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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 279 Load Wounded
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Clay, Jax, Chibs and Tig carrying a large black duffle bag walked into Haney's Pub. They greeted Haney and grabbed thick ice cold mugs of beer before heading down to the room used for parties and meetings.
The room was simply furnished with pictures of shamrocks on the wall, blue or green carpet depending on what stained the area of the carpet, dark brown battered wooden tables and chairs and a man sitting at two tables that had been shoved together.
He was a short man in his fifties with an average build, a grayish brown band of hair that went from ear to ear, bright blue eyes and a battered weather worn face.
Clay took a gulp of his beer.
"What's your favorite beer?" Clay asked.
"Bud Lite."
"Guinness tastes like piss," Clay replied.
"Cam Hayes," he said with a distinct Irish accent.
Clay introduced everyone and they sat down. Clay sat down across from Cam with Tig and Jax next to him. Chibs sat next to Cam.
"Sorry about McKeavey," Clay said.
"Port commissioner had him beaten to death."
"Need any help with that?" Clay asked.
Cam shook his head and downed his shot of whisky.
"No, I'll handle it."
"There's the payment to keep your cause afloat," Clay said, nodding to Tig to hand the duffle bag to Cam.
Cam didn't bother counting it. It would have been an insult to the MC's honor and he was a new contact for the MC. He put the bag down wedging it between him and the wall.
Chibs left the table and returned a few minutes later with a round of shots of whiskey.
"To Michael McKeavey," Clay said.
"Justice will be swift and certain," Cam added.
Everyone clinked glasses and downed their shots.
They heard running. Instantly, they were all alert. Tig as sergeant at arms was responsible for the president's safety. He shoved Clay out of his chair and to the ground as a precaution. Clay cursed.
Esai rounded the corner with Jo-Jo on his heels. They sprayed the room with bullets. Tig, Jax and Chibs returned fire. Jo-Jo fell to the ground hit by several rounds. Esai ran out the back door, fortunately for him the door was only locked on the outside.
Jax was sprawled on the ground face down.
"Everyone whole?" Clay asked.
"Aye," Chibs said.
"Aye," said Cam.
"Jackie?" Chibs said.
"I'm fine," Jax said his voice muffled. "I think I took a couple of rounds to the vest and they knocked me out of my chair."
Tig looked at Jax.
"Brother, you took more than a couple of rounds."
Jax turned his head and saw blood.