Bikers, Baubles & Bells (Iron Dogz MC) by Rene Van Dalen

Bikers, Baubles & Bells (Iron Dogz MC) by Rene Van Dalen

Author:Rene Van Dalen [Van Dalen, Rene]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-19T18:30:00+00:00


CHAPTER SIX

DC

Christmas Eve

I came in early to help with preparations for tonight’s party. The hellions were with Hawk in his office and I was in the kitchen with Chris, Genna and Frieda. Our very fancy new kitchen. When the design for the new club had been discussed it was decided to upgrade the kitchen. Every little thing Aunt B had ever mentioned had been added and the flaws of the previous kitchen were fixed.

She would have loved what Hawk and her boys had done.

Especially the separate dining area, with the long table and chairs where the brothers could have their breakfasts, lunches and dinners. And with sliders out onto the back veranda. It was out of the way but still part of the kitchen.

The kitchen was a full size industrial kitchen with massive ovens and gas hobs. Cupboards and drawers were filled with pots and pans and utensils. You could find anything and everything one might need to cook with in there. On the far side was a walk in cool room and a large pantry. Industrial size fridges and freezers had their own space against the wall across from the central prep area. Off the kitchen was a scullery with basins and dishwashers and another smaller room with shelves filled with the new crockery and glassware. It was stocked with anything we might need.

The kitchen was big enough we didn’t feel as if we were in each other’s way as we did our thing.

The meat for the braai has been in marinade overnight and was in deep covered trays in the cool room. The boys would collect them when they were ready to put the meat on the braai.

We were busy making salads.

Humungous mountains of salads.

We had planned ahead though, and were making enough potato salad for both days, the same with the pasta salad. None of us wanted to have beetroot hands therefore we bought big bottles of the salad, both sliced and shredded. They were busy chilling in the fridge and would be decanted later.

While we chopped and sliced and diced I kept an eye on Chris, making sure she didn’t overdo things.

Hawk had let me into her secret and asked me to watch over her. It was a good thing I watched over her, we all knew she worked harder than anyone else to keep things running at the clubhouse. She had been very close to Aunt B and after her death had stepped up to take care of the club and she hasn’t stopped.

Soon it would be our turn to take care of her.

I looked up and caught Frieda’s eyes, and she gave Chris a quick glance before looking back at me and winking.

Somehow she knew.

I gave a quick nod and went back to chopping onions.

Not a fun job but I handled it with clear glasses and my bandana pulled up over my nose.

Every time Chris looked at me she started laughing helplessly and had to stop working until she calmed down. She was avoiding looking at me at the moment.



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