Page 62 of Sweet Pea

The streets had been eerily quiet since our show of force with the Spiders. I didn’t know if Wolf would back down, but at the very least he knew the Saints and our allies weren’t fucking around. We were prepared to protect our clubs and our territories, so if Wolf was smart, his answer would be peace.

“I’m gonna go watch the fight.”

I headed to the kitchen first to grab a beer and heard the roar of pipes, followed by a gunshot and then another. The sounds were coming from just outside the compound gate.

I set the beer down and ran out in time to see Kitty shooting his rifle at a fleeing rider.

“Who the fuck was that?” I shouted.

“I dunno,” Kitty replied. “The mother fucker rode up, threw something down in the street and fired a shot before speeding off.”

“He took a shot at you?”

“No, in the air, but I wasn’t taking any fuckin’ chances. Ya know?”

Minus, Clutch, and Ropes came running followed by the rest of the club.

“Some sort of half-assed drive by or something,” Kitty yelled down to Minus.

“Could you see a patch?”

“Spiders. Looked like a prospect patch.” Kitty replied.

“What the hell is that in the street?” Clutch asked, motioning to whatever the rider had dropped.

“I don’t know, but we’re not getting close enough to find out. Could be a bomb for all we know.”

“Fuck that,” Clutch said, and made a bee line for the mystery package.

“Clutch!” Minus yelled, but his best friend and Sergeant at Arms paid him no mind.

Clutch returned with what looked like a pillow made of plastic wrap, and we gave him a wide berth as he walked by.

“Pussies,” Clutch said as he walked past us and into the Sanctuary.

We followed Clutch inside and he placed the package on the kitchen counter. He pulled out his blade and carefully began to cut away at the outer layers of the curious packaging.

“Please don’t blow us all up, for fuck’s sake,” Minus said as Clutch continued his delicate surgery. We looked on in total silence as Clutch continued, curious to see what the fuck this was all about. We wouldn’t have to wait long.

Inside the tightly wrapped plastic cocoon was a Burning Saints kutte, completely covered in blood.

“Motherfuckers,” Clutch seethed.

He took his thumb and wiped the blood away to reveal a patch that read DOOZER.

“I’ll kill them all,” Clutch said.

“We don’t know that he’s actually dead, right?” Socks asked, his voice breaking up slightly. “I mean, the Spiders could just be fucking with us, right?”

Clutch opened Doozer’s kutte wide to reveal a human heart placed within it.

We finally had Wolf’s answer and it was war.

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My field of visionnarrowed, and my heart pounded so hard I thought I was gonna pass out. I steadied myself on the counter as my brain tried to make sense of what was laid out in front of us.

“I swear to God, I’ll kill every one of those evil motherfuckers,” Clutch yelled.

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