Prez: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Rae Lake (best new books to read .txt) 📗

He kissed me softly, “You did it for them too. You’re their sunshine, the light at the end of the tunnel. It may not end up in the way that we want but this nightmare is about to be over.”

I had never thought about it that way, I had to smile myself. I had waited so long to stop looking over my own shoulder to make sure that no one was behind me to take us back to Alejandro. Alex was right, this was it. Either we would all be slaughtered, or we would win but at the end it would all finally be over.

The light at the end of the tunnel was blinding now.

Chapter 18 Alex POV

“Holy fuck! Get the fuck out!” Clean screamed out. His naked ass running behind Tex who had small video camera in his hand. Tex laughed and ran down the stairs. Clean gave up his chase and went back into the room where Maven was calling out for him.

“Oye!Pendejo! Ven a ca!” Rooster called out and waited for Tex to come to him.

“Oh man, I was just having a little fun. Clean is getting better, that stroke is long and deep.”

“Give me the fucking camera Tex!” Rooster put his hand out.

“No way, I need this for…”

Before he could even finish his sentence, Rooster walked over to him and hit him a few times in the back of the head.

“Give me the fucking camera, give it now!” He reprimanded Tex like he was a little boy instead of the grown as man that was sitting right in front of him.

“Motherfuck! Stop hitting me!” Tex dropped the camera to shield his head from the onslaught of hits from his president.

Without a second to spare, Rooster picked up his booted foot and crushed the flimsy piece of electronic equipment.

“Aw man!” Tex looked down, shrugged his shoulders and just walked away.

“How the fuck do you control him?” I asked him as I watched him clean up the mess that he had just made with Tex’s technology.

“Control? I have no control over these boys. I have their trust. That is a completely different thing. Entiendes?”

“Of course you have control over them.”

“No, they trust me to lead them, they trust me to make the decisions that need to be made and they will back me up. I have their respect, they will never do anything that will tarnish my name or the name of our club. They trust what we have here. Once you have the respect of the men and their trust, you won’t need to try and control them. They will control themselves.” He took a swig of his brew and looked back out towards the crowd.

I wish someone would have told me that before.

I watched as the door opened and Archer walked in with five other prospects. All from the charter that he started down in New Orleans. While he was down there, he ran into one of his military brothers. It only seemed natural that he lead them while he was down there and just like that the Wings of Diablo not only had their mother chapter but also one in New Orleans, they were patched in allies of the Spawns of Chaos, and were backed by the Croatian Mob. I watched as the still damaged clubhouse filled up with allies and folks from out of town. There were at least fifty people here and that wasn’t including those that we couldn’t get into the club house. We had spent all that time trying to figure out how to beat Vilanuevas and his army when we had our own. We just needed to put the call out and everyone fell in like they were coming home.

Chapter 19

“Ok, Mikki led us to a drop house near the old cattle ranch. There are still a few farm hands that live on the farm but the house that Vilanuevas is using is pretty much secluded from everyone. I saw a few guards but like she said there wasn’t much besides the woman and junkies hanging around.” Wire said from his chair at the head of the table. Church was in session.

I was given a seat next to Clean, I didn’t have an official rank in the club so they gave me the chair out of respect. No matter what I had done in the past, in some of their minds I was still and always would be their Prez. “We can’t bring the amount of people that we have, they will see that shit for sure.”

“Agreed, we gotta go in small.” Rooster, said from his place, he wasn’t seated at the table but he was allowed to speak from where he was standing.

“Uđi tiho.” Marko said from his seat all the way in the back. Marko Juric was the leader, the head, the fucking Don of the Croatian mob and he was sitting in on church because his son in law called in a favor. Wire had family in high places.

“I think you are going to need to translate that for us Marko.” Wire said.

“Go in silently, I have a few snakes I can lend you. They will take them out before anyone even knows what is going on. You have a few too, no?” He gestured in Archer’s direction.

“Snipers you mean, you think we can take them out from a distance. Stealth kills?” I looked over to Wire, it could work. In fact it was a damn good plan. Depending on how many sure shots we had on hand we could take out the majority of them before we even got within two hundred yards of the building.

“Archer, you up for it? What about Jameson and Erin? I don’t want yall to do no shit that is going to fuck with you afterwards.”

“Nah, we got it Wire. We have been itching for some fucking action.” Archer said from his seat