Skinner's Story

"So what exactly are you saying...put it to me in normal language will ya?" Skinner said a little annoyed. "Simply put...we lost money everywhere in the last quarter. Drugs, the club, the extra VIP services...everything lost money, the only thing that stayed the same was our protection dues from the local businesses in the neighbourhood." Ronnie said going over the accounts book he had with him. "So what...was there a fucking revival and now nobody is doing drugs or watching naked girls? Tell me how the fuck does this happen?" Skinner asked, getting a bit more annoyed at the bad news.

Skinner and Ronnie were sat in the living room of Skinner's house, a modest size mansion in the upscale neighbourhood of Montreal, surrounded by CEO's, lawyers, and other major corporate big shots as his neighbours. "Well the drugs is a relative easy answer. With the police cracking down on street dealers, it's pretty tough to move anything on the street without the cops catching onto it and seizing everything. Repeat customers are still buying, but even they're getting spooked by the cops and buying smaller quantities than what they were doing before" Ronnie said, explaining the situation. "So this is the one time in history people are actually NOT making money off drugs? Are you fucking kidding me here?" Skinner asked. "Well technically we are still making money, just not what we're used to...if this keeps up our projected budget is going to be off by a fair bit" Ronnie said. "So...you're my money guy...what do we do? What's your suggestion?" Skinner said looking at Ronnie. Skinner could intimidate most people, but nothing seemed to ever phase Ronnie, Skinner still didn't know if that was a trait he admired or disliked. "We re-evaluate the budget, use these latest numbers to come up with a better projection, and re-adjust the budget accordingly" Ronnie said. Skinner waved his hand in the air "Alright fine...go ahead...go play with numbers or do whatever it is you do...have something ready for the next Church meeting!" Skinner said. He hated numbers and budgets, it drove him nuts, partially cause he was no good with numbers to begin with.

As they were talking Liz came home, walking through the front door. "Hey baby doll" Skinner called out as Liz walked over and gave him a deep kiss as Ronnie looked away. "How was your day baby?" Skinner asked as he gave her a slap on the ass. "Watch it!" she yelped giggling, "just great, did some shopping, picked up a few things...maybe some things I'll show off for you later tonight" she said with a grin as Skinner laughed. "How much longer is the bean counter going to be hanging around sweetie?" Liz asked giving Skinner another kiss as she shot Ronnie a look that mixed somewhere between glare and smirk.
"Just some business doll, we'll be done pretty quick" Skinner said, Liz pouted a little "do they need you to hold their hand for everything baby?" she asked, both stroking Skinner's ego and taking a shot at Ronnie at the same time. Ronnie shook his head "Don't worry about it Boss, we're all done" he said as he got up. Ronnie had kept it together pretty good, but Liz was a lot to tolerate even on a good day.

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Oz was walking down the street towards the office of the club's legal counsel. Being just released she wanted to get familiar with the details of his case and his release. As he was walking he heard a scream of a woman, he looked up and saw some guy standing over a younger woman, ripping her bag from her. He punched her once then turned and sprinted away to make his escape. However he was looking behind him to see if the woman was getting up and didn't see Oz in front of him and ran straight into Oz. There was a bit more than a slight size difference between Oz and the would-be mugger as the mugger crashed to the ground. Still not seeing Oz, the mugger got to his feet, swearing in in french as he held up a switchblade knife to scare whoever he ran into. Without flinching Oz grabbed the guy's wrist and twisted it around till the point of nearly breaking, the mugger dropped the knife, then Oz brought up his right hand and decked the guy straight under the jaw, sending him sprawling backwards and crashing to the ground hard. Oz picked up the bag and walked over to the woman, "Hey, I believe this was yours" he said helping her up. The woman nodded obviously shaken up, she introduced herself as Reese. "The name's Oz...you okay?" he asked, as she stammered something in response. She said something about working in the building on the corner, "Well..." Oz looked back at the mugger still moaning on the ground "I'm thinking you'll make it before he even remembers where he is" Oz said as he nodded at the young woman and then proceeded towards the lawyer's office.

This walking around was getting annoying, he was on Outlaw BIKER for crying out loud, not an Outlaw Pedestrian. The cops had seized his bike and then sold it at an auction, he had no clue where it had gone or who had bought it. He also didn't have his cut yet, that was coming tomorrow night where the club would officially welcome him in. "No cut, no bike...fuck this is getting on my nerves" Oz thought to himself. He had been walking by a bar when he felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned to see the girl he had helped out the day before standing there, there was another guy with her who nodded to him, Oz hated it when people he didn't recognize seemed to know him. "You Oz?" the guy asked, Oz glared at him, now he knew his name yet "I'm Davis, her brother, thanks for saving my sister" he said and extended his hand. "Um, thanks....for the other day" the girl chimed in bashfully, Oz looked at the guy, Davis "No problem..." he said looking at Davis, "and...don't worry about it" Oz said looking at the girl. He then turned and continued walking leaving the two behind.

Oz walked into Melinda's office again, she had called him and said she needed to meet with him again. "You realize until I get a new ride I gotta walk my ass over here" Oz said sitting down in a chair across from her desk. She said it was interesting he mentioned that, then went on to tell him that the RCMP had put a nation wide alert out, that as soon as he registered his bike for insurance it'd be entered into the RCMP database, his license number, his home address, phone number, everything. She told him as soon as he registered a bike, he could guarantee that he'd be on their watch list. Oz sighed, "these fuckers really don't have anything better to do?", that was all that he needed, cops following him the second he hopped onto a bike. She then mentioned that he hadn't checked in with his Parole Officer yet, and that if he didn't call in the next 24 hours they could issue a warrant for his arrest and he'd be back inside. "Alright, alright I'll call....anything else?" he asked, walking to the office just to get bad news wasn't making his day too great at the moment. She then handed him a card, it was a white card with a name "Jean-Guy" and a phone number. "What's this?" he asked. She told him that was somebody who could help him out with his problems, "not a shrink" Oz said quickly, she replied that he was somebody who specialized in forged documents, including driver's licenses. Oz looked at her as she explained that he could get Oz a fake driver's license and other info, that would allow him to register his bike without setting off the police alerts. "And it will all hold up?" he asked, she said it would for random traffic stops and checks, however if he was arrested and processed for something and finger printed, then he'd be busted. "Thanks...we done?" he asked as he stood up, she nodded as he walked out.

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Rev woke up to Misty kissing him, he grinned "Well looks like somebody didn't get enough last night huh?" he said grabbing her ass and pulling her ontop of him. She whispered something in his ear as he just grinned "well do your thing baby" he said laying back and watched as she slid down his body and went to work. He was on his way to a great start to his morning when his phone rang, "don't worry about me you keep going baby" he said to Misty as he grinned and answered the phone "Yeah it's Rev" he said. "Hey brother, I called the officers to a meeting this morning, we got some stuff to go over, so get your ass over to the clubhouse" Skinner said, Rev sighed, "get to the good party baby I gotta run" Rev said as he hung up, "damn these meetings always come at the worst time" he thought to himself.

Rev got to the clubhouse and the other officers were there already, the walked into the Chapel and took their places. "Now as you all know, we got ourselves a little cash-flow problem, Ronnie's been saying we're losing money on pretty much every gig we're doing. The club aint' making the dough it has been, and the cops crawling all over the streets sure as hell ain't making it easy to push product on the street. I'll turn the rest over to Ronnie, as you know me and numbers" he said with a chuckle as Ronnie took over, "We got a good chunk of money stored up in a savings bond, we can unlock that and it will offset our losses for this quarter so we're good, but that's a temporary fix. We can use that this time, maybe once more but that money will dry up quick if we don't figure out a revenue stream, and then we'll be in big trouble." Ronnie said explaining their financial situation. "Now we'll put this out to the rest of the club at the next Church meeting, but until then we need some ideas of getting some cash" Skinner said. That's when Rev spoke up, "ya know the other day when I picked up Oz from Cartier, he had a good idea...he mentioned hitting up colleges and stuff, like dorm parties and college kids stuff like that. He said fewer cops out there and rich kids living off their parents money don't want to lose the free ride so they hide their shit good...might be worth checking out" Rev said out loud. "Interesting...I like it....do we got any connections?" Skinner said sitting back in his chair. "I know a guy at McGill University, he's a regular at the club and he always mentions these parties he organizes on campus and was always asking about getting our dancers to make an appearance....I could get us in the door with him no problem" Grizz said. "Sounds good...get Chazz to go with Jester, Jester can keep an eye on things, and Chazz can work the college kids" Skinner said as Grizz nodded sending out a text. "Also, tomorrow night is the welcome party for Oz...as per club policy, officers have the final say on transfers, you guys all good with him?" Skinner asked. Grizz and Ronnie both nodded, "He seems solid, and sounds like he did some good work in Vancouver...main reason he got nailed was they had a rat on the inside" Rev said putting his support behind Oz, "I agree...so tomorrow we'll give him his cut. Then I want you and him to get to work on figuring out our distribution problem" Skinner said pointing to Rev, "Alright, dismissed" he said finally.

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Jester picked up Chazz and they made contact with Grizz's guy. It was a typical college party, lots of drunk college students dancing around and being obnoxious. Both Jester and Chazz were wearing black hoodies, they didn't need somebody identifying full patch members selling drugs at a party. "Okay I'll keep an eye on things, you go do your door-to-door thing" Jester said to Chazz. He mingled through the crowd and pretty soon had unloaded several bags of weed to the party goers, and even a few packages of meth. He found some girl sitting in the corner drawing trying to ignore everyone around her. Chazz sat down beside her, "Hey how's it going?" he said talking over the music. She smiled and introduced herself as Reese. "You go to school here?" he asked, she said no, but a co-worker had invited her and that she was new to the area. "You seem like you're not having too much fun" he said with a grin, she just shrugged, "here, try this" he said handing her a package of two pills. She said she didn't have a headache, "Nah, these are like a safe way of loosening up. Instead of getting drunk and letting some college guy take advantage of you, you can take these, loosen up, have fun, and still think straight" he said grinning. She said she wasn't sure, "Oh..that's cool, I just figured you looked kinda cool and would be down..." he said his voice trailing, that seemed to change her mind as she quickly asked how much. "$20 bucks for two pills but uh...I'll give you two for $10 this time" he said with a grin, she nodded and handed him $15 and he handed her the Ecstasy pills discreetly. He then handed her a card with a phone number "Give me a call if you ever want more" he said as he continued mingling.

