Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
"Alright man, if you're sure we'll give it a shot, how's she getting here in the mornings?"
"I'll bring her until her truck is ready, her old man and mine are still working on it, should be another week at the most."
"As long as she has a ride."
I let him go since there was nothing more to discuss, plus I had shit to do, I had clients coming in later to pick up their shit and two new bikes to get started.
I put her out of my mind for the rest of the day as I went about my busy schedule, a bike shop was a noisy ass place with men doing six different things at once while calling out to each other for different parts and tools, nothing like the showroom where the finished product was showcased.
Jennifer might very well have had a line up of clients with deep pockets but like I'd told her, I didn't want any part of them if they were her buddies, her circle was just not my cup of tea.
Social climbing socialites who had nothing better to do than cause conflict and mayhem at every turn, mama's boys with their two hundred dollar haircuts and their whiny asses, no thank you, my bikes were for riding not showpieces.
At end of day we went our separate ways since it was a Tuesday, riding day was usually the weekends unless we had something special lined up, most of my guys had families that they needed to get home to.
That was one of my only stipulations, any man with a family had to put in the time, if you neglected your family I couldn't expect anything good from your ass, so you had to show me that you were man enough to man up.
Most of our activities were family oriented, unless we were going to kick some ass, then we left the ladies at home, a fight was no place for a female, and women's rights could go fuck them self if they thought differently.
I had about ten God children because we're a clannish bunch, the women were close, they were always planning shit, everything revolved around food, I guess that's what happens when you have kids.
I paid my guys a better than decent wage because I could afford that shit and because they deserved it.
Any one of them knew they could come to me at any given time for help because that's how I roll, some of the wives even called me when their men weren't doing their shit, I have a mother and two sisters, fuck that, no one in my crew was screwing over his old lady on my watch.
If a dude wasn't holding up his end of the bargain and couldn't be talked into seeing the error of his ways, he was out, if the wife stayed with him, that was on her, if she decided to cut the dick off, the rest of us looked out until such time as she got back on her feet.
Thank God we'd only had to do that twice, but a couple of lawyers in the crew were good at getting those women what they needed for them and their kids out of the scumbags so it was all good.
Women weren't cast out just because their men were out, once a part of Lyon's Crew, you were family, man, woman and child.
My phone rang just as I was about to climb on the back of my Dodge Tomahawk V10 bike.
"What's up mom?"
"Is that any way to answer the phone son?"
"Hello mother, how are you today?"
"Smart ass, are you coming to dinner or not?"
"Is today Tuesday, and did you not make my favorite roast and potatoes?"
"You know I did Colton, now what time shall I expect you?"
"How does seven thirty sound, that'll give me enough time to get cleaned up."
"Sounds lovely dear, are you bringing anyone?"
"Like I've told you every time you've asked that question since I was twenty one, no, now stop pushing, when I meet someone you'll be one of the first to know."
"That doesn't make sense, my friend Charlotte, you remember Char, you know she likes to dabble with the cards though she shouldn't, well anyway she swore to me that you were going to meet the girl of your dreams today."
"Sorry to disappoint you and Madame Laveau but no such luck."
"I don't know why I listen to Char in the first place, her predictions never hardly ever come true, though there was that time..."
"Mom, if you want me to be there sometime this millennium you're gonna have to let me go, you can regale me with stories of Char's sorcery over dinner okay beautiful?"
"Oh alright, you didn't defile your body any more since I last saw you did you?"
"Mom..."
"Okay okay, it's just I despair of what you'll do to yourself next, and please for the sake of my sanity be careful on that death trap you like to get around on, I don't know what's wrong with that perfectly nice Volvo I got for your last birthday."