Chapter 10: Dealing with Problems
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Diego’s POV
I got off my bike and looked around at the Skull and Bone bikers.
“Hello White Reaper” Thrasher said walking over to me. He’s the boss of the Skull and Bone MC in town and his guys deal with a lot of drug trading.
“What’s the meaning of this?” He knows that they’re not allowed to come here. They call us and we come to them.
“Was in the area and needed to have a chat with you.”
“That required you coming with 8 other members of your MC.” I asked crossing my arms while leaning against my bike. I looked to the side and noticed a few of our other guys had come out of the building as back-up just in case.
“Safety in numbers.” He smirked at me.
Jackass, “what do you want to talk about then?”
“I want to lower the amount we pay you for letting us sell certain drugs in specific areas of town.”
We let some of the lesser drugs be sold around the clubs, and bars on the northern part of town but when they bring in other drugs and sell them....they get a visit from Bryson or Black Reaper and lose a finger or hand. “Not happening.”
“Not even a little wiggle room?”
“No. You and your MC keep trying to bring in hard drugs that you know are not allowed so you’re lucky we haven’t killed anyone or increased your payment.”
He frowned and his buddies came closer to where their boss was, and my guys came to stand at my side with one hand on their guns. Which made the others reach for their weapons as well “we are not about to have a shoot-out over this.”
“Why not?”
“You and your guys will be killed, and I don’t feel like making my guys take care of your bodies and bikes.”
“That sounded like a threat.” He growled.
“It’s a promise.” I told him with a smile pointing to the roof. He looked that way and his and his guys eyes went wide. I knew that if more came out to stand with me then there would also be more on the roof and two guns pointed at each of their heads. “You have 3 minutes to get off our property.”
“This isn’t over.” He seethed at me while climbing on his bike.
“It was over before it began. Don’t worry I will tell Black that he needs to pay you and your guys a visit when he gets back.” I smiled at him then shouted, “60 Seconds!”
They all got on their bikes fast and drove off like their asses where on fire. Which in a way they were. I turned and looked at the guys on the roof “4 of you stay up there the rest can leave.” I then looked at the guys that came out to stand with me “Thanks for the back-up and for getting me so fast. Does anything else need to be taken care of?”
“No, we were able to take care of a few small problems.” Malice told me. He was one of Bryson’s star pupils in convincing people and getting things done.
“If anything needs attention let me know. I’m at the house.”
“I have a question?” Ghost spoke up.
“What?” He rubbed the back of his neck and looked around nervously and I noticed the others were acting weird to. “Spit it out!”
“Who’s the chic?”
“What?” I was not sure what they were talking about.
“The new girl staying at the house.” Digger said.
“She’s cute.” Ghost spoke up.
“We have all seen her or heard of her being at the house. So, we were just curious who she was.” Rickter added.
“She’s Antonio’s baby sister. She’s off limits. So, if you want to live don’t get close or involved with her. You can be friends but that’s it.”
“She’s bosses sister?”
“s**t!”
“I’m avoiding.”
“She also doesn’t know about what we do in town.” I added so they would know.
“Is there a reason for that?” Malice asked confused.
“Its Antonio’s choice and decision.” I told them climbing on my bike. They were all mumbling and grumbling but since they don’t need me I was heading home to see how my Princess is doing.
Angelica’s POV
I had just finished all my classwork for the rest of the week. I rubbed my hands on my face already feeling tired from staring at the laptop for so long. I had moved from my bedroom to the couch so I could have more space and relax while doing all the school work I had to do. I sent a text to Bri...
Me: Hey, how’s it going?
Bri: Not too great. There was a delivery today and they didn’t bring 15 things that I had ordered.
Me: So, you won’t be back anytime soon?
Bri: Don’t think so. Will most likely be here till closing just trying to get everything fixed. Sorry. How are you doing?
Me: Finished all my classwork for the week so just relaxing at the moment.
Bri: Awesome! Any translations?”
Me: At the moment no but you never know. They are open till 6pm so I have two more hours before I will be done for the day over all.
Bri: Sounds like fun. Want to switch? LOL
Me: Hell no! I will let you get back to work. Let me know when you are heading back.
Bri: You got it.
I put my phone down and refreshed my screen to see I still had no documents to deal with. I got up and decided I would make a snack or maybe an early dinner. When I heard the rumble of a bike. I walked over to the back door and took a step out to see Diego pulling up to the garage on a dirt bike.
“How many vehicles do they have?” I asked out loud walking back inside. “First guns now they have bikes on top of cars....how much money do they have and what do they do that brings in all that money?” I had tons of questions I wanted to ask but also was scared to ask since Diego always responded to my questions with ‘don’t ask questions you really don’t want the answer too.’
“What you thinking about?” I jumped not realizing he was inside already, “sorry” he chuckled.
“Nothing important.” I shrugged it off heading back to the kitchen.
“You hungry?”
“A little.”
“Still have 2 more hours before I will be done for the day.”
“School work or job?”
“Job.”
“How many languages can you speak?”
I turned to look at him leaning my back against the counter, “ I can read, write, and speak Italian, French, Spanish from Spain and Mexico, German and Russian.. I can read Hebrew and Arabic but struggle to speak and write them.”
“Wow that’s impressive why can’t you write Hebrew and Arabic?”
“I can write them it’s just really hard for me so I just say I can read them. Makes things simpler.”
“Huh.”
“Can you speak any other languages?”
He seemed in a daze, so I snapped my fingers and he shook his head, “what?”
“I asked if you could speak any other languages.” I chuckled.
“Oh, Spanish from Mexico and some Italian from spending so much time around your brother.”
“Didn’t know my brother still spoke any Italian.”
“Only when he’s pissed.”
We both busted out laughing, “that makes sense.”
“If you’re not hungry then we can wait and just order something or I could make something.”
I pointed at him “you can cook?”
“Yes, I can’t cook a lot, but I can cook a few things. Do you like tacos?”
“That’s cool that you can cook and taco’s sound really good actually.” I heard my laptop ding several times in a row.
“You get that and I will make tacos for our dinner.”
I looked at my laptop and saw that my boss needed me to translate two documents into both English and Spanish. It was Italian so it wouldn’t take me long to do. “Sounds good. These will be my last documents for the night. Also, it will be just us Bri has to work late tonight.”
“Sweet.” I heard him say under his breath making me chuckle as I got to work.
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