Jester was keeping an eye on things when he overheard some guy talking about hacking computers. Jester didn't know anything about computers but he kept listening, the two guys were talking about "hypothetical" situations, how the could hack through firewalls and stuff like that. When the one guy left to get another drink, Jester walked over to the first guy. "Hey how's it going buddy?" Jester asked, the guy introduced himself as Davis. "Hey Davis, ya know, I don't like being an eavesdropper, but I heard you talking over here...talking about all that computer shit and stuff...can you really do all that?" Jester asked. Davis said that if he had the right equipment he could probably do it pretty easily. "Ya know...I could use some of your expertise...don't want to get into details now, but uh...show up here tomorrow night" he said handing him a card with the clubhouse address on it. "Tell the guys at the door you're with Jester...there's a big party going on tomorrow night, you should come...drinks on me. So swing by after 11:00 pm, we'll talk a bit more and then party the rest of the night" Jester said as he patted Davis on the back.

The clubhouse was full of Sades members. All the guys from the Montreal chapter were there of course, a "welcome party" was a mandatory event, no excuse aside from being in prison was allowable for missing it, there were even members out from Quebec City, Gatineau, and Hull that made their way to Montreal for the party. Mamas were all over, lots of rumours of Oz from Vancouver had managed to make their way across country to Montreal, there was a chance he could end up being a big player in the club, and as such, all the Mamas were making it a point to introduce themselves and hopefully get him to a bedroom somewhere.

As Oz was mingling Skinner beckoned him over to the couch where he was with Liz. He gave Liz a nod and she wandered off, giving Oz a bit of a "fuck you" glare. Oz sat down on the couch. "I hear a lot of good things coming from Vancouver about you kid...and Six called me himself personally to vouch for you and clear up any misunderstandings surrounding the bust" Skinner said, Six was the President of the Vancouver chapter and had been the one who first brought Oz into the club out there. "He also gave me shit for taking one of his best guys and that he'd kick my ass himself if I didn't take care of you out here" Skinner said with a laugh and Oz smirked a little. "Listen...Rev's already telling me you got some ideas to solve our little street issue...after tonight you, me and Rev will sit down, I wanna hear what you got to say. Six said if there was a Sade that had the answer...you'd be the guy" Skinner said patting Oz on the back. "Thanks..and yeah, I'll do whatever I can" Oz said with a grin. "However...that's business and THIS is a fucking party...so go, get drunk, have fun, and I swear to god if you don't get laid tonight I'll kick your ass" Skinner said with a laugh as Oz laughed as well.

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Jester saw Davis walk into the clubhouse, he made his way over to Davis "he kid, glad you could make it man, welcome here" he said giving Davis a high five. Davis said he was glad to be here, and introduced his sister Reese, saying something about hoping it was alright. "Fuck man, it's a party, the more the merrier right?" Jester said with a grin. "Hey listen...tonight Mis Casa et Su Casa...drinks are free, girls are hanging around all over...enjoy yourself, just stay away from the Ol' Ladies or you may get your ass kicked" Jester said with a laugh. "Hey listen, I gotta run for now...but I wanna talk about all that tech shit still...I'll catch ya in a little bit" Jester said as he went off to mingle. This was different than the crowd at the college party, instead of college students it was bikers and what looked like strippers.

It didn't take long for Reese to attract some attention of her own. Grizz saw her and knew for sure she wasn't an Ol Lady, which meant she was fair game. There were a couple of other Sades members talking her up but when they saw the towering Grizz making his way over they dispersed pretty quick. "So what's a cute thing like you doing here?" Grizz asked Reese as he stepped up to her, his hands already on her hips, Grizz was huge, but he looked even larger compared to Reese's smaller frame, it looked like Grizz could pick her up in one hand like King Kong if he wanted. Reese mumbled a response to him, "It's pretty loud out here, how about we go chat somewhere quieter?" Grizz said, but it really wasn't a question as he slowly tugged her closer to him. He heard her say something about pills, Grizz grinned "those usually go for $10 a pop...but uh...come with me and I'll hook you up for free" Grizz said as he gripped Reese's wrist, whether she wanted to or not there wasn't really too much choice in the matter as Grizz grinned leading her to the back of the clubhouse.

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Chazz was sitting on the couch with two Mamas keeping him company when Sick Boy walked up to him and sat down, essentially chasing the girls off. Chazz shook his head, "I hate you...I fucking hate you" Chazz said as he saw the girls already talking up somebody else. "Bro check it out..." Sick Boy said as he showed him a roll of cash, "that's $2,400...and that's only been in like two or three days, now tell me Skinner aint going to be impressed seeing this shit!" Sick Boy said grinning from ear to ear. "Ever think about how you're going to bring that up to the club?" Chazz asked, "I mean what's your angle? Hey Boss, I started a job without telling you, using girls from the strip club...but uh hey here's some cash? Skinner's going to kick your ass bro" Chazz said shaking his head. Skinner had always been dead set against escorts or the prostitution ring and money or not, he didn't see this going over well with Skinner. "The club needs cash...we're not in a spot where we can pick and choose where our cash comes from, and if he's any type of decent President he'll fucking realize that" Sick Boy said, "Yeah well if you say it like that, I'm going to be interested to see the ass kicking coming with it" Chazz said as he scanned for the girls, then distracted Chazz saw Reese, "Hey, that's the chick from the party...I sold her two pills of Ex" Chazz said watching her, "Yeah looks like Grizz got his hands on her...ha, he'll fucking end up breaking that bitch into like three pieces" Sick Boy said laughing as Chazz shot him a glare. He frowned, Grizz was never known for his gentleness in anything, and the stories Mamas had told would suggest he was the same in bed too. But it was Grizz....he was too big to fuck with, no matter who you were, but for some reason he felt bad for the girl, then a thought hit him. "Hey...see that dude over there?" he said pointing to Davis, he had seen him talking with Jester at the college party the night before, "The black kid in the jacket over there...looks like he took a wrong turn...that kid?" Sick Boy asked referring to Davis. "Yeah, apparently Jester is bringing him in to Prospect...already told Skinner that he could replace you in the club" Chazz said, totally lying but he needed to start a fight and this was the way to do it. "This mother fucker is dead!" Sick Boy said as he jumped up and headed over to Davis, "too easy" Chazz thought to himself.

Chazz walked up to Davis, tapped him on the shoulder then hit him with a right cross to the chin as he crumpled to the floor, Sick Boy jumped on him and started punching him, he got in a few solid punches till Jester grabbed his arm "You fucking moron, the kid's with me!" Jester said, as Sick Boy took a swing at him knocking him down. A crowd formed as Jester brought his leg up catching Sick Boy in the stomach, then got up and tackled him to the ground. The two guys were punching each other on the ground.

Chazz grinned and got up running into the room Grizz had gone to. He walked in seeing Reese on the bed and Grizz with his shirt off already, "Hey Grizz...Sick Boy and Jester are going at it in the lobby" he said quickly. As Sargeant at Arms it was Grizz's job to ensure security, including stopping fights inside the clubhouse which was frowned upon in the club. "Fucking hell...I'll be right back" Grizz said as he walked out of the room. It was just Chazz and Reese now, he looked at her grinning "Now I could be wrong but I'm thinking I got myself a repeat customer, am I right?" Chazz asked with a grin looking down at Reese.

Outside the fight was still going. Grizz grabbed Sick Boy's arm and yanked him back, in his anger all Sick Boy did was swing, punching Grizz in the jaw, Grizz barely flinched at the shot as both Jester and Sick Boy stopped dead. Grizz grabbed Sick Boy and shoved him clear across the floor, he tripped and slammed straight into Oz who had his back turned at that moment....

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Oz was sitting near the bar, talking with a few members, getting to know names and stuff when he saw the lawyer walk in, however she was dressed way different than she had been in her office the two previous meetings. She wasn't quite dressed like a Mama, but she definitely had left the pants suit and blazer at home. She noticed him checking her out and made a comment, "Well, it's just the first time I've been able to evaluate your full body of work" he said with a grin to her, and he knew he was in the clear when she grinned back and made another comment. "I mean you're a lawyer, I thought researching law books was what you guys did for fun" Oz said and laughed as she said something about him not having a clue what she did for fun, then flashing another grin. This was almost a polar opposite of how she was in the office, which was probably a good thing, a flirtatious lawyer in a court room probably wouldn't work. As they talked there was a fight of some sort going on behind them but Oz wasn't paying attention. Suddenly he was hit, as Sick Boy had been thrown across the floor and straight into him. He spilled his beer down the front of his shirt.

He turned to look at Sick Boy, obviously pissed off. "Hey man..I uh..." that was all he got out as Oz smashed the now empty beer bottle over his head as Sick Boy dropped back down to the ground as everyone cheered. Skinner and Rev walked up as Sick Boy was still trying to figure out where he was. "Well brother, looks like you need a change of clothing huh...how about you come with us" Skinner said with a grin, as Ronnie had joined them now too. Oz turned to Melinda "don't go anywhere" he said with a grin as he followed Skinner, Rev, and Ronnie, with Grizz coming behind them.

They entered into Skinner's office and there was a leather Sades cut lying on the desk, "This is your cut from Vancouver...with some changes" Skinner said with a grin as he held it up, "Welcome to the club brother" Skinner said as he gave Oz a hug, as did the other officers. "Fuck it's been too long" Oz said as he slid the cut back on, it felt as though he was now his old self again, it was funny how good it felt to be wearing it again. The only changes was the bottom rocker on the back now said "MONTREAL" instead of "VANCOUVER", and the front had the Sades Iron Cross ontop of a red Fleur de Lis on the chest, the symbol for the Mother Club of the Sades. "This feels real good" Oz said with a grin. They then walked out and Skinner called everyone's attention.

"Hey listen up. We're all here for one reason tonight...to welcome Oz, a brother from the West Coast into the Montreal Chapter of the Sades. This guy's the real deal...as Sick Boy found out already" Skinner said with a laugh. "So allow me to be the first one to say welcome to the family brother!" He gave Oz a hug again and the clubhouse erupted in cheers, then Skinner shouted "Now let's fucking drink!" he shouted as the party went back into full swing.

Oz made his way through all the congratulation and welcome home hugs and handshakes and found his way back to Melinda. "So where were we?" he asked with a grin.

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As the guys were welcoming Oz Liz walked by Misty, "Was it dress up like a slut night tonight?" Liz said casually as she passed by Misty. Misty glared and snapped back a response. Liz laughed "Oh come on, you don't actually think Rev was into you because of your ability to carry an intelligent conversation do you?" Liz said with a smirk. Misty made a comment to her about it took one to know one. "Well honey I've never actually had to spread my legs to god knows who in order to make a living...but I guess we're just different that way huh?". She knew that was a low blow to Misty, but that's why she said it. "just make sure you hang on to Rev honey, he's probably the only thing keeping you from selling that ass on a street corner for $5 a ride" she said with a smirk as she walked off. Liz was a total bitch but being Skinner's wife, she knew nobody could touch her, which allowed her to run her mouth to anyone she wanted. She loved seeing Misty fuming as she walked off.

