Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

Chapter 21 (Killer)

Once dinner is out of the way, most of us head to Church. Since the attacks from the Outfit, the Club

installed better security.

The basement where we held our club meetings was the only place that didn't have an alternative

security system installed. The room came soundproofed and already installed with top end security. We

also equipped it with our Clubs food and a few other medical supplies plus ammunition if we ever had

to use it as a panic room.

But with almost 17 fully patched members LIVING here, we had to think about extending this place.

Because fuck, it was getting full.

I switch the air conditioner on as River finally settles his ass down. Storm, Bull and Frost were not

joining us. Since Bull was on baby duty, he was upstairs with Sienna and Natasha. Storm and Frost

were on their way to meet another client. The trip was a 3 hour drive to the meeting place. Frost was

the best one we had when it came to negotiations.

"What do we have?" River asks Zero getting straight down to business.

"Where do I start, they have a rap sheet so long, I'm going to need a week to finish it? Unless some

brothers are up for a bit of research the next day or so." I watch Zero from my shadowed part of the

room. He has changed, married life has changed him. The brother was always falling for new women

when I met him, but all he really wanted was a family to call his own. The Club gave him most of it, and

when Beggar walked into his life, she filled in the rest. They were both broken and went through a fuck

load just to be together. At one stage I was convinced Beggar was going to have to stay on the road

with me, after she killed Zero’s brother. He didn’t deserve her so I didn’t mind at the time, but I saw how

the distance affected her and although she seemed fine on the outside, she was dying slowly on the

inside. So I got involved and broke a fuck ton of laws to get her back on this side.

Turned out well for them.

Snake and Spade take up his rare, the two looking agreeable to assist him.

“Email me the file, I’ll start with it,” Snake says. His extremely quiet recently. More so since he went

home. Why he kept going back to Liston Hills boggled my mind. His brother stayed in L. A and his

parents were the nastiest of scum to walk the planet.

Snake and I grew up together, we joined the army together and fuck; we fought together and here we

are still together. Yet, I never understood his need to be wanted. He reminds me of Sienna. She always

wanted attention, even if it was getting shouted at, or suspended from school. Growing up, she would

do something like replace the history teacher’s flask with an identical one that was filled with whiskey.

And the man was a recovering alcoholic.

I never understood her deep innate desire to attract attention, but then I never had the emotional

intelligence to do so. When I joined the army, they taught me how to use other parts of my body, and its

responses to understand human emotions. It helped a lot when it came to my family. Especially my

sisters. I still called Victoria like clockwork on a Sunday. She was touring in New York, her band was

doing well, and she was at the beginnings of Super stardom.

She never could understand me, so I always smiled with her, cracked a few jokes and gave her a few

hugs. But Frost, she always knew. From the time I was a boy, and I fell off the tree, my sister knew that

I was different and like the person she is now, she was then.

She looked for solutions and ignored the problem. She was my first emotional response teacher and

while the army taught me that it was okay to not feel, Frost taught me it wasn’t always okay.

It affected my mother the most, and I always said one day I would marry a woman and give her a few

grandkids to make her happy. She would definitely get off my back by then.

“There was something that made little sense when I pulled up The Chainsaw MC, bank records. I’ve

sent all of you a copy. According to Natasha she only met up these guys a few weeks back, on the 3rd

of February, it was two days before that, did I notice a rather large deposit made its way to their

account. 500k, to be exact. That’s a lot of dough for a 36 member club to collect when previously the

most they ever got in one deposit was 80k. I’ve been trying to follow the trail, but it’s going to take me a

day. Whoever made the deposit doesn’t want to be found, I might even have to get Michael Stone to

help with this.”

"I'll give you 18 hours, get Chadley and Talin to sleep here if they want to or I'll send one of the brothers

to be an extra for the evening," River says and Zero agrees.

An extra was another word for keeping Chadley sane. We patched Chadley in a year ago. We decided

we’ll keep her as our home girl. She wasn’t cut out for the hard life and after she got shot; it cemented

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the kitchen most days. Recently the Club has had an influx of jobs and we’ve been handing some to

the other charters just to keep up.

It was good for business, but National was feeling the pinch with the excess of travelling. I came back

to Kanla every few months because this was ultimately where my home was. My sister was stuck here

for the next 2 years and until then so was I. Once that time was over, Frost and I would be on the road

for a while, after we went back to Liston Hills.

"You think it could have been a hit?" Venus asks sitting next to Texas by the air-con. She’s changed a

lot since our old President betrayed the club. Venus loved Rounder, but she knew the man had to atone

for his sins. The biker life was fast and exciting to many, but it was harsh. The rules we stood by didn’t

favor any of us. We followed them or we paid the price.

Many of us in this room knew first-hand the price of betrayal. We all experienced it. Some of us, like

Texas, Snake and myself, experienced it together. I watch an entire camp get blown up by a woman

who married a soldier, only to kill an entire camp. She survived, and I asked her why. She said it was

the price of taking her boy; the kid was only 5, and although I understood, her price was too high so I

snapped her neck.

"Nah, she's Marcus Brays daughter, only Lucca is stupid enough to do that. I think they were trying to

scare daddy and someone pissed them off. We might need to give Marcus a call and see if there are

any enemies he has lurking about,” Spade adds.

“None,” Snake answers, and he is correct.

“A man like Marcus always has enemies,” River says, rubbing a hand on his face. The man was getting

old fast. Guess marrying Hannah came with old age. The woman was perfect for River, because she

kept him inline but she was a firecracker and when she exploded so did he. They loved each other, but

River had an air for control and Hannah had a knack for using that air to piss him off.

“Nope, Marcus’s enemies are dead, or too fucking scared to do anything,” Snake says, and again he is

correct. I know, I KILLED most of them along the years.