Page 6 of Seamus: Unconventional
The Commander laughs. “Wheeler had that experience. I made the ceremony but not the party after.”
Cort shakes his head. “The party is the most important part. Badass does it better, Brothers. So, someone is looking for you or your dogs. Brekan saw the dogs protecting and only letting who they approve of close to you. The dark one had a memory hit Brekan so he pulled you here. You’re in Colorado and Brekan gave his protection so you’ve got Badass West behind you. You can stay or go, take a skeleton or not, become a member or not, work for the Club or not. Your protection stands no matter what you do. Living here makes our protection easier for us to give, but we have Clubs all over. You weren’t far from one in Texas.” Respect is wrapped in there and I feel the need to jump in but remember similar words from my command that didn’t deliver on that promise. Elite military take oaths and make promises for life. Twelve years in meant I was moving on but would work my training for different purposes. They lost that when they chipped me, then dropped us from a chopper. They reneged by my way of thinking and my partners agreed. We made other plans.
“Why would you do this?” I ask knowing he can hear the emotion in there. I feel every word he said. I want to believe every word he said, but have two partners that need me to take some time here. They’re both relaxed and not throwing red flags at me so it’s got me hoping this is real. I don’t give a shit that these bikers see it. Graywolf puts his hand on my arm so he must feel it from me.
“You served the fucked-up government and us while you were in. You were taking care of native workers who didn’t have some form proving they are who their other form and ID says they are. To me, you’re already Badass. Making it better for more is the point, Brother. You were doing it without the protection. You may never need it again, but we’re here if you do.” Cort Masters has me considering this seriously.
Shadow and Light have thumbs up signs showing to me. Where the hell did they learn that? They’ve been awake here longer than I have and know these people. They’d pick up malicious deceptions so I have to believe they’re all telling the truth.
My head drops and eyes close while I take in a deep breath. Good people are hard to come by, it’s high time to believe they exist again, my old workers and partners believe. Opening my eyes on the giant, I nod once. “Thank you. We request a job, some intel on the Badass Club and a line on a home. If it’s not what you do, the name of the person who does that, please.” I used all the words the military taught us so I get what we need right up front.
The colonel laughs and gives my arm a bit of a squeeze before letting it go. “He learned Green Beret building relationships from the bottom up, Boss. He’s more Saber with Delta than me and Wheeler but they’d be assets to any Club they’re part of. One thing he won’t do is give up. Delta and Green Beret especially, but all elite don’t recognize it as an option.” The colonel is a national hero because he wouldn’t give up. He knows.
I smile at Harky and Zeus’ obvious offense and shake my head. “It’s never an option and my partners agree and mastered all my training.”
The giant smiles with his blue eyes sparkling like he’s amused. “Another Club in a Club. What problems do we have pressing?”
They all laugh. I don’t understand why until my new little whiznot-kidfriend tells me about Badass crazy.
I laugh when the others, including the enhanced K-9 do a show and tell about Badass crazy. I think I’m going to like our new options, the best being that we don’t have to go back to the inferno they call Texas.
Chapter One
Two months
Utah just west of the Honor Rising Club
Raised voices erupt as soon as we walk out of the new building that suspiciously looks like a smaller version of the Rising Clubs I visited all over the West. I say Rising Clubs because the old MC Badass Clubs, that colonel Graywolf brought us to, were different types of buildings. No two were alike. I did refuse to run anything until I understand and know the job, objective, operators and command better, but I don’t think anyone took that refusal seriously. The office I’m assigned to is in the otherwise empty building that feels like it’s waiting for a purpose. No one has said a word about me running anything and acts like the eerily empty compound we’re on is an everyday occurrence. This leads me to the conclusion that Badass is as crazy as my Ford friends keep telling me it is and they put the Matrix movie we watched to shame.
“Boss Seamus!” A very tiny Fordnot-kidI haven’t met is running our way with a Security guy who looks annoyed to be chasing him.
My guess is these are the voices we heard, so this, of course, puts me on alert.I smile down at Asa. “Who is this now?” It’s not anyone that trained me at the ABSZ or here.
The Asian looking Alpha-Bit VP rolls his oddly dark eyes making the rainbow colored mohawk, earring and tattoos on those arms crossed over his chest resemble a cartoon character I grew up reading about in the daily paper.
Light chuffs, then shows a drawing of a kid with a high piss arc landing in a river as rain over a swimmer smiling as he throws a bottle to the side where other trash is floating. I hold my laugh but show him one of their new favorite emojis of a saluting guy. Nanoseconds of thoughts and pictures flashing through my brain is common and I’m happy to say, feels like our normal is normal again. The whirlwind tour of Clubs, hundreds of Brothers met, lightning rounds of training and physical therapy didn’t leave much room for adjusting to new normal. The old feels good in all the new. The partners are good at that.
“Anton, good IT work to Delta. He like space.” Asa was my IT trainer today. He’s a funny little guy that visits a few times a week, sometimes with Laran or Alder but he’s more talkative alone.
Anton? I heard that name at lunch this week. “The one Laran said is crazy?” I ask as the tinynot-kidgets closer.
“He push limit to everything. Pres Alder say imagination bigger than fear. I no agree, he just fuckin’ crazy.”
I laugh and bend for the crazy little guy, happy that I got living in a partial skeleton down so quickly. “I’m Seamus.”
Those little pink eyes narrow as if I insulted him. “Alpha-Bit IT know Officer, new Brother, all Club business before Club know.”
I smile at Asa who uncrosses his arms to take a swipe and hit Anton’s arm. “Show respect,” he orders.
The little guy looks down.
“You weren’t hollering my name for nothing. What has you here now?” I have new K-9s coming for some job from Cort Masters, so wasting time on Badass crazy or childish foolishness isn’t happening.
“Boss Leon sick. Pres Maverick say no change to schedule. I work to Delta. You dog stay to Vinny, Mark?”
For real? “You want my partners to babysit?”
“Strong one, just one, he like Brothers.”
