Sons of Mayhem 3: War and Vengeance by Nikki Pink Read Free Book Online

“No Doc. You can’t do that. You’re doing enough already. And besides, would that even be enough? And it’d take time.”
    “Yeah. Just a thought. So, the Koreans?”
    “The Koreans.”
    “We’re going to have to vote this, Jase. You know how the last one went.”
    “A lot has fucking changed since Saturday, Doc. I’ll talk to the table. Most of ‘em will listen to me.”
    Doc nodded. “I’m sorry it’s come to this.”
    Jase nodded. “Me too. But fuck. If we make as much as they said? Think of what it could do for the club.” Renovate the clubhouse. Grow the security company. New chapters? New engine for my bike? Something for Nicole.
    “Do you want to hear the worst part?”
    “No.”
    He spoke anyway. “That bitch in the nurse outfit is down the sheriff’s office right now, telling them she was with him the whole damn time. He’d be on his way home in the morning…” His voice trailed off.
    “Fuck.” That is some serious fucking bullshit.
    “Yeah.”
    They stood and hugged before calling the rest of the men back in. Jase spoke to the table. They listened with concern and then outrage.
    Everyone voted with Jase and the Doc. Everyone except T-Bone.
    “I won’t vote nay . I won’t shoot this down. But I don’t like it fellas. This shit’s all happening too fast. I don’t know which fuckin’ way is up anymore. Put me down for an abstention.”
    A few dark looks were thrown at T-Bone, but before anyone could lambaste him Jase spoke, “That’s your right, T-Bone. We should all have reservations, truth be told. But fuck. Seriously, fuck. I can’t see a better way, and no one else has any ideas either. So this is the way it’s going to be.”
    “Amen,” said Bottle.
    “Gotta be done,” said Lonnie
    “Let’s make some mo-ney,” said Eag, more enthusiastically than the others.
    When they exited into the main club room it was dark and quiet. Since they’d gone on lock-down it seemed like life had left the club. Even on a weeknight there’d be half a dozen or a dozen people having a good time together.
    Jase shook his head to himself as he headed out the doors to where his bike was waiting for him. He had nowhere to go, but he knew he wanted to ride to get there.

CHAPTER TEN
    The Doctor bowed 45 degrees with his hands held by his side. He held the position for a second, before standing straight again. The Korean man in front of him nodded his head in response, not matching his bow.
    Doc had made the two hour ride to Korea-town, Los Angeles for the meeting. He ’d previously talked to more junior members of the gang, but this time he was to meet one of the top men. It was an honor, he knew, given only because of his own high-status position as a doctor, and as self-claimed acting president of the motorcycle club. “Come.”
    The short Korean man, flanked by two much larger and younger men led the way from the entrance room into the complex behind. They passed a counter where a woman bowed respectfully to them as they passed, before heading through an unmarked door and then down a hallway until finally reaching an elevator. The doors stood open, and yet another man in a suit stood holding the up-button to make sure the doors didn ’t close. He too bowed.
    Don ’t they get sore backs? Up, down, up, down. Fuck. The elevator ride was silent. Doc watched the elevator numbers tick up, 1…2…3…F…5… F? Is the counter broken? They exited on the sixth floor, which was the highest in the building.
    The Doctor followed Mr. Lee to his office. It was in the corner and had floor to ceiling windows that would have given impressive views if there was anything impressive to see outside. Maybe it looks better at sunset.
    There was perhaps the biggest desk he ’d ever seen dominating the room, with an equally oversized chair behind it. Is that a fucking throne?. But the Korean mafia boss didn’t head to the desk. Instead he led them to the center of the room, where two gaudy sofas and an