The gang is at the shop working on motorcycles and talking. Wayne Uncer suddenly appears.
"Hi Jax, hi guys. Can we talk in private please?" Wayne asks.
"Sure whatever you say," Jax says.
They walk over to sit down alone. Jax is genuinely curious.
"I know your club had the right intentions yesterday and I know you shouldn't have gone to jail for it. We both know you did what you thought was right," Wayne proclaims.
"He was saying racist things about Juice and then he was saying how he knew who beat up and almost raped that girl Mikaila," Jax says sounding stubborn.
"Look Jax, I have some valuable information for you. I know where you can find that guy and his club," Wayne says as he takes out a pad of paper and a pen.
He writes down an address and hands it over to Jax. He takes it and puts it in his pocket.
"Is there any catch? Or can I just say thank you and continue with my day?" Jax asks standing up.
"No catch just don't do anything crazy ok? Please," Wayne asks.
"You got it," Jax replies as he walks away.
"What was that about, Jax?" Bobby asks concerned.
Once Jax is sure that no one is listening to them he tells the guys he knows where those Nazis live.
"We need to go there tonight. Soon. Come on," Juice says with determination.
"Ok we will. 8 o' clock," Jax says making it official.
The gang rides over to the club's headquarters at 8 and they arrive shortly after 830. Its dark out and they make their way to the door of the club which is open slightly. They can hear the skinheads talking inside. Demanding white power and saying how much they want to take down the spics and the niggers in charming and the faggots. Jax has his gun out contemplating whether or not he should charge in and attack. Before he does though they all hear the leader of the gang start speaking about Zobel.
"We know Zobel is the guy to take charge and lead us. Now that he's back we need to get him to take the lead," the mysterious Nazi leader proclaims.
"We need to give him a call soon. Or we can just go over to where he is," another Nazi remarks.
"We will meet up with him tomorrow. Just let me call him," the leader says. He dials his cell phone and Zobel answers on the second ring.
"Hello? What do I owe the pleasure?" Zobel asks on speakerphone.
"Hey Zobel, its Matt. We need to meet up. Are you still at 10 park and lane?"
"Yes. When can I expect you?" Zobel asks.
"Tomorrow night good?"
"Sure see you then," Zobel answers before hanging up.
The gang backs away not even bothering to anything else they have to say. They get on their bikes after walking back to them and they plan their next move.
"I will kill him. We have our guns locked and loaded. We know where that fucker is let's go!" Jax commands SAMCRO.
"Let's do it!" Juice answers.
They drive to where Zobel is hiding out incognito. He has a new place and his secret location is finally revealed. Jax is out for blood he wants to kill him so bad. They arrive shortly after in only 10 minutes. The house is half dark with some light on downstairs. They park their bikes far enough away to not be seen or heard but close enough to be able to make a quick run for it. There aren't many other houses in the neighborhood and the lights are off at all of them. They go up to the door and bust it down. Jax goes in first and Zobel is there in the kitchen and he has a knife. Jax fires a warning shot.
"How did you find me?" Zobel asks sounding pissed off.
"I heard from someone. I have my ways. You know why I'm here. Retribution," Jax says seething.
"You've been waiting a long time, huh? I've been back only shortly. Now tell me how you found me and what you want," Zobel replies viciously and snarling.
"I heard from your skinhead friends. I want you buried 10 feet underground" Jax says pissed.
"If you kill me they will come after you and they will find you then they will kill you," Zobel says with genuine fear as he reaches in a drawer for his gun.
He's too slow though and Jax is much faster. He shoots a bullet into Zobel's head, another into his right leg, and another into his heart. Zobel collapses and instantly dies. He stops breathing. The gang stares wide-eyed and pleased with Jax's kill shots. They don't know what to do next. Jax does though.
He calls a number and the recipient answers right away.
"Hello you've reached the cleaner," the cleaner says sounding amused.
"It's Jackson Teller. You helped SAMCRO out before with a dead body. The body of a caregiver of my grandfathers," Jax says hoping he will remember.
"Yes I remember you. Another dead body I'm guessing?" the cleaner asks in a monotone voice.
"Yes the address is 10 park and lane," Jax replies.
"Ok I'll be there as soon as I can," the cleaner says as he hangs up.
20 minutes go by and the cleaner shows up. Jax is ready to get this over with and so is the rest of the gang.
"Ok I need $10,000 up front," the cleaner says.
"Sure here it is," Jax replies as he hands the money over to the cleaner.
The cleaner goes off to work and he comes up almost an hour later. He dismembered the body and buried it in a crawlspace.
"My work is done. Call me if you ever need me again," the cleaner says nonchalantly.
He leaves and the gang is left there when Jax gets a call from Gemma.
"Hey mom I'll be back soon," Jax says sounding calm.
"What's going on Jax? Might as well tell me I'll find out anyway," Gemma responds.
"Okay you are right. We killed Zobel," Jax says hoping Gemma will be glad.
"I don't know how you did any of this but I'm relieved except also I'm confused," Gemma says trying to keep her cool.
"We found him and he's gone and it's over," Jax says sounding content.
"Get home as soon as you can. I worry about you," Gemma replies concerned.
Jax hangs up the phone and he leaves the house, the gang following behind him.
"No one else knows ok it's between us," Jax tells them.
"No one will know," Juice says.
"We can't get caught," Bobby observes.
"I'll keep this secret," Tig swears.
They bike back to the club and Jax tells his kids goodnight before going to bed. He sees Gemma but they don't exchange pleasantries. Mikaila is already asleep. Jax is looking through old photographs. Ones with Tara and with his sons, also pictures of his best friend Opie and even his father, John Teller. He thinks of all the things that could have been. He falls asleep with tears in his eyes.