. Who would have thought I bought it for peanuts really, and with all the work I did on it I got a hefty return on the sale of the place.”
“You did like that place, Pres,” I state matter-of-factly.
“I did, but I hardly ever lived in it. On the whole, it was a great place, but it is better with a family in it. I don’t have an old lady so it’s not a serious problem that I don’t have a place away from here. I will build here on the compound. It’ll be the best move for me I think.”
Nodding because I agree with him. If we have houses on the compound, we are behind a wall of security, and if any shit kicks off, we are more easily able to defend ourselves.
“I’ll deal with Xero, Collins and Mitchell, Pres. I’ll make sure they have somewhere to stay.”
“Okay, but have them come here for meals and shit. I want them to feel like this is their place. Then they’ll stay when the time comes for them to decide on their futures,” Pres states and I can tell he’s still thinking about rebuilding the MC to what it was before all the bad seeds joined and before we had to clean house.
Turning to leave I remembered something and turned back. “Pres, has the purchase been completed for the land extension on the compound?”
Frowning, Tracker replies. “Yeah, why?”
“Just wondered because I heard that a new man came to town and was asking about it.”
“Interesting. Very interesting,” Pres rubs his chin, and I leave him thinking on it.
Three hours later Rum walks out of the office and gives me a chin lift. “The office is set up now. Keys has the system in place and hey, I learned quite a few things about setting up a computer. Interesting, and a little on the scary side.”
“Did Keys take over the computer?” I ask with a grin because I’ve seen him do that so many times, and it’s amazing every time I see it. I can only imagine how Rum felt when he saw the cursor flying over the screen, and things happening without you touching anything yourself.
“He sure did. It was amazing I’ll tell you. The pumps are being replaced after lunch. I got the notification this morning. Once they are done, we can get the tanks filled and think about an opening day. Maybe you’ll have the store area completed by then?”
I frown in thought before responding to Rum. “I reckon we’ll have this finished by the end of the week. I’ve seen a portion of the roof flapping. I’ll get up there and check what the fuck is going on as soon as I get a chance.”
“No, we’ll go up and check it and fix what needs fixing.”
I turn when I hear an unfamiliar voice. But don’t stop the welcome that I give. “Well, well, about fuckin’ time you three arrived.”
“Fuck you, asshole. We came as soon as we were asked,” Xero I presume replies, but he has a huge smirk on his face while saying it.
Introductions are completed, and I follow them out to a beat-up truck where they have all their gear stored. “I’m going to give Coin a call and make sure the house is ready for you. Then I’ll take you over there after we’ve finished tonight. No time right now, got too much to do.”
I watch as Robert waves at me while holding his phone in the other hand.
I wait until he walks over to us and fills us in on what’s happening.
“Cap said we are to get back to the clubhouse now you have your workers. He said Coin will be along in a while to bring you the key to Mrs. Amble’s place.
He has paid a six-month lease on the place, and all utilities will be paid by the club. ”
“Okay, then,” I watch as the prospects jump into the club’s van, and thankfully I’m using my own truck. Once they have pulled out of the gas station, I turn to the three of them, and Rum who is watching everything with amusement.
“I’ll get on the roof and check it out. Then we’ll know what’s going on,” Mitchell states as he walks away.
Xero and Collins turn towards the store. Xero looks over his shoulder as he walks inside. “Come on, Truck. Let’s get this store finished and move on to the outside. The place looks like a fuckin’ mess.”
We worked hard for four hours straight. My back is screaming, but seeing the racking is nearly all filled and ready for the store to open is a sight worth seeing.
Xero slaps my shoulder. “It’s looking good, Truck. Rum just popped through and said the pumps are done and the system is up and running. He has the tanker truck coming on Monday of next week.”
Nodding to assure him I’ve heard and understood I pass a large box up to Collins who is using the spare parts in the box to fix this particular piece of racking to the wall.
“Tomorrow we finish the store and move outside.” Before I can say more my phone rings and seeing it's Keys, I quickly answer. “Yeah, what’s up?”
“Nothing’s wrong, Truck. Do you have Collins with you now?”
Nodding as I answer, “Yeah, Xero and his brothers are here now. Working with me at this point.”
“Okay, I’m sending Jet over with four cameras.
Get him to fit two of them on the front facing the new pumps, and two on the side facing the fill ports.
I’ve just had information come through that four gas stations have been robbed of gas overnight.
The fuckers have brought in a tanker truck and emptied the pumps into the truck.
All are gas stations that are unmanned overnight.
We have nobody at the station at this time overnight.
They may not steal any gas, but they could empty the store area. ”
“Okay, Keys. We have plenty of cameras around the place, inside and outside. These extra four may be overkill, but better to be overcautious,” I respond, and as I’ve placed the call on speaker once I knew what the call was about, Xero and Collins are looking at each other, then at me.
“See you later, Truck.” Keys closes out the call without waiting for me to say more, and I shake my head a little because it seems we all do that these days.
“I’ll get the cameras up and running as soon as they arrive. Maybe we should have security details running during the night until we know it’s nothing to worry about at least,” Collins says, and I give him a nod of agreement, but Xero speaks before I can.
“How about Collins and I do one night, and you and Mitchell do another?”
“We can’t do that and work during the day.
We’ll never keep it up. But with the cameras, you all will be closer to the gas station while I will be at the clubhouse.
The house we have leased for you is only a few minutes away.
You would be on the fuckers before they could get away. ” I look at Collins as he speaks again.
“How about we make them more sensitive to any movement? I can make sure that we’d know if even a rabbit moved.”
“Yeah, that would work, and if you send me a signal, I’ll be with you as soon as I can, and I can bring backup if we need it,” I reply with my mind already running ahead of me.
“Okay, let’s do that for now,” Xero mutters, and we all turn as Mitchell joins us. Xero updates Mitchell, and all three agree it’s the easiest move to make at this point.
Later I walk into the house that the club is renting for Xero, Collins and Mitchell and can’t help but think how nice it is. It has been kept in good condition, and whoever was in the place last did no noticeable damage to the furniture.
Collins slaps my shoulder as he passes. “Nice place, Truck.” He carries his duffel bag over one shoulder and a weekender in one hand.
“It will suit us easily,” Mitchell states as he walks past, giving me a wink as he climbs the stairs.
Xero shakes his head. “It’s a long time since we had somewhere with a solid roof over our heads. It’s gonna be nice to stay in one place for a while.”
“You guys may like it here and stay permanently. You have all the brothers to meet yet. But, tonight get settled in and I’ll see you at the gas station eight sharp in the morning,” I say it with a hint of their boss in the tone, but let myself out and I don’t stop the smirk on my face thinking that they may have just gotten themselves tied to the MC without even knowing it.
As I’m driving to the clubhouse, my mind wanders to the work we’ve done today and the fact that the three of them arrived. I wonder if Cilla will have any spooky people to speak to the three of them? That’ll be interesting!