Rev made his way over to Misty, "Hey, just ignore her shit alright, she's just doing it to get a reaction out of you" he said as he wrapped his arms around her, Misty still glaring at Liz. "Here, how about you come with me and we'll go start our own part somewhere else" Rev said whispering to her.

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Chazz laid down on the bed beside Reese, he held a package in his hand but it looked different. "If you liked the two pills I gave you the other night, you gotta try this shit" he said, it was a different colour "It's 90% pure X, not like the stuff before, it was 60%, this stuff will give you an even more amazing high, and it'll last way longer" he said as he slowly slid it into her mouth and handed her a bottle of water. She said something quietly, as he laid back, waiting for the drug's affects to hit.

Chazz lay on the bed beside Reese, "So how do you feel?" he asked having seen the drug taking it's toll on Reese, "Inspired" she said before moving closer to him. He grinned as his hands went to work undoing her pants, he'd seen the affects of the drug enough to know that word "no" probably wasn't going to come up. As her pants come off his hand found it's way between her legs quickly "is this inspiring?" he asked with a grin as he saw her body jump a little. Chazz's clothes quickly came off as he got between her legs kissing her, and based off her reactions, she was clearly enjoying the moment, whether it was induced by the drugs or not he didn't care. She seemed to be one of those book worm, "good girl" types and wondered in the back of his mind if this was her first time, he figured he wasn't going to have to wait long for his answer.

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After the fight cleared Jester went over and helped Davis up, "hey you alright...that was a pretty solid punch ya took kid" he said laughing slapping him on his back. "Now...let's go talk business...come with me I got somebody for you to meet" he said as he led Davis across the floor, he walked over to Skinner, who had Liz sitting on his lap, she gave Jester and Davis an icey glare. "Hey Skinner, this kid's name is Davis, he's one of those tech whiz types of guys....I really think ya gotta come listen to what he has to say" Jester said. "A black kid who's a tech whiz, are you kidding me? Shouldn't he be playing basketball somewhere?" Liz said, Jester could see Davis was about to say something, "Shhh, hold on, she's just uh....don't mind her" Jester said. Skinner pushed Liz off his lap and gave her a slight slap upside the head "will you fucking behave yourself around visitors" he said as he got up. "Oh sorry...I forgot, your people kinda get all bent out of shape about that racial stuff huh?" she said. Jester shook his head, she really was a bitch to everyone. "Hey...shutup before I knock the taste out of your pretty mouth huh?" Skinner said turning to his wife giving her a warning. It was beyond Liz to say sorry, she just shrugged and headed towards the bar. "Women eh? What can ya do?" Skinner said with a grin as he led the two of them to his office, he sat down behind the desk.

"So...tech whiz huh?" Skinner said looking at Davis. "Yeah, he says he can hack computers and all sorts of shit like that, I figured he'd be kinda handy to have around" Jester said a bit excited. Skinner sat there thinking, if the kid was able to do what they wanted it could allow them to get vital info and make their lives a bit easier. "Okay I got a job for you...one of our bank accounts in the Bank of Montreal was frozen. We got $25 grand sitting in that account. Now we need that money, but it's gotta look like it just disappeared, it can't be traced back to us or we're in even bigger shit got it? "I'll give you 10% of that amount as a payment if you can make it happen...what do ya say?" Skinner asked with a grin. "$2,500 bucks is a pretty good pay day for one day of work kid" Jester said to him.

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Rev wasn't an idiot, he knew Misty was paranoid about losing him, he was also realistic, he knew he was her meal ticket and that was more of the motivating factor for her to stick with him than any romantic feelings. He did like Misty, maybe not enough to get married, he didn't really feel that was his thing, but at the same time he figured if he had leverage why not use it.

He grabbed her head and let out a moan as she said "you like that huh baby" moaning he just nodded in agreement. "You ain't goin anywhere, are you?" she asked, he grinned "Depends on how good a job you do baby" he said with a grin, "I think you need to remind me again just how badly you want me" he said with a grin. It may have been a slightly underhanded tactic, but Rev couldn't argue with the results as Misty increased her actions dramatically, he had a way to make his Ol' Lady do anything he wanted, what guy wouldn't want to use a gift like that.

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"I believe you were flirting shamelessly" she said to him with a grin as she took a sip from her drink. She looked at his cut "I suppose congratulations are in order" she said, he grinned "well it does feel good to have it back on" Oz said. "Mhm, welcome to the club" she said with a grin as he looked at her "Funny I don't remember you being a patched member" he said, stepping closer to her. "No but I might as well be" she said with a laugh. He wrapped an arm behind her back and leaned in "I can think of at least one way you can welcome me properly" he whispered with a grin. He hadn't been with a woman in at least 4 and a half years and the lawyer looked just as good as any woman to end that streak with.

His touch sent chills all over Reese's body, it seemed all of her senses were on high,her sense of touch seemed amplified the most.

Just his hand was enough to send her over the egde, Reese shivered with delight. She hadn't been with a man, since she was 19 and it was the biggest mistake of her life and she was far from the 'hooking up' type, she found it cheap and disgusting but now she couldn't careless. Soon he hovered over her, kissing her and she kissed him back. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he continued toward his goal.

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Davis gave a smirk as Jester commented on the punch he took. That was a thing for Davis, he could always take a punch, he was used to it. Jester lead him to who he assumed was his boss and his...woman? Soon the woman started talking and Davis set his jaw at her racial remark. "Re-" Jester and the man who introduced himself as Skinner, stopped him and her but the woman kept going. Davis rolled his eyes. Davis was never one for domestic abuse or hitting women as a whole but this broad... Soon Skinner popped her in the head and she scurried off. Serves you right,Stupid Bitch... He thought but kept it from his face.

Skinner went into the reason why he was here. Davis thought it over. Unfreezing bank accounts...that's not too bad...well it's grand larceny but aside from that. No one was dying and the pay was nice, he could get him and his sister a car. "Yea" He said. "It's actually pretty easy." He said thinking aloud. "I'm gonna need a few computers, so nothing gets traced back to us. Macs preferrably, PC's are a pain in the ass. Um, It'll take me a few days but yea, I can definitely do it."He said with a nod and a smirk.

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Melina looked at Oz sideways, she knew she'd lose alot of her power over him if she let him have his way but at the same time, she didn't have much with him anyway. She decided against it, playing hard to get as it were. "I can think of one too." She said and waved over the bartender. "Get him something." She said and grinned at Oz's expression. "Not as easy as you thought?" She said, there was a challenging tone in her words even with the half grin on her face.

Oz woke up the next morning, the two Mama's were passed out on either side of him. He got up, got his clothes back on and headed out into the lobby. The Mama's and Prospects were going to have a hell of a time cleaning this all up today he thought to himself as he surveyed the damage. There were half naked, or fully naked girls scattered around, along with equally clad bikers. He walked over to the bar looking for some coffee.

"Good luck if you're looking for coffee" Rev said as he walked in from the hallway aswell, he looked like he had done his fair share of partying last night too. "Usually the Mama's around here make the coffee, but they were too busy looking for their next meal ticket last night I guess" Rev said as they both laughed. Then Rev saw one of the Prospects walking in "Hey Prospect...get your ass down to the Tim Horton's at the corner...pick up two extra large coffees...one with 2 sugars...and you?" Rev asked Oz, "I'm good with black" Oz said as the Prospect headed out. "Don't keep us fucking waiting either!" Rev yelled.

"So after the coffees, me and you are heading over to Skinner's place to talk some business. Then we gotta get some shopping done" Rev said, Oz looked at him "Shopping?" he asked, "Yeah, we gotta get you a ride brother" he said with a grin, Oz had to smile about that.

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Chazz was up, he'd been waken up by a text from Skinner. "Got a job for you, take Sick Boy along too. Give me a call for details" that was all the text read. He knew it was too early to call Skinner, nobody wanted to be the guy who woke him up early in the morning. He found Sick Boy and woke him up with a slap to the head. "He dumbass wake up...we got work to do, Boss has a job, so get your ass moving and let's go" he said as Sick Boy staggered to untangle himself from the passed out Mama on the couch. The two gave Rev and Oz a nod and headed out the door. "We'll head over to my place, grab some of my gear and then we'll call Skinner for the details" Chazz shouted. Sick Boy was still coming out of his sleep, so he just nodded and followed along behind Chazz as the two of them pulled out of the parking lot of the clubhouse. As they pulled out they both flipped the middle finger to the RCMP surveilance van sitting outside the clubhouse. They didn't have any devices inside the clubhouse but it wasn't uncommon for them to sit out front with cameras, waiting in case the Sades made a mistake and gave them something they could use.

Back at Chazz's place, Sick Boy started making some coffee as Chazz got his tools together. He then gave Skinner a call. "Hey Boss it's Chazz, what's up?" he asked. "We need 6 Mac computers, uh...2 modems....and 4 flash drives, they have to be the ones in a green pack, apparently they're encrypted or some shit. We need that shit ASAP, whenever you and Sick Boy can get the stuff bring it to Jester, got it?" Skinner said explaining the job to Chazz. "Yeah boss, no problem, we'll have em by tomorrow" he said jotting all the info down onto a notepad then hung up. "Smash and grab?" Sick Boy asked, handing Chazz a coffee, "Yeah..minus the smash part...what is this, amateur hour?" he asked taking the coffee.

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The Prospect had brought some coffee back, and then took his place disappearing. As they enjoyed the coffee, Misty came out of the room, walking up to Rev. "Hey baby" he said giving her a deep kiss as she returned it eagerly. "Got work to do...but uh...behave yourself or I'll have to punish you later" he said with a grin as they both finished the coffees, Misty made a flirtatious comment back as the two guys got up to leave. As the guys left the clubhouse Misty saw Reese had found her way out of the bedroom.

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Rev and Oz took one of the SUV's, tossing their cuts in the back seat as they took off. Rev would have flipped the cops off as well but the windows were tinted on the Escalade they were driving. "See that's our fucking problem" Rev said as they drove. "Cops are fucking everywhere...RCMP...QPP...you name it, and with the RC's and provincial cops on our ass it makes it that much harder to get the local cops to play ball. Sure before it was easy, but with all this provincial and federal attention...they don't want to get caught doing shit" Rev said shaking his head. "How'd the college party work out?" Oz asked. "Good man, real good actually, I think the guys brought in close to $500, not bad for working one party" Rev said. "Who's the local concert promoter around here?" Oz asked. "Well Live Nation does a lot, sometimes the radio stations, but there's a company Red Sky Entertainment, it's run by this guy Michael Desbiens, he puts on a lot of concerts, rap, rock, hip hop, pretty much everything you want...why you ask?" Rev asked. Oz grinned "I got some ideas" said as they continued driving.

