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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 236 Die Daughter
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Clay stretched out his hands. Gemma had shot them up with steroids before the run to Chino to get Opie. They felt better and he could move his fingers, but he knew he had three years at the most before his hands would prevent him from riding. He would have to step down as president of SAMCRO. Before that happened, he needed to put away a very large sum of money to keep him and Gemma comfortable in retirement.
Before he became SAMCRO president, he believed in all that equality bull shit. Now, he believed he should lead the MC and they should do as they are told. He thought of it as a kind of benevolent dictatorship or it was like the military and he was the commanding officer.
To make the money he needed for his retirement, he needed to sell more guns and take a few more risks. This was why he was pretending that he was happy Opie was getting out of jail early and not feeling any true pleasure.
With Opie back, it could tilt some of the balance of power at the table to favor Jax. This was why he recruited Juice into the MC. He wasn't really MC material. He was too much of a pussy, but he looked up to him like he was his father. Juice would do what he told him to do. That was crucial with Opie being back.
Bobby, Tig, Chibs, Jax, Juice, Sack and Happy greeted Opie with hugs and a lot of back slapping. Sack had driven the van with Piney riding shotgun. Opie's bike was strapped securely to the back so he could ride it back to Charming. As president, Clay had been the one to give Opie his cut. Opie had teared up and there was another round of back slapping and calling each other brother.
Finally, they got the hell out of Chino. Clay hated Chino. The smog would have been bad enough, but the town reeked of cow shit from all the dairies. It was particularly pungent in the summer heat. He had also narrowly avoided going down on his bike thanks to a large pot hole. Fucking Chino.
As he went through the motions, Clay wondered when he quit believing in all that brotherhood shit and began believing that the MC was just a way to make a lot of money. It must have been a long time ago because he couldn't remember the last time he thought of SAMCRO as a band of brothers and not just criminal associates.
That damn Buck Jeffers called him last night. He was on the edge from that too. He was still on his way to California and Charming for a visit. He needed to get Jeffers killed before he got to Charming, but he didn't know Jeffers precise location making killing him impossible. He needed to decide whether he was going to kill Jeffers himself or find someone to do it for him. He didn't have long to decide and finding a competent hitman wasn't easy as he knew from the failed attempts on Bucky.
He couldn't risk the killing coming back to him. Maybe he could set him up some way so the MC orders the kill. Make him look like a rat. Something like that. He didn't know the details, but he was beginning to like the idea.
More important than the balance of power at the table and Buck Jeffers impending visit was the problem of his daughter. The second he saw her, he knew that was the kid that saw him kill her mother. The eyes were identical. Her face was different because she'd just been a kid, but eyes don't change.
He worried every second since he'd met her that she was going to get him arrested. He'd killed her mother. It was a safe bet that she wasn't in Charming to get to know him. She had to have some kind of plan. He needed to kill her immediately.
Between all the damned surveillance cameras and DNA testing, it was getting harder and harder to get away with murder. And then there were cell phones that ratted out your location. There were just so many damned details in killing someone.
He needed to lure the girl somewhere and kill her. Bury her in Chigger woods in a nice deep grave. No one would ever find her and women went missing all the time.
Tomorrow at the picnic at the park, he would talk to her one last time. If he thought there was even a remote possibility that she was his daughter, he would kill her and the sooner the better.