Page 69 of Golden Atonement

Now it was time to atone for all the shit I did.

“I don’t know what to say to you all.”

“Better think of something, Prez, ‘cause Bullseye’s ready to shoot your ass.” Massacre smirked, easing the tension around the table as some of the brothers chuckled.

Massacre was good at doing that.

I missed the goofy brother and was eternally grateful he was with us again.

“I wouldn’t mind doing that myself,” Matrix mumbled, glaring at me.

“Anyone follow you here?” Ravage asked point blank, getting down to business.

“Maybe, I don’t know,” I said, sighing, rubbing the back of my neck. “I just knew I needed to get Sandman to Sunny. He’s in bad shape.”

“This club is in bad shape,” Phantom snarked, scowling at me.

“Where is Savage?”

“Sent him home to Jessica. He’s gonna take over the Tennessee Chapter. Ravage is transferring here,” Bullseye explained. “You should also know that I called in the marker with the Soulless Sinners. They owed our club. I wanted to make sure they paid.”

“What did you ask for?”

“Satan’s Angels. Dead. Eradicated. Instead, that cheating mother fucker took the easy way out. Have about ten to fifteen years before those bastards come for us.”

“You severed ties?”

Bullseye nodded.

Well, that made it easier for me.

I was planning on doing that, anyway.

Neither Maxim nor Montana kept their end of the bargain. As far as I was concerned, they were persona non grata, and if they ever showed their faces around me again, I was going to kill the fuckers.

“Scab is still out there,” I said, leaning back in the chair. “He’s working with Chaos. That’s how Scab was able to stay on Sandman’s tail the whole time. Almost got him in Oklahoma, but then everything went to shit.”

Brothers shifted in their seats.

Ravage leaned forward. “Montana said that little bitch was dead after the shit that went down in Tennessee over a year ago.”

“He lied.”

“I’m going to kill that motherfucker,” Bullseye growled.

“We need to talk about what happened,” I said, looking at Bullseye.

They all needed to know.

Everything.

“We already know, Prez,” Hangman stated, holding a cup of coffee. He looked like shit. Lost a lot of weight too. Something was going on with him, but I couldn’t think about that now. Right now, I needed to tell them everything. Hangman added, “Massacre and Bullseye filled us all in. Ain’t gonna say I agree with what you did, but I understand it.”

“Me too.” Player nodded. “Don’t like it, but I understand.”

“Are the tunnels secure?”

“Yep.” Massacre smiled. “Saw to that shit myself. Plus, Sypher and Ace are here. They updated everything. Got all the new bells and whistles. Anything moves down there and the whole place goes on lockdown.”

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