Rev and Oz walked into Skinner's place, he was sitting at the table in just jeans, reading the newspaper and having his morning coffee. Liz was apparently not shy, as she was still wearing her bra and panties and didn't seem to be in too big of a hurry to cover herself up. "How's your hooker girlfriend treating you Rev?" she asked as they sat down, Rev smirked and just ignored her question. "Babe get outta here, we got business" Skinner said piping up. "Just make sure this one doesn't get everyone arrested" Liz said pointing to Oz, he as well just ignored her.

"So..Rev says you got ideas...let's hear em" Skinner said once the room was clear. "Well the party scene was huge for us in Vancouver. But you can't have patches going in to every party, I mean sure it worked the other night, but it's getting too close to the fire. We filter down...we give the drugs to the Sixers. They're the support club, they take the stuff and get it to the dealers we're going to be putting in these parties." Oz said as Skinner sat back and listened. "And then we get our street guys dealing at the parties?" Skinner asked. "No...you're street guys are all made by now. They got pinched, or picked up it's an automatic link back to the club, we use them we may aswell just sell it ourselves. No, you find guys in the schools, or guys who go to these parties a lot. Kids who will keep their mouths shut. You tell them they'll get a certain quantity of drugs for themselves free, and they'll take a small cut of the profits, that's usually enough to keep em happy. And they're college kids, so it aint' like any of them are going to suddenly try to hustle us for money. This way, if the cops hit a party...if the dealer gets pinched, he's just a kid, no connections back to us." Oz said laying out his plan. "That's actually fucking brilliant..so we'd get the Sixers to find these guys?" Skinner asked. "Hell no, all they're doing is transporting the product, the less thinking those guys are doing the better. Nah, we'd find the guys, we'd arrange the deal. They'd talk with us, but they'd get the product from the Sixers...again, if they're suddenly hit, the Sixers take the rap for trafficking, not us. We're surrounded every side, and all the money comes up to us. Besides, it's harder for cops to stake out college parties, you got lawyers in training etc., or you got kids who's mommy and daddy know a lot of important people...a lot harder to shake those kids down than street kids" Oz said.

"I like it, make it happen, if it works like you say it does, this could go a long way in elevating your spot in the club brother" Skinner said as he patted Oz on the back. "How much time you need to get things moving?" Skinner asked. "Probably a couple of days, to figure out who the best candidates are and stuff like that. Within a week we should be bringing in cash and moving product" Oz said as Skinner grinned "I like hearing that...I LOVE results" he said with a laugh. He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of cash and slid it across the table to Oz. "What's this?" he asked. "Roughly 25G's my brother...you're going to be taking over our drug distribution and you've been walking around like a hobo" Skinner said with a grin, "Now that ain't going to buy you a house or shit...but the owner of one of the 5 Star hotel chains here in Montreal is a...friend...of ours. You can pay cash under the table and he'll give you a discount rate as well. Gives you somewhere other than the clubhouse to stay at while you look around at getting yourself set up" he said.

Rev and Oz got up as Oz put the money in his pocket and they headed out. "You got all your papers in order?" Rev asked, Oz nodded, he'd been down to see the guy to get his driver's license forged and a fake Social Insurance number, it wouldn't hold up to an investigation, but it'd be enough to allow him to register a new bike and some other stuff without alerting the cops. "Well brother...let's go get you a ride" Rev said laughing as they got back into the SUV.

"Alright" Melina said as she looked at him squarely. Oz was even caught off guard by that, he figured she'd have some sort of clever come back or something to keep the game going. "You better be as good as you say, or it's four more years without any" she said and grinned. After that it didn't take too long for Oz to get Melina back to his hotel room. As soon as the door closed Melina shoved him against the door, she slid one hand into he pants as she pressed her lips against his. Oz let out a moan as Melina's hand seemed to go to work instantly on him. "Ah don't be shy now" she said and gripped him even harder. With that he picked her up, like she weighed nothing at all. He carried her a few steps then literally tossed her onto the bed as he shed his shirt and pants and was ontop of her almost before she knew what was happening. He grabbed her throat, he wasn't choking her, but at the same time she wasn't going anywhere either. He pushed the dress up to her hips, and then literally rip the panties and tossed them away, all he heard was a slight moan from her as he continued. He spread her legs somewhat roughly as he got between them, he definitely wasn't going to be the slow and gentle type, but for an Outlaw Biker was she really that surprised? He saw a look on her face as he took control of her, other women had a similar reaction, when they felt just how strong Oz really was, his arms and body, the realization that even if they did fight back for some reason they'd be like a child trying to hurt an adult. It wasn't exactly fear either, as Oz had discovered this almost turned women on more, "too many guys afraid to take charge' he had always thought, so when a woman found a guy like him, it was like winning the lottery, at least that's how he saw it in his mind.

"Try not to scream too loud" he whispered in her ear with a grin as he took her for the first time. It wasn't gentle, as he watched as her body shook with each thrust, but she wasn't exactly complaining either, "guess 4 years inside hasn't affected my ability to read women" Oz thought to himself as he continued before leaning down and kissing her firmly on the mouth and his tongue slide inside her mouth. From the moment she hit the bed she really had no more say on what happened as Oz took over and directed the rest of the nights "activities" however the entire time Oz never saw or heard her complain or do anything to suggest she had wanted him to stop or wasn't enjoying the proceedings as it were. Oz had to admit, she was pretty good, she was giving him more of a workout than the two Mama's had the night before, but how much can you expect with drunk sluts he thought. He was determined to outlast her though, he couldn't quit before she did, so there was a slight bit of relief when she finally fell back against the bed, pretty much limp and mumbled something about not being able to handle anymore. Oz grinned, had he a bit more energy he would have gone one more round just cause she said that, but he decided he'd be nice today.

He lay down beside her, his arms around her as they both lay there, pretty much catching their breath, both of them covered in sweat and breathing as if they'd just ran a marathon. They didn't say anything until Melina asked if he wanted to join her in the shower, he grinned and soon was following behind her.

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It was late when Ronnie and Skinner had gotten the text message from Jester to meet at the clubhouse. Ronnie got there just as Skinner was pulling in behind him on his bike. All Jester had said was that it was important. They walked into the lobby, nobody else was around, and Jester had a number of beer bottles out already and he and Davis were already drinking. "Boss this kid is a genius...he did exactly what he said, BUT, he didn't just get our $25,000 unfrozen, he well....he took half a million from the bank!" Jester said, acting as if he'd just won the lottery, which in a manner of speaking he had. Davis went on to explain what he'd done and why he took all the money from the people.

"Are you fucking stupid!" Ronnie shouted as he punched the wall, and even Skinner seemed to have a less than excited reaction which confused the other two. "Wh..wh...what? Are you serious...Ronnie...HALF A MILLION" Jester said almost giggling. "Congratulations you just made the biggest bank robbery in the history of this country..." Ronnie snapped, and Jester and Davis both grinned, "Which means more cops everywhere" Skinner said in an even and low tone. "It didn't fucking matter if they knew it was us if they couldn't PROVE that we took it!" Ronnie said, still irate as Jester realized the mistake. "I can barely take a shit in the morning in privacy without the cops watching my every fucking move. Now this? You realize if they have anything, and I mean ANYTHING in their files right now to hit us with, they'll do it and bring in whoever they can" Skinner said. "The fact that our bank account was in that bank is going to put us on top of the list of suspects...guaranteed by tomorrow afternoon they'll already have a task force put together focusing on trying to shut us down" Ronnie said shaking his head.

Davis started apologizing, he wasn't a criminal and hadn't thought that far ahead, hel probably had no clue they were even being watched by the cops. Skinner patted him on the shoulder "Cool it kid, cool it...you didn't know, you're a computer nerd, not a criminal right?" Skinner said, then looked at Jester, "But you....you should have fucking known better brother" Skinner said a bit more pissed off. "If shit hits the fan I'm holding you responsible" Skinner said glaring at Jester, he couldn't even return the gaze, Jester knew he fucked up, he knew he should have told the kid to cool it, but it was so much money.

The room was quiet as Skinner sat down and grabbed a beer, he needed a drink now. It was a bit uneasy in the room till Ronnie spoke up. "The spending spree theory" he said almost to himself, Skinner turned around to look at him "huh?". "The theory that if somebody would all of a sudden give you a bunch of cash for no reason...you should spend it all right away. The idea behind the theory is that they may have stolen it or something like that, and by spending it right away you eliminate the chance of the getting caught with stolen cash" he said. "When the cops look into this, we can't have any extra assets on hand or we're busted...but that's as a club. Individually they can't search any of our records without a subpoena and in order to get one they'd need to prove there was a hard and fast link between that money disappearing and us...and just us having an account there won't be enough. We call everyone in right now, we got roughly 20 members or so in the club, every guy gets 25 thousand each in cash and they gotta spend every cent of it in the next 24 hours. They can buy whatever they want with it, but they all have to know that it's essentially a loan from the club, which they'll pay back to use over the next few months. Meaning we'll slowly build half a million into our accounts, but it'll be gradual. We'll make an annoucement that the monthly club dues are going up, we make it official on paper, and that way they can pay back the 25 thousand through their dues without us raising any eyebrows" Ronnie said explaining the idea.

Skinner looked at him almost stunned, "Are you sure you didn't fucking go to like university or some shit? Fucking hell brother...that's fucking crazy, but it's brilliant" he then looked at Davis "Kid, don't worry, you just were doing your job and this fucking idiot should have stopped you...but you still look like you'll have gotten us a lot of cash. So Jester...you give your 25 thousand to the kid" Skinner said as Jester looked shocked "What...why?" he asked clearly upset, "just because Ronnie here was a fucking genius and figured out a way to save our asses, it was YOUR fuck up that put us in a tight spot to begin with. The kid gets your 25 G's and you're still on the hook to pay back the club" Skinner said. "Ronnie, how soon can you get all this money into actual cash?" Skinner asked. "It'll take me a bit, it's a lot of money, and I also don't won't to broadcast to everyone that we got half a mill stored up. I'll make the meeting for tomorrow, mid-morning sometime." Ronnie said as Skinner nodded.

