Chapter 19 #2
Giving Xero, Collins, and Mitchell a nod as I pass them in the common room heading to church, I notice they look a little nervous.
I suppose we all felt that way before we earned our patch, but for those three earning the patch is on a full brother basis.
Scribe is a working prospect, and the other prospects are just that.
I reckon Tracker will go for the six that work the construction next, because they are all steady prior military and working fucking hard from what I’ve heard.
It’s the way to build up the MC once more, with solid brothers, and not the trash we had previously.
Taking my seat in church beside Tread, I lean back, fold my arms over my chest, and quietly wait. I look to my left when Tread speaks to me.
“Are you all ready at the gas station, Truck?”
“I reckon. We are aiming to open on Tuesday if nothing goes tits up,” I respond with a smirk.
Tread chuckles as he nods. “Yeah, we’ve all had that happen.
I think the gas station is much needed. That place everyone has been using is charging more for gas than they should be.
I really think it’ll be a hit, and with the convenience store people can stop by for things they’ve run short of.
” Before we say more, Tracker, Cap, and Finger enter.
Taking their seats, and quickly get the meeting started.
Tracker looks around the room, and we all know he’s not in the mood to string the meeting along.
“First, as you all know we have Xero, Collins, and Mitchell working alongside Truck. They’ve done a fuck of a good job, and they want to stay in town, help with the gas station, and if we all agree become full brothers in the club.
Now, it’s usual to go through the prospect stage, but I’m not even going to ask them to do that because again as you all know they are prior brothers-in-arms, and we all know we need a home, family, somewhere to feel we belong.
If they feel they belong here, I’m okay with taking them right in as brothers. What do you all say?”
“I’m all for it, Pres. They’ve worked hard and stepped up when we asked it of them even though at the time they owed us nothing. They are experienced and have skills if we ever need them.” I don’t say more because sometimes saying less gets what you need.
“I agree. I’m for the three becoming brothers,” Judge jumps in to say. “They are good men and I remember that they did us a solid. I’m for them staying and being brothers.”
“Okay, any questions about the three of them?” Pres asks, and when everyone shakes their heads, he smirks.
“Show of hands for the three becoming full-brothers.” The entire meeting gives an ‘Aye,’ but Pres speaks again before anyone can say any more.
“We need to think of names for them. Xero, of course, will keep that because he got that in the service. What about Collins and Mitchell?”
“Collins is a sniper, so how about Echo because they say you can hear but never see the shot that kills you?” Whistle suggests.
“I like that, Whistle, it’s a good choice,” Cap nods and looks around the room. Pres asks for the vote and it goes smoothly.
“Mitchell?” Pres asks.
“Well, I reckon we should call him Dice.” Ghost holds his hand up to stop everyone asking.
“Xero told me while we were drinking in the common room the other day that Mitchell had a pair of those fluffy dice that his mother had in her vehicle. His first girlfriend stole them just because she liked them. That got Mitchell an ass-whooping from his momma, and she used to call him Dice when she was taking the piss out of him,” Ghost informs us with a huge smirk on his face.
Of course, that name was instantly agreed upon.
Pres is smirking as he turns to Books, “Get their cuts ready and then we’ll announce it accordingly. In the meantime, let them fucking worry about it.”
“I’d like to ask if the Ambles house could be purchased?
I know that we are renting it, but in the long term we have three brothers living in it, and they are on security detail at the same time as working at the gas station.
It would be productive to own it, and even if the brothers move, it is a good stopping place for the gas station,” I throw it out quickly because I can see Pres is getting ready to get out of here.
“Check it out, Coin. See if it would be viable then report back,” Pres quickly states, then looks around the room. No comments come forward, so he quickly asks if there’s anything else.
“Rory is a financial manager, and I wonder if she can check the businesses for any way we can save money, change things up, or whatever. Your thoughts on that, Pres?” Coin asks. I knew he was bringing it to the table, and I’m interested in what Pres will say.
“See what she thinks of the gas station if she’s willing. Then we’ll discuss it further. Nothing else? Good. Meeting over, fuck off.”
We all jump to our feet, and many of us are chuckling at the way Pres closed the meeting. I’m not sure what he has planned, but something seems to make him get out of here quickly.