Chapter 45: The Warehouse Standoff

Jessica changed her appearance for her new found place in The Lost MC, she wore a pair of motorcycle boots, thigh high black stockings, black booty shorts, and a belly shirt, all pulled off by her new Lost MC vest. She went with Cole everywhere he went, whether it was to collect money, run drugs, or just to get wasted in the clubhouse. Sky remained a bully to Jessica, but tried her best to keep it from Dean. Cole was in the meeting room with his brothers, today was an important day. Cole was getting promoted from Senior Prospect to Enforcer, this was a big deal in the club as an Enforcer is an officer of the club and held a place of honor and leadership. The Enforcer rank was the lowest of the officer's rank but he had power over the prospects and that made him happy. Cole stood facing hos brothers, Denny approached Cole and held out his arms. "Give me your jacket." Denny told Cole. Cole handed Denny his leather jacket that had no patches on it, Denny handed the jacket to Orton who threw it away. Calvin handed Denny another jacket, this jacket had a Lost MC patch and a patch on the front that said Cole Tackett Enforcer. Denny handed the jacket to Cole who put it on, he smiled at his new position. "You are now officially a true brother, being the lowest of the officers you have a responsibility. Always make time for a brother in need, do what you're told, and never turn your backs on us." Denny told Cole. "Yes sir." Cole simply replied.

Jessica was drinking with her acquaintances outside of the meeting room, Sky and her sister Nikki looked at Jessica. "Little priss, she don't belong here." Sky said angrily. "Why are you so jealous?" Nikki asked. "I bad to fuck every member of The Lost to even join, this chick comes in off the street in her preppy outfit and gets accepted right off the bat. Just because they all like Cole. Now she's posing as one of us just because her boyfriend is a biker, it pisses me off." Sky replied before taking her shot of tequila. Cole and the brothers walked out of the meeting room, all of the prospects and the biker girls applauded him and his new rank. Cole approached Jessica and they started kissing, Dean and Denny in turn approached them. "We got a job for you enforcer." Denny told Cole. "What do you need done captain?" Cole asked in response. "The deadbeats are running a drug operation in downtown, they're selling their stuff to the triad. I want you to go and put them out of business." Denny told Cole. "How am I going to do that?" Cole asked. Denny picked up a gas can and handed it to Cole. "Torch em, kill any survivors." Denny replied. Cole nodded nervously, though he wasn't sure about killing a man, he was going to get the job done somehow.

Cole and Jessica pulled up on Cole's bike, he parked it and looked at the warehouse. "What's the plan?" She asked him. "Take off your vest, walk around and strut your stuff. The guards out front won't resist, they'll take the bait and leave the entrance. I'll sneak in and take out the bikers in the warehouse, you handle the ones who follow you." Cole explained handing Jessica a .25 pistol. "When they're all taken care of we'll torch it. It's gonna be dangerous but if we stick to the plan we should be okay." Cole said. "Got it." Jessica said nervously. They were both unsure of killing people, but they knew they had to for the Lost. Jessica took off her vest and walked to the front of the warehouse, she shook her ass as she walked grabbing the biker's attention. Cole crouched in the bushes and kept a look out, the two bikers guarding the warehouse started following Jessica. Cole snuck inside and drew his pistol, he attached a suppressor onto it and aimed at one of the Angels of Death. Cole shot the biker, the bullet pierced the biker's skull and he fell dead. Cole got sick and threw up on the floor, he didn't feel good about killing a man. He regained hos composure and kept going, he shot another, followed by another. Soon the Angels of Death caught on and sent guards through the warehouse. Cole shot two bikers that ran his way, he picked up an AK-47 that one of them dropped.

Cole started shooting his way through the warehouse, he still felt nervous and scared about killing people. Nonetheless he did what he was told, Cole took care of the bikers inside the warehouse. Jessica met him inside, she was covered in blood and looked scared. "What's wrong?" He asked her. "He got too close….I shot him….blood everywhere." She stuttered. Cole hugged her, he didn't feel right about this either but felt good that he had enough guts to kill when he needed to. Cole picked up the gas can sitting in the warehouse and started spreading it around. Sam Poe walked into the warehouse, he smelled gas throughout the warehouse. He drew his pistol and walked through the warehouse, he noticed all hos dead brothers laying inside the warehouse. He walked further into the warehouse, until he reached the center where Cole was pouring gas. He snuck up behind Jessica and grabbed her, he stuck a knife to her throat and she screamed. Cole turned around and drew his gun, Sam drew his with hos free hand and aimed at Cole. "Drop the gun Hands." Cole told Sam. "You drop yours, or pretty girl here will get her pretty face carved up." Hands replied. Cole felt defeated, he knelt down and placed bis gun on the floor. Sam laughed as he roughly ran his blade across Jessica's throat, she fell down clutching her slit throat. Cole screamed and charged at Sam, Sam in turn shot Cole in the side making him fall. Sam walked over to Cole, he knelt down and held his knife tightly in his hand. Sam jammed his knife into Cole's right eye, he pulled the knife out taking Cole's eyeball with it. Sam smiled and lit the fire to the warehouse, he exited the warehouse and walked away as the building went up in flames.