Ronnie headed out the door, "You go with him, give him any help he needs" Skinner said to Jester as Jester quickly followed Ronnie outside. Skinner walked over to Davis and waved for one of the Mama's to come over. "This here is Darla, and she was just telling me how attractive she though you were" Skinner said as the blonde Mama grinned and without waiting climbed into Davis' lap. "We got a couple empty bedrooms in the back...feel free to take her back there and uh...well...ya know" Skinner said with a grin as he got up, the kid looked shell shocked. It was too late for him to head back home so he called over two other Mamas, putting his arm around each one he then walked back to the President's room, the Mama's jumped at a chance to be with Skinner, and it was probably the reason Liz hated them so much.

Two of the Mama's had pulled Misty off of Liz. They knew what would happen if Misty actually really hurt Liz, or at least they could imagine. Liz got to her feet, "unless you two bitches want to piss me off...hold her tight" Liz grinned as she collected herself, watching Misty struggle. Liz then wound up and punched Misty right in the face, then continued punching her over and over repeatedly several times. As the Mama's held Misty Liz ripped Misty's shirt open and then pulled her shorts off, almost completely exposing her. She then grabbed Misty, one hand gripping a handful of her hair and twisting her fist in it, and her second hand grabbing her throat. "I should do you a favour and just strangle you right now" Liz said, then spit in her face. "Let her go" Liz said to the Mama's as she dragged Misty down the hall towards Skinner's office. She opened the door then threw Misty onto the floor in front of Skinner and Rev, "You're fucking little bitch of a girlfriend just attacked me asshole!" Liz yelled at Rev. "Shutup Liz...that's our Vice President you're talking to" Skinner said almost angrily. "Yeah...well...his bitch just jumped me for no reason" Liz said, toning herself down a little. "So what about it Misty?" Skinner asked "You want to tell us why you decided to attack my wife?" he asked looking down at her, with her clothes ripped and not really covering anything. Rev could see Misty had let her hair fall on purpose, trying to hide the fact that she was on the verge of crying.

Rev had always told Misty he liked her, and he would take care of her but had pretty much just treated her as an exclusive Mama all things considered. He wasn't going to go into marriage, but as he saw Misty whimpering on the ground and Liz's smirk, something snapped. "Your wife is a fucking bitch Skiner!" Rev spit out.

A pin could have been heard dropping in the room. Skinner looked at Rev with a look that said he better explain himself quick. "Look man...she walks around her like she's the Queen of England, she tells everyone off, she bosses everyone around, fuck man she walked in here and called me an asshole...dammit even if you called me an asshole I'd probably punch you in the mouth, you know that...but with her we just gotta sit back and take it?" Rev said standing up, he helped Misty to her feet. "And if I were you, I'd stop it before it becomes an issue...cause she acts like a bitch then hides behind you, and honestly brother...it's that sort of shit that can make a club turn and kick their Pres out the door". Skinner glared at Rev, then looked at Liz. Then Skinner laughed to himself, "You know brother...it's that shit right there that made me pick you as VP man" Skinner said with a grin. "Misty...on behalf of my wife...I apologize for her bitchiness...it ain't going to be an issue anymore" he said. "you can go clean her up" he said to Rev.

Rev helped Misty up and took her to the VP room, once inside she tried kissing him hungrily, Rev laughing stopped her "Listen calm down...you can thank me later" he said as Misty started rambling about what he said, what he did, and everything kinda poured out at once. "Listen...I hate to do this but I got some stuff to do...you can thank me later" he said with a wink, kissed her goodbye, then headed out the door.

Misty was in the washroom in Rev's room but she could still hear the yelling, but it was mainly Skinner. Pretty much all the girls in the clubhouse had to hide their grins, as finally Liz was getting what was coming to her. However soon Liz's voice could be heard as well, but she wasn't yelling in anger...it was almost as if she was crying. The Mama's in the rest of the clubhouse would have been too far away to hear it, but when Misty got out she could hear what sounded like loud slaps and clear sounds of Liz crying. Skinner could be heard leaving and walking down the hall and shortly after leaving the clubhouse, when Misty went to check in Skinner's office she saw Liz laying in a ball, her face was bruised, her lip was bleeding and she was sobbing softly on the ground hugging herself.

Jester was outside the clubhouse when he saw Davis roll up, on a skateboard. They talked a little and Davis handed him a roll of money, the $25 thousand Skinner had given Davis instead. Jester wasn't sure what to do, had it been the other way around Jester would have definitely just kept the money himself. "Thanks kid" he said, not sure what else to say or do. Davis hopped on his skateboard and took off, "Hey kid...ya may want to get a better ride eh?" Jester shouted at him, "I know" Davis called back with a laugh.

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"You know how about I just keep it here and come over anytime I want to look at it" Chazz said, grinning at Reese. Even sober he had to admit she was pretty cute, definitely not like the Mama's back at the club who were pretty much all over any guy wearing a cut. She kept talking, she almost sounded like some like nervous and excited teenager as she talked about her art and other stuff. Just then he got a text from Ronnie saying there was a meeting happening at the clubhouse, "Hey...uh....work calls again" he said, "but uh...I'll swing by again maybe later tonight if i got time" he said standing up, then reached into his pocket "Hey I got two more pills...like the first ones, not like last night" he said with a grin as she saw her look almost reluctant at first, "on me...consider it payment for the drawing" he said as he left them on a table near the door. "Catch ya later" he said as he headed out the door.

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Ronnie had spent the better portion of the night going around to different "friends" of the club and getting the cash for the half a million they had. He had come up with a story of how they needed to convert some funds into cash, in their line of work people never really asked questions. He also kept it quiet that they had half a million dollars.

As the members filed into the Chapel, Ronnie had rolls of cash, counted out into rolls of $25 thousand, sitting on the table. As everyone was present and accounted for Skinner started things off. "Alright...well...we recently made a move to un-freeze $25 thousand dollars of our money that was locked up in a frozen account in the bank. In doing so, we kinds took a bit more money than that...about half a million" he said as everyone reacted at the number. "Now...Ronnie will explain the rest" he said as Ronnie stood up. "Okay, we didn't want to take the half a mill cause it's a pretty damn large amount and the cops are definitely going to be looking for it...if they find us a half a mill richer for no reason...we're on the hook. So on this table is half a million dollars...divided up into rolls of $25 thousand. Each one of you will get ONE roll." Ronnie said, emphasizing the word one. "Now here's the deal. You need to spend this NOW, within 24 hours every single cent on this table has to be gone. Now, I would suggest buying something you can re-sell later on, once the heat dies down, because we WILL be asking for this money back. The way it'll work, we will increase our club dues...in reality they'll stay the same, but by doing that, it'll allow you guys to pay back the money through club dues without alerting suspicion, so consider this a loan. And trust me, I'll be keeping track of what everyone owes the club." Ronnie said.

There were a few questions until Oz put up his hand. "That's a great plan and all...but mind if I make a suggestion?" Oz asked, and Skinner gave him the floor. "Instead of spending it all here....why don't we do a midnight run to Atlantic City. Hit the casinos down there. It's about a 7 hour ride from here, we hit the casinos for a couple hours, then head back. If we lose the money so be it, we pay the money back as originally planned. If guys win, the initial $25 thousand gets paid back over time, and they keep whatever they win ontop of that for themselves" Oz said. Ronnie nodded and looked at Skinner "the idea definitely works" he said to Skinner. "Alright...all in favour of a little shopping spree, raise your hands" Skinner said. A few guys raised their hands. "Alright...all in favour of a midnight run to Atlantic City...raise your hands" Skinner said as everyone else's hand went in the air. "Alright...well I think that settles it. Grizz...get the Prospects to get everything read for the run, and map out the route. Ronnie, I'll leave the cross-border logistics to you?" Skinner said as Ronnie nodded, "Rev...you book the hotel" Skinner said, "And everyone else...we ride out at 4pm, so go sleep or do whatever the fuck you need to do...we ride at 4 pm tomorrow, and this is a mandatory run!" Skinner said as the club cheered.

As the club filed out of the Chapel, Ronnie looked at Skinner "I'm glad he came to us" he said with a grin as Skinner laughed.

Oz walked out to his bike, if he was going to do a midnight run he'd need to get some sleep in. He called Melina's cell phone, as expected she answered in a rushed tone as she was at work. "Overnight party in Atlantic City, ride's leaving at 4 pm, be at my place at 3 pm if you wanna tag along...and uh...wear something sexy" he said with a grin and hung up, not giving her a chance to respond or reply back. He then headed for home to catch some sleep.

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Chazz dialed Reese's number, "Hey...we kinda got a party going on down in Atlantic City tonight, if you want to come along I think I got room on my bike for a cute girl like you" Chazz said with a grin. "So what do you say?" he asked as he headed out for his bike.

Meanwhile Jester called up Davis. "Hey kid, looks like we're taking all your money and heading down to Atlantic City, whatever you win you get to keep. And uh...I could probably get you one of our SUV's to drive down there, and uh...I'm sure Darla wouldn't mind keeping you some company on the drive down" Jester said into the phone. Davis said something about work the next day "Dammit kid, a kid like you could make a killing in Atlantic City...fuck work man, you work for us, we pay better" he said laughing "Come on, I ain't taking no for answer alright...and seeing as you were a stand up guy about the money....it's a win-win for you, cause I'll cover ya if you end up losing dough alright? We leave at 4 pm man, what do you say?" he asked.

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Skinner walked into his room at the club, he saw Liz putting some stuff away and walked over to her. She flinched at first at his touch. "Shhh...baby...I got upset, I mean I was embarassed and honestly...well you were acting like a bitch to everyone, I'm surprised nothing happened sooner" he said as he wrapped his arms around you. "But I went too far...sorry baby" he whispered and kissed her neck. She wanted to be angry at him, but it just never worked. "Listen....I promise I won't do that again alright....scout's honor" he said as he kissed her again.

Truth be known, she wasn't much different than Misty. If Skinner ever decided to move on she'd be out on her ass, and she'd be worse off than Misty, cause she was still young, if nothing else worked she could still strip or do escorts or something cause she had the body, at Liz's age there probably wouldn't be too many college guys lining up to see her when they could have those hot young things like Misty. "I know" she said softly.

"Hey why don't you come keep me company, gotta catch some Z's, we're doing a run down to Atlantic City and you're my good luck charm baby" he whispered as she grinned and followed him to the bed.

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Rev made some quick plans with a hotel down in Atlantic City, then headed off to the VP room to catch some sleep. He told Misty what was going on as she followed him into the room. As he was taking his shirt off Misty started talking again, same stuff as before, about how Rev standing up for her made her felt. Rev stopped and listened to her as she went on...they were usually all about sex, this was the first time either of them were actually talking this much about feelings.

