Razors M.C. Zero to 100 mph #2
Fourteen

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Reeves finally felt like he'd gained headway, finding out the Senators name and confirming another name associated with Mallie S. Campese's rapists.

Maximillion Gerald Sheffield II, Senator Mike Sheffield IV's son. Second in line to inherit Grand Pappy's estate which includes Impala Vineyard / Winery worth an estimated 15.4 million and his father's residences and shareholdings estimated to be worth 8.7 in the current market.

"Poor little Maxy gets a measly allowance of eight thou' every fortnight", said Reeve's boo-hooing, his men gathered for an emergency Chapel meeting, snickering at their President's sarcasm. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Seems to me a bit of a waist to see all that money being misspent on sex and whoring when the boy will eventually get done for a crime that can perhaps wait a little longer before he gets reported. Don't you think men? Our club could do with a few reno's seeing's how Razors have upgraded their club. Shouldn't we do the same?"

"Eight thousand wouldn't even cover labor costs", said his Treasurer.

"He gets that every two weeks, doesn't mean that's all there is?" Reeves said looking older than his fifty-seven years. His tattoo 'such is life' nearly illegible, the black ink merging more over time looking like an error than words said with passion by an Australian icon Bushranger.

"Such is Life", he re-iterated which had his members all nodding their heads and mumbling their agreeance.

"Joined the race, have been running on empty up till now, be a shame not to fuel our tanks and increase the speed", he said looking down at the old, weathered desk, the once pristine leather inlay, curling along the edges, the gold leaf print barely visible after years of hard labor.

How many women had been brought in here and fucked on that desk, no-one knew, sinners kept their secrets.

The stench of the club no longer bothering the members because the regulars have become immune to the smell, but Reeve's knew, he was part of that furniture. The old stench was now branded in his soul, permeating his thoughts for a brighter, more influential future...

"I want to retire one day a one percenter and leave you boys a legacy to be proud of", he said tapping the roughened edge of his desk, avoiding the chunks that had been gouged away from his knife's carvings.

The wooden edge coping the brunt of his foul moods over the years.

"Max Sheffield needs our protection. At what cost would you say?"

His men in authority looking at each other wondering where this was all going, their President obviously had a plan.

"We tell him! Let the fucker know he's on Stone's radar. Frighten the punce into paying for our protection. Protection his daddy has failed to provide", Reeves stated, lifting his hands palm up as a sign of honesty, his request more sinister.

"Isn't that giving him a heads up? Aren't you concerned he'll lag to his daddy?"

"He despises Senator Sheffield, loathes Daddy Mike. You heard him complaining about feeling smothered at the titty bar, talking to his boy. Let's give him room to breathe, at a cost", Reeve's added, smiling at his own ingenious.

"I don't know Prez. Shouldn't we just sit on this? Vote?" asked his Vice President.

"You gutless cunt! How long do Westsider's sit and wait? That prick Scar ruined our run, won't let Maximillion slip through our fingers as well. Gotta strike while the irons hot".

"I agree", said the Sergeant at Arms.

I agree also", said another member who wore a leather cut that had seen better days.

And so it went, the majority ruling in favor with their President of the Westsiders M.C.

"Then as the favors are fore, we find that Senator's son and give him no other option", Reeve's concurred.

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Stone was picking his old woman up from university, parked in his usual spot beneath a huge elm that offered protection from the hot sun or the early drizzle of winter.

Ignoring the stares he got often, his shades hiding from others what he observed.

"You look ominous!" Mallie said siding up to her man.

"Same old, same old", he said sniffing Mal on her neck before squeezing her arse. "I'm sorry you're wearing slacks Méudail, like knowing your pussy is close when we ride".

"I'm not wearing any panties so it shouldn't make any difference today Rhett", she breathed, kissing his neck.

"For fuck sake woman!", he said licking the pulse at the base of her neck, the one that was beating erratically.

"I was a good girl today ... handed in all my homework ... do I get a gold star?" she sighed, their open display of affection not going unnoticed to all who observed.

"You'll be getting a gold chevvy sooner than later", he said nipping her bottom lip as she pouted. "You feeling better?"

"Still not hungry, our babe can't decide if I should eat or not", she said cupping his balls and giving them a gentle squeeze.

Stone gave an involuntary shiver, smacking Mal playfully on her butt.

"Planned on takin' you to meet that interloper from last night, Frost just rang, their thirty mins from the club".

"Shame! I don't have time to change".

"Wouldn't let you, now I know what you don't have underneath. Might change my mind and ride straight home instead".

"I'd like to meet her. Anyone who gets away from Beetle, twice I might add, and lays two men out cold. She sounds like my kind of hero".

Mal adjusted her clothes when Stone straddled his bike preparing to leave.

"Don't think this chic Kamryn knows what she's in for", he said kicking his bike to life, the students nearby pulling out their phones, waiting to video his departure.

Mallie slid on the back, wrapping her arms around her man's enormous frame giving him a firm hug, one of her hands sliding lower to cup balls.

"China's gone out of his way to make her feel welcome".

"You're all the welcome I'll ever need", she said as Stone rode off the grass and pulled out onto the street.

The caretaker who had been waiting patiently shook his head in annoyance, too afraid to complain. The Harley Davidson leaving deep grooves in the lawn every time Stone waited for his woman.

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