Page 74 of Sypher

“Yeah well, get your own feisty woman and stay the fuck away from mine.”

“I’m fucking here,” a rusty Texan voice sneered. “You got five fucking minutes and then I’m leaving.”

Turning to my screen, I acknowledged Zeus, the president of the Gods of Mayhem and the head of the Southwest Region.

“Mon CherZeus!” Gator happily greeted.

Zeus just growled and ignored the annoying Cajun.

“Make it quick, kid, I’ve got shit to do today,” Montana said when his face appeared on the screen, only for him to shout moments later as Gator grunted loudly and his body jerked.

“JESUS FUCK, GATOR!”

Smiling like a fucking idiot, Gator stood up right in front of his damn camera, showing everyone his semi erect cock as he helped Jolly to her feet. The beautiful naked woman smiled and leaned up to kiss Gator on his cheek.

“Thanks for breakfast, Gator.”

“My pleasure,mon Cher. Anytime.”

“Fuck, Gator,” Luc sighed, shaking his head. “You pierce that dick anymore and it will start spraying like a fucking sprinkler system.”

Looking down at his dick, Gator smiled. “Non, Cher, I’ve got a spot here I’m saving for my lady love. Gonna have her lips tattooed right here,” the fucker said, lifting his cock and pointing to the underside right below the bulbous head.

“And who the fuck would be crazy enough to take on your stupid ass?” Zeus asked.

Gator grinned. “The perfect woman with just a little bit of the Devil in her.”

“Well, good luck finding her,” Montana snarked then asked, “Can we get on with this shitfest? I’ve got problems to deal with.”

“Just waiting on King,” I spoke up.

“Fucker better hurry.”

“I’m fucking here. Shut up,” King, the president of the Silver Shadows and head of the Midwest Region, barked. When King started his own chapter and moved to Nebraska, Morpheus wasted no fucking time passing off the baton to King, refusing to deal with biker politics or Montana’s snarky ass ever again.

Jumping right into business, I took control of the meeting. How I got roped into being the level-headed third-party emissary was beyond me. I learned early on that if I didn’t put a stop to the fucking snarky remarks and comments, these fuckers would take over the meeting and it would turn into a free for all and nothing would get settled.

“Gator and the Bourbon Kings are hosting the Biker Federation summit this July. So mark your calendars. Gator, I will send Juju a list of things he needs to accomplish before the summit happens. Make sure he completes it. Everyone is required to attend this year as the principal topic for discussionis the Brotherhood of Bastards and if the Biker Federation should sanction them.”

Everyone groaned, including Montana. “I say we just vote now and send a few of the clubs to take care of them. Fucking tired of their shit, and Morpheus is seriously pissing me off. Fucker never listens to anything I say.”

“No one fucking listens to you, asshole.” Zeus laughed.

Luc added, “Bet the fucking farm whoever we send doesn’t get within a hundred yards of the Brotherhood before those bastards take them all out. You’re closest to them, King. Anything new on the Brotherhood front?”

“No,” King admitted, sitting up. “Fuckers have been quiet. Too fucking quiet. Gut’s telling me they are gearing up for something big. Been in this area for five years now and this is the quietest they’ve been.”

“You think they have something to do with that drug problem you have going on in your area?” Luc asked.

“No,” King growled, rubbing the back of his neck. “From what we have gathered so far, we believe it’s some preppy pussy that can’t get a woman any other way. At least I hope that’s it, because I can’t handle much more.”

“Say the word and I can send Indigo your way. He’ll find out who’s doing what and take care of it,” Luc offered.

“Thanks, but for right now I think we’ve got it handled. If I need help, I’ll call.”

“Uh,” Zeus piped up. “Where the fuck did Gator go?”

Groaning, I looked at my screen and sighed, only seeing the chair the man was previously sitting in, and just like that, the meeting was over before it even started as the remaining men clicked out of the meeting.

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