Rev grinned at Misty, "listen...marriage aint my thing, I told you that. But...you're more than just a fuck buddy to me alright, you're my Ol' Lady and honestly...I probably wasn't treating you like it" he said as he kissed her. "I ain't going to put a ring on...but uh...you aint going anywhere except right here" he said with a grin as he pulled her against him as they kissed some more.

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After most of the members essentially got their power naps in, the crew started arriving at the clubhouse. The prospects had packed two SUV's with everything they might need. A third SUV was waiting as well, this one wasn't heading to Atlantic City. This one was going to accompany the club till just before the border crossing. Then all the members would put their weapons into the SUV and it'd head back home, they'd cross the border with no weapons. About a mile or so from the border crossing they had some of the guys from the Red Devils MC, a club based mainly in the state of New York with ties to the Sades were going to meet them just across the border and provide them with some guns to ride with. The route they were going to take went through what was considered neutral territory, but the Heatens were known to inhabit the North East of the United States, and the Rebels also had a strong presence in the East.

Rev, Ronnie and Grizz went over the travel plans, Grizz would ride at the front of the pack, with Skinner and Rev behind him, and Ronnie and Bigfoot behind them. After that the rest of the club would just fall into line, with the prospects that were riding bikes with the club would take up the back. As guys showed up Ronnie distributed the cash amongst all the members and made sure to keep track on who had they money.

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Chazz rolled up to Reese's place and went up to get her. When she opened the door he took a second glance "Wow...you look hot" he said with a grin, she giggled and made a comment on her clothes. "Hey we don't wanna be late, so let's go" Chazz said as he walked with her down to his bike, he helped her on then got on himself. He had to admit it felt good having her on the back of his bike, he fired the engine and they headed off for the clubhouse.

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Oz checked the time, it was already 3:00 pm, he wasn't sure if Melina would make it due to work, although he figured it was worth asking her. He threw on his cut and headed out, as he stepped out of his room he saw Melina getting off the elevator. "Almost too late" he said with a grin as she walked up to greet him. They kissed, then Oz pulled away and looked at her, "I mean I know I said dress sexy and all...but this is pretty hot, maybe I won't hit the casino and just take you up to the hotel" he said laughing as he kissed her deeply again. She made a witty comment back to him, and he grinned. "Have you ever actually ridden a motocycle before?" he asked, he saw her blush as she fumbled with a way to say no she hadn't. "Well you seemed to be able to ride me pretty good, so I guess you'll be fine" he said and grinned as she blushed.

They made their way to his bike and made their way to the clubhouse.

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"Hey kid, glad you made it" Jester said giving him a high five, "And uh...I think somebody else is glad you made it too" Jester said gesturing towards Darla who was grinning and waving at Davis. He handed Davis a set of keys, "These are for the Hummer, you can take Darla with ya, and one of the prospects will tag along as well. The bikes will all roll ahead, you stay behind the other SUV's got it?" he said as Davis nodded. "Alright...and remember, we're here to party so have some fun" he said giving Davis a pat on the back, "Now uh...Darla's looking kinda lonely over there" Jester said with a grin as he walked off.

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Liz walked in and saw Misty sitting in the lounge waiting to leave. Misty asked her how she was doing, "I'm fine" Liz mumbled a little. There was an awkward silence before Liz turned and looked at Misty, "You know...even with a ring, I always had the nightmare, the thought that maybe one day he'd just get bored of me ya know? I mean they're outlaws not priests, dumping a wife for some hot little thing would be no issue to them right? You...the Mama's...you were always a threat....any one of you could have been the one to send me back to the gutter....and I couldn't handle it. I didn't do it because I hated you...I did it...because I was afraid....afraid if I let my guard down I'd lose everything. Maybe it doesn't make shit right but...uh....for whatever it's worth...I'm sorry" Liz said, looking extremely awkward allowing herself to be that open, essentially confronting her worst fear. She was slightly shocked at Misty's response, she figured she'd have some smart comment or finally take her opprotunity to hold this over her, but her response was the complete opposite. Liz fought not to cry "Great...so not only are you younger and hotter...you're a better person than I am too" Liz said with a giggle, one the first time Misty heard her do that. Misty made a comment that Liz wasn't bad to look at either. "We're not going to hug are we?" Liz asked as both women laughed.

Rev walked in "Hey ladies...time to ride" he said as they made their way to the parking lot. Oz rode in and Ronnie waved him over, "hey bro, you're riding up front with me" he said with a nod, riding beside one of the officers of the club was a big spot to ride in, it signified your importance to the club, so for Oz to get the nod meant things were definitely looking to be in his favour.
The bikes lined up as Skinner went over the rules, and Rev made sure everyone had their clean passports for crossing the border. Once all the loose ends were cleared Skinner then shouted "Well then...LET'S RIDE" as the members cheered.

The rumble could be heard for probably 2 or 3 city blocks as 25 bikes fired up and roared to life. The gate to the clubhouse parking lot was rolled open and the bikes headed out, and almost every biker flipped the middle finger to the police that had camped out across the street, which had become somewhat customary over the last while. The SUV's followed behind the bikes as they rolled through the streets. Even several bikes riding together turned heads, but 25 bikes rolling together defintiely caught everyone's attention as they rumbled through the streets and then eventually out onto the highway headed for the US border.

The ride went off without a hitch, the only other MC they saw was the Red Devil's MC who had met them just past the border. The Sades rolled up to one of the casinos and parked their bikes, as usual all in a line, with the back of the bike's facing the curb. They did this for two reasons, first cause it made it quicker to take off if they needed to, and second because it hid their license plates from any cops that might be passing by.

Once in the casino the club pretty much spread out. Skinner took Liz with him to one of the Black Jack tables. He had already cashed in his money for chips as he sat down, "Well wish me luck baby" he said as Liz pretty much sat on his one leg as he started playing. As he was playing this one guy who looked to be like a middle aged business type kept looking at him, "You want something buddy?" Skinner finally asked slightly annoyed. "Well...I mean...it's just kinda cool, I mean you're like a real biker aren't you?" the guy said, as if he was talking to a rock star. "Yeah something like that" Skinner said as he was paying more attention to his cards than the guy beside him. "You know...I ride a bike too" the guy said with a grin, Skinner looked at him "With pedals?" he asked and Liz had to stifle a laugh. The guy just laughed, "So...like...have you ever killed anyone before?" the guy asked in a hushed tone, Skinner looked at him "Yeah once...cut a guy's throat so deep I thought his head would come off" he said, the man just gushed "that's real bad ass, what'd he do...like mess with your ride or something?" the man asked still in a hushed tone, "Nah...he was annoying the hell out of me at a Black Jack table" Skinner said as he gave the guy a glance, the smile faded quickly. "Oh...right...that's cool...I'll just be...ummm..." the guy stammered as Skinner cut in "leaving?" the guy made a nervous chuckle as he nodded, took his chips and then left.

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Sick Boy, Rev, and Ronnie made their way to one of the high stakes Texas Hold Em poker tables. The plan was to play together and maximize the amount of money they won. Misty was hanging off of Rev's shoulder as they played a few hands and the three of them started taking in some pretty good wins. One of the Floormen at the casino started hanging around the table suspecting the three of them of playing together. After a few more wins, the Floorman took Misty by the arm, suspecting her of helping the rest of them cheat. "Maam you gotta leave the table" he said. Rev got up out of his seat immediately "Listen buddy let her go now before you got yourself a real problem", both Ronnie and Sick Boy stood up as well. The Pit Boss made his way over, "Gentlemen what seems to be the problem?" he asked, he'd seen their patches...and the nearly 20 other matching patches in the casino. "Tell your bitch here to let go of my girl" Rev said not taking his eyes off the Floorman. "She's helping them cheat the table" the Floorman said, "Well somebody's going to be helping you eat through a straw!" Rev said, his fists clenched already. Another Floorman had made his way over as "backup". "Listen...the dealer's shift is almost over, why not mingle around and we'll just forget about all this...I mean no need for my backup here right?" the Pit Boss asked. As he said that Bigfoot and Grizz walked up behind the second Floorman. Both Floormen were relatively big, but compared to Bigfoot and Grizz, well everyone seemed small. "you mean there won't be any need for our backup right?" Ronnie asked with a grin. The Pit Boss could tell he'd gotten into a tight spot, "Let the girl go huh?" he said as the Floorman let Misty go, and she thanked him with an open face slap across the face which produced a laugh from the other guys. "Ya know guys...this table was getting cold anyway...let's go find another table" Ronnie said glaring at the Pit Boss as they group moved away from the table.

Rev asked Misty if she was okay, and she whispered something back into his ear. He had already won a decent amount of money, so he figured he deserved a break. "I'll catch up with you guys later" he said as Misty was practically pulling him towards the elevator to the hotel rooms they'd booked.

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Chazz and Reese spent some time just checking out the casino. They went by the slot machines "You ever gamble before?" Chazz asked as Reese blushed and shook her head. Chazz walked over and put $200 into a coin machine and got a cup full of coins. "Let's see how good you are?" he said with a grin as he handed her the cup, she made some comment about not wanting to lose his money, "Hey, I'm giving it to you...it's your money, so let's see what you can do with it baby girl?" he said, he sat on a chair and pulled her into his lap after she chose the machine.

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Oz grinned as they walked into the casino "Not used to riding a bike for 7 hours huh?" he said laughing as he could tell Melina was a bit stiff, the ride had gotten to him a bit too. Normally Oz would have been able to do a 7 hour ride no problem, but it'd been a few years since his last big ride, but he could tell Melina was feeling it. She commented about how it was mainly her legs that were sore, "Hey, I got all the time in the world to throw my money away...Rev got me a suite with a jacuzzi...that'd probably help loosen up those legs a bit" he said, then laughed as she made some comment about how he'd already loosened her legs up. "I thought I was supposed to be the one with the dirty jokes" he said with a laugh as they headed for the hotel room first.

Skinner and Liz had been sitting by the bar, they'd had their fill of gambling for the night. Liz actually enjoyed the night, Skinner was a lot more relaxed and less stressed. "You know if I didn't know any better I'd say you were having a good time?" Liz said as she kissed him, he chuckled, "Yeah, it's been a good ride so far" he said. He could still see the bruise from where he'd hit Liz, although she'd covered it up well enough, he did feel a bit about it, but at the same time Liz had been acting like a stuck up bitch, he hoped that was the last time he needed to do that.

