Gus rode his bike into town and went by the local grocery store picking up things the club members and his mom and sisters needed. As he was perusing the isles lost in his own thoughts of tasha and the snake tattoo he ran into a buggy and instantly apologized. He looked up and seen Tasha laughing at him.
"Hey. So what are you up to?" Tasha asked between fits of giggles and laughter. Her laughter was infectious.
"I am picking up some stuff for the club and my mom and sisters.
Speaking of did you happen to drive your blood red Range rover sport LE. Because i rode my bike and wasn't thinking about the amount of stuff i had to buy. He smiled and turned on his charm.
"Tash can you help me make these deliveries please? All you got to do is follow me in your car i will load and unload everything. Please."
Tasha looked at him and smiled "of course i will help you but the second you try and drive me into somewhere my pretty little car will get messed up ill run you over gus gus. " she pointed at him with her long coffin shaped acrylic nails in her signature color of blood red .
So they finished up the shopping and 5 grand later had enough stuff to hold everyone over until the mourning of his father was over. They enemies were many but their allies were few. And those allies would keep their enemies at bay until the club could re adjust to hierarchy changing.
Gus walked into his momma's house and sat down her groceries, "Momma! I brought you some more food, and the twins some more sodas and snacks.". looking around at how fast the food from with wake was cleaned up or tossed out. He listened again for any signs of someone being home. and heard nothing no chatting from the twins no cries from his mother. it was eerily silent. like no one knew what was going on in this house, and he booked it up stairs. something wasn't right. he knocked on the door to the twins room , he didn't hear a noise so he opened the door up , their beds were made and their funeral clothes laid on them but no other sign .
he went to his mothers room next. again knocked and no answer. he checked the bathrooms and game rooms and the home theater but no one was home even though their cars were.
he pulled out his phone and sent a mass text to the club.. "VALKYRIE!"