each one of them with my ‘don’t fuck with me’ expression.
“We run this shit like the army,
there’s no stone left unturned and every situation is handled with care from
beginning to end. Any questions?”
I’ve got one. How do you choose
who you help?” Slash sat forward with his elbows on the table.
“We don’t, they
choose us. Here’s how it works, we get a call or email or what the fuck ever.
The first thing we do is make sure it’s legit. With
that we either do a background check or send a few guys out to scout the area.
Once we’ve ascertained that we’re really needed a team heads out right away.
Some cases are more serious then others, some might take days some weeks.
Here’s where you guys come in. All of you have chapters in other states that
can be deployed if need be. But understand anyone interested in joining us have
to go through the training.
This shit is
about more than riding around looking tough, they need to know how to deal with
victims of abuse along with some other training that we have in place. There’s no grand standing and no
fighting for supremacy, this is the Hellions deal plain and simple anyone don’t
like that can walk now. We’ve been doing this shit for a couple years now and
we pretty much have shit on lock, we can always use new blood and we’re always
open to ideas. But nothing goes down on one of our cases without coming through
me. When there’re too many chiefs and not enough Indians shit gets FUBAR.”
I noticed
Flash and Jared to a lesser extent flexing but that shit didn’t faze me one
bit. I wasn’t about to fuck around with this shit and get an innocent killed.
When we ran an Op it was combed over in minuet detail from beginning to end, no
room for fuck ups. From the time we hit the ground running everything was in
place.
There was no last minute calls
saying I can’t make it something came up. Or any of the other bullshit slackers
got away with in the ‘real world’. Each man had a part to play that was
essential to things going as smoothly as possible and there was one more thing
I needed to remind my colleagues of lest they forget. Remember, we’re doing
this for the children and for those victims out there who need us. It’s not
about us it’s always about them.
Now are you guys still interested?”
They mulled
shit over and we hashed things out. In the end we were all agreed that it was
something we could work with together and all that was left was to organize
training for the men who were gonna be onboard. I was still gonna keep me eyes
on these guys and their crews because I didn’t know them like that, but so far
during the preliminary backgrounds I’d ran on the charter members there hadn’t
been any red flags.
With that shit
over I could turn my attentions to enjoying the day. Jake’s women had put out a
spread of monumental proportions which was needed when the rest of the guests
started showing up. I was having a time of it keeping my eye on my guys and
making sure they weren’t getting into shit. Just because I’d just made a deal
with these guys didn’t mean that some knucklehead wouldn’t say or do the wrong
thing. It was par for the course when dealing with this ilk.
Lily was
gabbing away in what appeared to be the women’s designated area so she was fine
for now. Lil bit hadn’t shown up yet and the guys were talking about a game of
shirts and skins. Everyone except Deke that is, if
there wasn’t a bat or pigskin involved he wasn’t interested. I figured I could
relax since everyone seemed to be getting along well.
I grabbed a
beer and went to the table closest to the entrance to wait for my little girl.
I know she loves shit like this, and between her and the others kids milling
around I had no doubt Jake’s place would be shit in ten seconds flat. Better
him than me. I was beginning to grin at the thought when I caught movement out
the corner of my eye.
I turned
around in time to see Deke
“We run this shit like the army,
there’s no stone left unturned and every situation is handled with care from
beginning to end. Any questions?”
I’ve got one. How do you choose
who you help?” Slash sat forward with his elbows on the table.
“We don’t, they
choose us. Here’s how it works, we get a call or email or what the fuck ever.
The first thing we do is make sure it’s legit. With
that we either do a background check or send a few guys out to scout the area.
Once we’ve ascertained that we’re really needed a team heads out right away.
Some cases are more serious then others, some might take days some weeks.
Here’s where you guys come in. All of you have chapters in other states that
can be deployed if need be. But understand anyone interested in joining us have
to go through the training.
This shit is
about more than riding around looking tough, they need to know how to deal with
victims of abuse along with some other training that we have in place. There’s no grand standing and no
fighting for supremacy, this is the Hellions deal plain and simple anyone don’t
like that can walk now. We’ve been doing this shit for a couple years now and
we pretty much have shit on lock, we can always use new blood and we’re always
open to ideas. But nothing goes down on one of our cases without coming through
me. When there’re too many chiefs and not enough Indians shit gets FUBAR.”
I noticed
Flash and Jared to a lesser extent flexing but that shit didn’t faze me one
bit. I wasn’t about to fuck around with this shit and get an innocent killed.
When we ran an Op it was combed over in minuet detail from beginning to end, no
room for fuck ups. From the time we hit the ground running everything was in
place.
There was no last minute calls
saying I can’t make it something came up. Or any of the other bullshit slackers
got away with in the ‘real world’. Each man had a part to play that was
essential to things going as smoothly as possible and there was one more thing
I needed to remind my colleagues of lest they forget. Remember, we’re doing
this for the children and for those victims out there who need us. It’s not
about us it’s always about them.
Now are you guys still interested?”
They mulled
shit over and we hashed things out. In the end we were all agreed that it was
something we could work with together and all that was left was to organize
training for the men who were gonna be onboard. I was still gonna keep me eyes
on these guys and their crews because I didn’t know them like that, but so far
during the preliminary backgrounds I’d ran on the charter members there hadn’t
been any red flags.
With that shit
over I could turn my attentions to enjoying the day. Jake’s women had put out a
spread of monumental proportions which was needed when the rest of the guests
started showing up. I was having a time of it keeping my eye on my guys and
making sure they weren’t getting into shit. Just because I’d just made a deal
with these guys didn’t mean that some knucklehead wouldn’t say or do the wrong
thing. It was par for the course when dealing with this ilk.
Lily was
gabbing away in what appeared to be the women’s designated area so she was fine
for now. Lil bit hadn’t shown up yet and the guys were talking about a game of
shirts and skins. Everyone except Deke that is, if
there wasn’t a bat or pigskin involved he wasn’t interested. I figured I could
relax since everyone seemed to be getting along well.
I grabbed a
beer and went to the table closest to the entrance to wait for my little girl.
I know she loves shit like this, and between her and the others kids milling
around I had no doubt Jake’s place would be shit in ten seconds flat. Better
him than me. I was beginning to grin at the thought when I caught movement out
the corner of my eye.
I turned
around in time to see Deke
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