Grizz then came up looking concerned, "Boss we got a big problem" he said, Skinner turned around "What the hell is so important that it can't wait?" Skinner asked. Grizz looked around for a moment, then leaned in closer, "cops just called to the alley outside...Bigfoot's dead" he said. Liz gasped as Skinner stared at Grizz, "Say that one more fucking time" he said slowly. "I didn't get a lot of details, but looks like he was stabbed...they found him face down in the alley...and his cut was gone and his ID" Grizz said. "Get the word out, everyone saddles up right now! Get Rev and Ronnie down here like yesterday...then get your ass outside and keep an eye on what's going on" Skinner said. "He's....dead?" Liz said, gasping. Bigfoot had always been tough and intimidating but he'd always been kind to Liz, and all the girls really, one of the few. Skinner hugged Liz "listen...it'ls going to okay...go to the hotel room till I come get you" he said. Liz nodded and ran to the elevator.

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Rev and Misty were relaxing on a couch, whatever had pissed her off earlier seemed to have been gone now. As they were sitting there Grizz found Rev, he whispered something to his ear and Rev nearly jumped. "Are you fucking for real???" Rev asked, Grizz nodded. Rev handed Misty the key to the room "Babe, go to the room, stay there till I come get you" he said as he kissed her then ran off towards the bar where Skinner was, Misty asked what was going on but Rev was already gone.

As Misty made her way to the elevator she saw Liz who was crying. Misty asked what was going on, "You can't tell anyone" she whispered as they got onto the elevator, Misty nodded to her, "the police found Bigfoot...he was stabbed to death outside in the alley" she said whimpering. She then hugged Misty as the elevator moved.

As Oz got up he slipped Melina the key card to the room "go hang out in there till we're done here" he said as he gave her a kiss. If he had time to think about it, that'd been odd. If it really was just sex, he wouldn't have cared as much what she did, but he actually for a few moments felt the urge to keep her by his side, so he could protect her. If he had time to think about it he'd have realized that probably meant his feelings were deeper for her than just sex.

Oz got to the bar, Rev and Ronnie were there as well as Grizz and most of the other members, including Sick Boy. "What the fuck happened?" Oz asked as he got there. Skinner was talking with Ronnie, Rev turned to Oz "We don't know, just that Bigfoot was found stabbed outside, cut missing. They also found a waitress not too far away, stabbed to death as well right now cops don't know if it's a robbery gone bad or what" Rev said relaying the info Grizz had received.

Jester came running to the bar, "Are you fucking kidding me? Bigfoot? How many fucking guys did they need for that?" Jester asked as he met with Oz and Rev. "We don't know" Rev said, "Well...do you think it's another MC?" Jester asked quickly, "I...don't...know!" Rev repeated, clearly getting annoyed with questions. "Here's the thing bro...you're here on a fake passport...they start asking question..." Rev said, Oz nodded "yeah I got it" he replied. The passport he used was pretty much cosmetic, it'd hold up to a basic border check, but anything deeper would have exposed it. "We got a couple guys on doctored passports...me, Skinner and Ronnie are going to hang out here for a bit and see if we can't sort shit out. I want you and Ronnie to lead the guys who gotta book it back home...Grizz is going to hang with us so you'll need to find another Road Captain" Rev said as Oz nodded. "What about the hang around?" Oz asked referring to Davis, "He's gotta book it too...we're just keeping a few members back, and of course me and Skinner. The hang around can take Liz and Misty with him in the SUV...but those are our girls...I aint trusting them to some hang around punk...I'm putting that on you bro" Rev said, Oz nodded "Like a baby in the cradle brother" he said as Rev gave him a high five. "Grizz is getting the word out to the members, meet up with Ronnie, sort shit out and then get the hell out of Dodge got it brother?" Rev asked. "We're gone in less than 30 bro" Oz said as he grabbed Ronnie.

"Hey man, we need a Road Captain, any ideas?" Ronnie asked, "You're asking the guy who just got to the club?" Oz said laughing, "Yeah...make a call" Ronnie said. Oz thought for a moment, "Sick Boy...seems like he could handle himself" Ronnie nodded, "Good choice..I'll get him, as soon as guys are saddled we're rolling." he said. Oz nodded and headed back to the hotel room.

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Chazz and Reese had been in the midst of their action when Chazz's phone went off. He ignored it the first time but the second time told him it was probably important. He checked the text message, "Fuck!" he exclaimed as he read a brief mass text from Grizz informing members of what'd happened. Reese look confused, "Hey...get dressed...we gotta go" he said, as he tossed her a water bottle "Drink some water, it'll help you sober up a bit quicker" he said as he quickly got his clothes on.

It took Chazz a bit longer to get down because of Reese still being somewhat high...thank god he didn't give her the near pure dose pill. By the time he got down word had gotten out and the members were milling around. Chazz and Reese ran into Davis who didn't look overly happy to see his sister high as kite. "Hey man...she needs to ride back with you, cause she ain't going to be able to hang onto a bike like this" Chazz said, he didn't really care if Davis was mad, a Sade had been killed and once they got the women safe and things sorted out...somebody was going to have hell to pay. He kissed Reese "I'll see ya when we get home babe" he said as he went to get his bike.

Ronnie came down and Misty and Liz were with him, he walked over to Davis who was none to happy to see him, "Drop the fucking drama kid, you're driving the SUV, you got these two coming with you as well" Ronnie said. Davis asked if he had a choice "Yeah...you can walk home and give me the keys...those are the options" Ronnie said.

Jester came down with Darla, helping her walk from the elevator, "Hey she's coming with you right" Jester said, he saw Liz and Misty and Reese, "Looks like you got a full ride home" Jester said. He could tell Jester was still mad, "Hey listen, you want to be mad, we can do that later, right now somebody killed a Sade and somebody has to make sure the women get home safe...if that's not you, then we'll find somebody else, but a good friend of mine was just found lying dead in an alley so I'm in no mood for bullshit right now" Jester said, clearly a mixture of emotions.

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Oz made his way to the hotel room, Melina was sitting on the bed ready to go. "It's Bigfoot...he was stabbed, they found a waitress nearby, same deal. Not sure about anything else, but I do know that I got a fake passport so we gotta get the hell out of here" Melina nodded as she seemed ready to go right away. Great in bed, good looking, and she didn't have 100 questions to ask in the middle of a crisis, "You've gotta be too good to be true" Oz said with a grin as he gave her a deep kiss quickly as they headed down.

Once downstairs Oz led Melina to his bike and fired it up. Rev was in the parking lot "Have a safe ride home...the kid's taking the girls home...but like I said, if something happens..." Oz nodded "Nothing happens" he said with a grin as Rev gave him a high five again "Find out who the fuck did this" Oz said as Rev nodded.

Sick Boy was waiting at the front, Ronnie had asked him to ride as Road Captain, maybe it was best, that way nobody would see him looking nervous. Oz rolled up beside Ronnie, they glanced back to see the crew that was heading back to be pretty much assembled. "Hang on tight...to anything hard you can find" Oz said with a grin to Melina as he gave her one more kiss. Sick Boy signalled to the back and they saw the SUV's lights go on, then Ronnie put his hand up and all the bikes in line fired their engines, and just like that, they were pulling out of the parking lot, headed for home.

Skinner, Rev, and Grizz met together in Skinner's hotel suite.

"So what do we know so far?" Skinner asked. "Well, he was stabbed to death. Cops figure the same weapon used on him killed the waitress too. What they don't know is who was killed first. Did somebody kill Bigfoot, and then the waitress comes out and sees it, so she gets killed too...or vice versa" Grizz said. "I'd say Bigfoot was first...if he steps into that alley and sees somebody knifing the waitress, he'd have stopped him, meaning the bodies wouldn't have been on opposite ends of the alley" Rev said. "Also Bigfoot was packing, and his gun ain't anywhere" Grizz said. "That's a good point...we're all packing, so it couldn't have been a rival gang, as soon as he'd have seen the colours he'd have pulled his gun..." Skinner said thinking out loud "And you know he'd have dropped at least one before they got to him" Rev added, "and had it gone down that way he'd have been shot, what Outlaw is going to bring a knife to a gun fight" Grizz added as well. "So he knew whoever it was" Skinner said, "Or he wasn't feeling threatened" Rev continued. "But his cut is gone...who'd pull his colours off of him if it wasn't another MC?" Skinner asked out loud. "Maybe somebody thought they could get money for it?" Rev offered, "But we just said it couldn't have been a robbery" Grizz stated. "This is a fucking casino, there's gotta be video tape" Skinner said, Rev shook his head "Not in the alley, they were replacing the camera there but it wasn't a priority" Rev said. "You know Bigfoot had Sade tats all over...it won't take em long to wanna start asking questions, do we want to be around for that?" Grizz asked. "Well we obviously didn't kill our own guy, so let's hear what they got to ask, maybe it'll give us an idea of what happened" Skinner said.

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They all got back to the clubhouse after a long ride back home.

Chazz walked up as they were piling out of the SUV, he kissed Reese who obviously had sobered up "Mmm missed you on my bike baby" Chazz said as he kissed her some more, his hands trailing down to grab her ass.

Ronnie was getting off his bike as Davis and Darla walked past him into the clubhouse, "Hey baby, did you have fun last night?" Ronnie said with a smirk, he laughed as he saw Davis' glare at him.

Liz walked with Misty into the clubhouse, "Hey, how about a drink....or a couple?" Liz asked Misty as she walked to the bar, and giggled at Misty's response.

Oz turned to Melina, "We got a spare room in the clubhouse...unless you want me to take you home" Oz said with a grin as he kissed her.

Chazz sat down beside Reese, his hands were softly running all over her body as she giggled and smiled. He leaned in and kissed her neck a bit, using the usual tricks that seemed to work like a charm on her before, except this time she seemed to be a bit more nervous and held back which started frustrating Chazz. Then Chazz knew what he needed, he got up and got a bottle of water from his fridge and then came back handing it to her along with an X pill, and just for fun he decided to slip her a 90 pill but make her think it was still a 60 pill. "So go on, have one" he said to her grinning.

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Rev, Skinner, and Grizz had all been interviewed by the cops in Atlantic City, it was pretty routine asking them if they had any known enemies etc. They did find one piece of information, Bigfoot had been seen walking outside into the alley with another man who was wearing a cut. The police said the witness couldn't identify the patch that had been on the back of it, and the description was pretty generic, caucasion male, average height, brown or darkish hair, that could have described 70% of the bikers in North America.

The three officers got back to the hotel and met again to compare notes. Not much more info had been given out during the interviews aside from the fact that Bigfoot was seen, presumably with another outlaw biker.

