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Only thing was, now the club was running the show. We had the imports and we controlled the exports. We controlled the runs and who they went to after they left our hands. Well, most of them anyway. There were the guns that the Russians and the Irish ran. For the most part, the Italians had stayed out of the gun business. They had their so-called ‘protection services’ that kept their pockets green.
“That’s good. I had no doubt with Ky’s custom and restoration skills that the place would take off. He does a damn fine job. Makes me want a pimped out classic ride now.” He chuckled.
“Yeah, sure it does,” I joked back. Ky’s skills with rebuilds and paint jobs were no fucking joke. When he was done with a restoration, no matter how bad it was to begin with, the damn thing looked like we’d just traveled back in time. Fucking beautiful. It didn’t surprise me in the least that word had gotten around about the shop and his work.
“Go get some food and get down there,” he said, knowing that I needed to get shit done. “Let me know what you find.”
“Lake ‘round?” I asked as I got to my feet.
“Yeah. I imagine he’s probably still in his room. Seems like you and him had the same idea last night.”
So far, I’d seen Lake let loose a total of three times. He wasn’t one to overindulge, but when he did, man it was bad. I had no idea what it was that set him off every time and I wasn’t about to go prying into his business. He knew that we were there for him if he ever needed. Plus, it wasn’t like he and I were all that close.
The newness of the chapter was still apparent.
While we all had a bond, it was clear that some of us were closer than others. You might even say there were groups of us that stuck mostly with each other. It was something we were going to have to get over, eventually. We needed to grow as a chapter together. Take that motivational, ‘yay team’ bullshit, right? It didn’t help that we were a mash-up of other chapters. Some of us had grown up in the club, and some of us had been part of other chapters. That was the thing, you were comfortable around your people, I guessed. It was something that wasn’t going to change overnight, but I could tell it was something we all were trying to work on.
“Okay,” I said as I made my way to the door. “I’ll call you in a bit.”
