Page 28 of Demon's Savior
"J.D., is there any way anyone could wear a wire in this room?” I ask him, my voice low.
"Nah man, this room is equipped with the highest security protections available, notifying me if someone was wearing one. I only took the phones just in case our snitch wanted to send a message or record during the meeting.”
After answering my question, J.D. returns his attention to both the Georgia and North Carolina chapters of Demons United. “All right gentlemen, our Georgia brothers have come for help, but first, Prez and Founder, Demon, needs to address an issue that has come up before we talk about why they are here. Demon, you have the floor." J.D. motions to me.
I begin to pace back in front of more than 200 fellow members of Demons United. All eyes are trained on me as the anger starts to rise, thinking about a club member being a snitch. "Brothers of Demons United, we have a saying that is the foundation to this club, to this family. That saying is, ‘We live by Demons’ rules, and we die by Demons’ rules.’ This is an oath that every one of you recited when you received your cuts solidifying your membership in this club, in this family. It is something we all as Demons United members should take deadly serious. Well, it seems one of our brothers has forgotten this very important part of being a member, of being a part of this family. Someone from this club has decided to tell our club business. Yes brothers, we have a snitch."
Everyone starts looking around trying to figure out who the snitch is and voices of anger erupt through the crowd of men gathered. A smile crosses my face. The anger that shows in their reaction makes me realize that these men are with me and will have my back no matter what. They are my true brothers, not some lowlife bitch who struck a deal to save his own ass. Not some fucking coward.
"Calm down fellas, calm down. The anger that you guys have, I understand it. I’m feeling it too. But before I reveal the name of the brother who has betrayed us all, we’re going to put his fate to a vote by both chapters. Then, we can move on to the reason for our visit. Our snitch faces death.”
"How much information have they revealed or what kind of information?" Larry calls out through the crowd.
"I'm not sure, but it is enough to warrant a raid from my understanding. This person was overheard discussing it in minor detail. All right fellas, let's vote by a show of hands. Death by choice, raise your hands." I place my hand in the air, casting my vote along with nearly all the men in the room. “All right, expulsion and stripped of the Demons United patch as punishment, by a show of hands.”
"The snitch's fate is death by choice by majority vote." The room erupts in cheers as I announce Spike's fate. "Razor, bring him up here so everyone can put a face with the title.”
As Razor walks over to Spike, the brother who betrayed us all, everyone's eyes follow his movements. Pulling Spike up by the arm, he begins to protest and plead his case as Razor pulls him in front of the crowd. Jeers fill the room.
"Spike, you have been sentenced to death. You were accepted into this brotherhood with open arms, and you decided to betray us.” I look out over the crowd. The guys nod their heads in agreement as Razor continues to hold on to Spike while he struggles. "Brothers, what is our motto!?"
"We live by Demons’ rules, and we die by Demons’ rules," everyone voices in unison.
"We live by Demons’ rules, and we die by Demons’ rules,” I repeat as I step in front of Spike. “Spike, you’re no longer a member of Demons United. I strip you of all your privileges that come with being a patched member of this brotherhood, including your cut. With you no longer being a member of this club, you’re erased from its history. No club member willevermention your name, and today you die by Demons’ rules." I grip him by his throat as every member stands and turns their backs to the ex-member of Demons United MC.
"Demon man, I didn't do it! I didn't snitch man!" He struggles to get his words out as my grip tightens on his throat.
"Your phone call about raiding my clubhouse says something different. Razor, Larry, Ghost, and Roger, take him and find out everything, then let him choose how he goes. You getting to choose is the only mercy you receive as being a former member of this family." I release him as they drag him away while he fights.
Turning back towards the men, I give J.D. back the floor since this is his clubhouse. While J.D. takes the floor, my mind wanders to what Spike has divulged about our current situation, if anything. I’m pretty sure he is the reason we’re on the Feds’ radar.
"Fellas, Demon’s family has been threatened, and I have agreed that we’ll help out with this situation. I have personally heard from one of the bastards involved and met one of the ladies that was hurt. I can say that I support our brothers fully in what they are doing." He hands the conversation over to me.
"J.D. already sent a message on our behalf, but I'm going to finish it once and for all,” I announce to the men. “His death will be by my hands and not anyone else's, but his father is going to be our main problem."
"What was done to warrant this guy's death?” one member asks.
"Attempted murder and he is still threatening her life. This guy's father has money and Bratva connections, so this isn't going to be easy. I've decided to hit first. Although we sent a message, they still haven’t figured out who we are, and that is a bonus for us."
"Listen, fellas, these ladies need our help,” J.D. says. “If they are Demon's family that makes them our family. Also, that makes them off limits. If I find out anyone goes against this, you will face the consequences.”
Kira and Dani walk into the room.
"Everyone this is my baby sister, Dani and her friend, Akira Masters, the two women we’re protecting." I grab Kira around the waist. "Kira's ex-has tried to kill her, placing her in a coma for two weeks. Not only that but he continues to threaten her as well as my sister, which your Prez witnessed earlier. So, we’re asking that you protect them as if they were your own and please treat them with the utmost respect."
"Ms. Kira, are you going to cook for us today?" Zeus yells out, and everyone erupts into laughter.
"Zeus, shut the hell up!" I yell while laughing.
"Damn Prez, I was only asking. She can cook her ass off." Zeus smiles as other members nod in agreement. "We don't get good home cooked meals when we’re together and especially not on rides."
She gives the men a big smile. "I don't mind cooking as long as Austin and J.D. don’t mind."
J.D. stares at her with his eyes widened in disbelief. "Ms. Akira, there's a lot of men here."
She laughs." Please call me Akira or Kira, J.D, and I really don't mind as long as someone gets the stuff I need."
I glance at all the men who are hanging out, laughing and talking. "Kira, are you sure?"