"So do we really need to ask the question?" Skinner asked out loud, "I don't know about you, but I didn't see any other patches in that casino that night...so...yeah I think we do" Rev said nodding. "But who within the club would have been able to get Bigfoot, let alone have a reason for it" Grizz asked to the group. "Here's the other question...if we are thinking, even for a minute....that it's one of us, who the hell is going to admit to it, they know what the consequence is going to be, and guys were scattered all over" Rev said as Skinner nodded. "You got a point, and we can't go shaking down brothers if they're innocent either....we need more information" Skinner said, Rev cut in "We need to see a video tape. Although it's a casino, there's no way they're just letting that tape get released...I mean the cops were having trouble getting it from the casino" Rev said, it was going to be tough. "Well...what do we want to do? Stay here and wait for more info, or ride home?" Skinner asked. "If we go home we're never going to get any more info. If we stick around a bit longer...who knows. I say we stay at least another day or so to see if something pops up" Rev said. Grizz nodded "I'm with Rev, we're here already, may aswell stick around another day or so if it means getting a lead on who offed Bigfoot" Griz said and Skinner nodded "Alright, then we're staying".

Skinner, Rev and Grizz didn't find out anymore details in Atlantic City and eventually came back. There were a lot of theories floating around about what had happened to Big Foot, who could have done it. Some wondered if he'd been doing business on the side and some sort of deal went wrong, others figured there was a rival gang to blame for it, and a third belief was that the waitress had probably been attacked, and that Bigfoot would probably have tried to help her out and maybe the guy got lucky, or maybe he had a partner who snuck up on Bigfoot. Nobody really knew anything, and being back in Montreal there wasn't a whole lot more they could do, as ironic as it was they just had to wait for the cops to try and find out what exactly had happened.

When they got back to Montreal the funeral was held for Bigfoot, he didn't really have any other family other than the club, Skinner, who had known him the longest, said a few words at the memorial service but that was about it. Shortly after the funeral and memorial service for Bigfoot life started getting back to normal slowly. Oz' plan of getting the drugs into the college party scene was working like a charm. Chazz and Sick Boy had done the initial deals, but it was too risky if they would all of a sudden get caught, so they pawned the job off on the Sixers, the Sades support club, some called it a "puppet" club, they pretty much did whatever the Sades asked them to do, and in exchange, well they were allowed to remain their own club and weren't run out of town by the Sades. The more promising members of the Sixers would eventually "graduate" so to speak, and end up transferring and joining the Sades, although no Sixer would ever be considered for any Officer position.

Life was getting back to normal for Oz, he was back with his club, albeit in a different city, he was back doing work and making money, a lot of money, both for himself and the club as Skinner and the Officers agreed to give him a small cut of all the deals they made, as it had been his idea and he'd been doing all the legwork for it. Him and Melina remained the same, there wasn't really too much "relationship" stuff, they mostly just met up somewhere and had sex, for hours or the whole night, and then in the morning would say goodbye and go their own ways. On the surface it just seemed to be about sex, but there was something more to it for Oz, he could feel something else there but he had never been one for "relationships", he was busy making the club money, and he wasn't sure if Melina felt the same way and didn't want to risk losing out on the great sex just cause he opened his mouth.

Jester continued bringing Darla in on more and more jobs, none as big as the bank hit, which they managed to get away with. Due to Ronnie's quick thinking of dispersing the money and essentially laundering it at a casino they had gotten away with the biggest bank heist in Montreal's history. Jester and Davis' would hang out occasionally, Jester seemed to be getting closer to the kid, sure he had some quirks, and didn't entirely buy into what was going on with the club, stuff like the way Ronnie would hit on Darla in front of him, just to piss both of them off etc. Jester knew Ronnie was just being an ass, but he also knew with Davis not being in the club, there wasn't much that he could do. It was after a conversation with Davis, where he'd explained that cause Davis wasn't a member there wasn't much he could do without causing trouble that Jester got an idea. Davis had been around long enough to be considered a "Hang Around" which was kinda the first step in joining the club, the next step was to become a Prospect, and then of course after that, if the club voted in favour, you'd become a member. He'd never seen Davis ride a motorcycle of any kind, and wasn't sure how Davis would handle a fight if one would pop up. But he also knew that if Davis was to become a member, it'd solve all the issues he was having with Darla and Ronnie. He'd be able to tell Ronnie that Darla was his Ol' Lady, and then Ronnie would have to follow club policy and back off. But it to go from Prospect to Member you had to have 100% approval from the club, and while he was sure Davis could eventually win over everyone...there was the one guy, and officer yet, that could sabotage the whole thing. Jester figured the first step would be to talk to Davis about becoming a Prospect.

Chazz continued seeing Reese, and usually had a pill or two of X for her to take, which would lead to a pretty enjoyable evening for both of them. Chazz did at times wonder if he should keep doping her up on X whenever they hung out, but he figured if she kept asking she must not mind the highs and that meant everything was good.

Sick Boy continued his prostitute business on the side, he was a little more careful after the Atlantic City trip and he got a knot in his stomach every time somebody mentioned Bigfoot and started talking or guessing about what had happened to him. So far nobody had brought up the theory that it might have been one of the other brothers in the group, but so far he was in the clear although he was always on edge, he kept expecting to run into Grizz suddenly who'd be coming to make him pay for it. He started going through different plans in his head....he could come clean, say that him and Bigfoot got into a fight...but that wouldn't explain the waitress. Money wasn't worth all this shit he figured.

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Melina had been informed by her secretary that a member from the Sades was waiting for her. Her and Oz had a few lunch "meetings" in her office and even though it was after lunch she figured better late than never. Which led to her reaction when seh saw Sick Boy sitting in her office.

Melina asked him what he had wanted.

Sick Boy was definitely nervous as he looked around as if expecting somebody to be eavesdropping. "Listen...you're our club lawyer right? So whatever I tell you, you have to keep secret and shit right?" he asked, clearly upset about something. Melina said that she was bound by laws to not betray the confidence of her clients.

"Okay...so...ummm...." Sick Boy started up, still nervous and uneasy. "You can't tell the cops...but uh...what about like...the club...like Skinner and Rev and those guys..." he asked nervously. Looking a bit confused she said again she couldn't discuss legal matters of her clients with anyone else. "So...let's say I did something...and wanted to confess to it...NOT saying I do...but like what if....would you be able to arrange for like, witness protection or some shit like that?" he asked. Melina told him she couldn't help him with hypothetical situations, but that he could tell her straight out what his issue was and that it was confidential. Sick Boy sat a few moments in silence before finally saying out loud for the first time ever, "I killed Bigfoot" he said. He saw the reaction in Melina's eyes. Oz wasn't an officer, but he was a fucking rock star in the club and he'd just told Oz's Ol Lady what he'd done. He pulled his gun out, but not pointing it at Melina "You fucking can't tell anyone about this! If you say antyhing I'll fucking kill you!" Sick Boy said, Melina however did a great job keeping things from escalating. She stayed professional, at least from what Sick Boy could tell on the outside, mentioning options, that if he decided to turn himself in they could arrange police protection for him. "HEY!" he shouted, "I'm NOT saying I'm confessing to shit yet okay...so don't be fucking calling any cops or shit!" he yelled, the gun still in his hand. "I...I...I just want options, I want to know what they are" he said.
Melina talked to him more, attempting to calm him down and gently suggesting he put the gun away but he ignored most of what she said.

Sick Boy was thinking things through in his head when he saw Melina going for her cell phone, she had been wanting to turn off the ringer so they wouldn't be interrupted, but in Sick Boy's mindset he didn't process that. He reached and grabbed her by the collar and yanked her over the desk, placing the gun under her chin, "I told you to keep your fucking mouth shut about this shit, got it lawyer bitch!" he whispered to her, "That includes your fucking boyfriend Oz, ESPECIALLY him, cause he won't be able to protect you, fuck if I killed Bigfoot you think he scares me!" Sick Boy said, he had to make this good, not only had he threatened their lawyer, and Oz's Ol Lady, he had to pray she was as scared as she looked right now. Melina told him she was just trying to turn the ringer off, and that she could trust him and that he didn't need the gun. He then let her go and put the gun away, "Sorry" he said. Having composed herself enough she told him that whatever he decided, it would be better for him to make his decision before others would make a decision for him. He just nodded, "I'll keep in touch" he said and left, leaving Melina to let go whatever emotions she had held back during Sick Boy's rant.

Oz had swung by Melina's office, as he sometimes did. He actually had a real reason for being there, her secretary had some more papers for him to sign, finalizing final details about his release from prison, stipulations on how he was supposed to keep away from any drug activity or criminal activity or risk being thrown back into prison. "Check and Check" Oz chuckled to himself as he signed the papers, essentially promising to be a model citizen, albeit one who sold drugs and made good money doing it.

He then walked into Melina's office, "Hey you hungry?" he asked with a grin, and noticed as she nearly jumped off her chair. She replied, "Well...I didn't neccessarily mean that you were hungry for supper" he said with a grin, and walked over giving her a kiss. She said something else and he just grinned. Something was wrong with her, not that Oz had a fragile ego that needed Melina jumping all over him at all times, but something didn't feel right. He figured he wouldn't say anything and just wait for her to bring it up. He grinned when she accepted his invitation finally but said she'd meet him at the restaurant. Oz gave her one more kiss goodbye before leaving, as he walked out "something is definitely up with that girl" he thought as he headed outside.

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Ronnie helped Reese up and when he saw how high she was he immediately grinned. He had the kid's sister, sky high, and she'd more than likely let him do anything he wanted, and even if she didn't she was way too high to refuse or fight. Ronnie took Reese firmly by the arm "Come with me baby, I got something really fun to show you" he said as he led her to the back room.

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Skinner was sitting in his office going over some papers when Grizz came in through the door. "Boss, we gotta talk" he said. Skinner nodded and motioned for him to sit down. Grizz sat down, "Just went to collect the money from some of our guys on the corner...get this...they told me their in business with us anymore" he said. Skinner looked at him curiously, "Why not?" he asked catiously. "Get this...he said they found new partners" Grizz said leaning in closer. Skinner's face turned serious "And who in the fucking hell would that happen to be?" Skinner asked. Grizz was quiet for a moment, "The Diablos" Grizz said. Skinner set his jaw, Diablos weren't known to come this far North, but they were known to be a very violent gang and one of the biggest ones in North America. No doubt they saw how lucrative the Montreal market was and wanted it for themselves. "Make sure everyone knows...we got company in town" Skinner said. Grizz nodded as he headed out the door. The only thing Skinner could think of was one simple question "So how soon till this turns into a war?".