JOHNY B: Young Outlaws MC Nevada by T.L WAINWRIGHT

Author:T.L WAINWRIGHT [WAINWRIGHT, T.L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-01-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Eighteen

Johny B

After five weeks of doing pretty much nothing, I’m starting to think that this plan of mine ain’t going to cut it.

Sure, the guys have a level of camaraderie, that on reflection, is not so dissimilar to what I have with my MC brothers, and they have welcomed me in without much resistance. The problem is, it’s left me with a nasty taste in my mouth and a heavy feeling in my gut, which I can only assume is disgust at my disloyalty to my club. I know deep down that it’s unwarranted, because when it comes down to it, my allegiance to them is the reason I’m here.

I’ve already sent detailed information about the layout inside the building, and the number of men that are usually on site at certain times of the day and night, but that’s all I’ve got.

It’s become obvious, while I’ve been spending time here, that Mal is respected amongst the group, and has a level of authority over them. Although, not Dunne’s go-to person, it’s clear he’s up there.

So, without actually sticking my tongue up Mal’s ass, I try to stay close, build up a rapport with him, and show him that I don’t bat an eyelid when they do discuss things that have gone down in the past. They’re pretty well convinced that I’m ruthless, with an element of psychopathic tendencies. Especially after stepping up to protect Mal, and then not even breaking out in a sweat when they’d put a gun to my head. The type of man who was willing to do whatever is needed to be done for the cause. Whatever the fucking cause is, because as yet, no one has even mentioned the Young Outlaws.

That is until today.

It’s late, around twelve-thirty, when I step out of yet another poker game. It’s getting boring, especially now that I’m winning most of my hands. I leave the room and go in search of Mal; he’s been MIA since we got here over three hours ago to drop off the cash we’d collected from various places throughout the day. I don’t get far before I spot him at the back of the factory.

“Jackson,” he shouts over. “Grab Rory and Nolan, and then get your ass over here.”

“Sure thing, Mal,” I holler before making my way back into the chill room to grab them. When I tell them Mal wants us, they don’t hesitate, and drop their beers to the counter to follow me out and over to where Mal is waiting.

It’s not until I get nearer that I notice a large opening at the back of the building, a large, blue shutter door, three quarters open. A loading bay that I’m sure would have been used for deliveries back in the day, when this place was the hive of activity and production.

A van is slowly backing up into the open space.

I instantly recognize the decal on the back of the vehicle as one that I’ve seen not that long ago.

It had

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