Page 227 of Relentles
“I’m so sorry, Outlaw. I won’t ever sponsor another motherfucker again.”
“Get rid of these motherfuckers.”
Potter had never been in the meatshack.
“Diesel?”
“Outlaw?” his boy responded, knowing the fucking score.
“Help Potter bring these dead motherfuckers to the meatshack. Make sure he dispose of them right.”
“They were my friends,” Potter whispered.
“I give a fuck about that how?” Christopher demanded.
“C-can’t I just dump them somewhere?”
“No. Do what the fuck I say oryougoin’ in the meatshack alive and comin’ out in fuckin’ pieces.” Christopher stepped back. “Now, move him.”
Billy was slumped on his side, blood leaking onto the floor and the counter. Potter hefted him over his shoulder and left.
Christopher waved Diesel closer.
“Watch Potter. If he show one sign he want revenge, we bury him, too.”
Diesel nodded. “Got it.” He cleared his throat. “Rory wants to come to the meatshack.”
That fucking ship had sailed. Christopher nodded. “Take him.”
“If Potter can’t cut up these assholes?”
“If he can do one, cut him some slack.”
“Yes, sir. You’re full of blood.”
Gun residue. Gray particles. White matter. He was a health hazard.
After Diesel and Rory left with Eric, Christopher remembered Ryan. He needed fucking information, but he definitely didn’t trust his nephew to obtain it.
Either he was a stupid motherfucker and didn’t know of any plans. Or he was a Johnnie level stupid motherfucker, probably aware of what the fuck was going on and wanted to find his own solution.
Orhe was working with the Barts.
Sobbing seeped into his brain. He realized CJ stood at the girls’ table, hugging Mattie. Rebel was just staring, silent tears streaking her face.
“Ryan, don’t bring a motherfucker not affiliated with this fuckin’ club through those back fuckin’ entrances. They your friends? They fuckin’ come through the front gate or they gettin’ shot as trespassers.”
Especially if they were Barts.
“They are kids.”
“Wallace is a kid,” CJ said flatly. “Willard? That motherfucker? He’s eighteen.”
“Val, take Bitsy and Ryan home.”
The Road Captain helped Zoann to her feet and put an arm around her. When they reached Ryan, Val grabbed his collar and dragged him out the door. He still held onto his woman.
Christopher walked to Rebel and Mattie’s table.
