"Gentlemen, you know why we're here," James tells us. I look around at our officers Lucky, David, Jack, and Striker. I trust every one of these men with my life, and I know they would say the same about me. So it p.isses me the f***k off that I feel the need to scrutinize every other brother in this club because we don't know who else we can trust fully. "It's time we take this fight to the Slayers. I'm f.ucking tired of being caught with our pants down. I want eyes on their place, I want their President and VP followed. I want brothers on their businesses, and I want you," he points at Lucky, "to give our contacts in the police department a few tips for when the Slayers will be selling and where. We get a few of their guys behind bars, along with their customers and word will spread, they
