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Kid
Wednesday
The days since Face left had passed too damned slowly.
Sitting next to his president with his arms crossed over his chest he watched as his brothers filed into the chapel. He saw the questions in their eyes at church being called at such short notice. Usually it meant shit had hit the fan and trouble was at their door.
Not today.
Today they would be given news that would be upsetting on the one hand but a reason for a celebration on the other. The upper ranks of the club was about to change and it would take some getting used to. But the brotherhood was strong and the changes would be good for all of them.
His last bit of business with the Joburg chapter would be to vote Sin into his position. He knew Hawk was going to put up two candidates but he hoped the men would realise, like he did, that the man for the job was the one taking care of their safety on the road.
The sound of the gavel had everyone falling silent and looking at their president.
“I called church today because a very tough decision has been made by one of our own. One of our officers has been approached by another chapter and offered the VP’s patch.” Whispers erupted but Hawk thumped his fist on the table and they fell silent. “After a long and difficult discussion with me and our VP he made his decision and even though it fucking guts me I have to agree that he’s the best man for the job.” He breathed in deep before continuing. “Brothers, the next part is fucking difficult because he has to remove his bottom rocker and his officers patch here in front of us but he will be replacing it with new ones.”
Ice stood and walked to the cupboard, unlocked it and withdrew a bag, relocked the cupboard and retook his seat. The bag was placed on the table.
“Kid, brother, please stand.”
Shocked whispers ran through the room as he stood.
“Remove your kutte and place it on the table.”
He did it slowly because it fucking hurt. Gritting his teeth he gently laid his kutte on the table in front of him.
“Remove your bottom rocker and your officer’s patch, brother.”
It almost ruined him to cut the bottom rocker he had been wearing since he was patched into the club from his kutte. He reverently lifted it free and laid it on the table in front of his prez then turned his kutte over and did the same with the officer’s patch.
Hawk slid the two patches towards Ice then took the plastic zip lock bag and stood. Withdrawing the bottom rocker he handed it to Kid. Taking the rocker from his prez he laid it over the place where his Johannesburg rocker used to be.
“Brothers, it gives me great pleasure to introduce you to the new VP of the Cape Town chapter, Nathan Camden “Kid” Knight.”
And typical of Hawk he dropped another bomb. His new name. Ice had been working on it ever since he found out who his real father was, with the man’s permission of course. And it had finally come through. He almost couldn’t believe that his legal name was now Nathan Camden Knight. No more Warne, that shit was gone forever.
Kid stood silently as his brothers thumped the table and howled like fucking wolves. Then he took the VP patch his prez handed him and held it up for all to see. He wouldn’t be sewing it onto his kutte just yet because his new president would once again hand him both patches when he was presented to their chapter as their new Vice President.
Fuck, he still couldn’t believe he was doing it. He was really doing it. Leaving his friends and brothers behind to start a new life at another chapter.
Slipping the patches back into the plastic zip lock bag Hawk had handed him he pulled his kutte back on and sat down. There were more changes about to be announced.
“Right, we all know what comes next. We’re going to need a new Sergeant At Arms. Kid has shared who he thinks would be the perfect fit and after a long fucking discussion with my VP we find that we agree with his recommendation. But, our club has rules and those rules state that if a position becomes available every single brother has the right to nominate a candidate, to voice an opinion and vote on it.”
He looked around the silent room before he continued.
“The man our brother nominated is one we all look up to. He has an enormous heart, is honourable, honest and truly emulates what brotherhood is all about.” He looked around the table at all the officers and gave a slow nod. “As president of our club I nominate Sin Smith to the position of Sergeant At Arms. What do you say my brothers? Do you accept the nomination?”
Every single hand in the room was silently raised in agreement, except of course Sin’s. Not one of the men disagreed.
“Are there any other nominations?”
Kid looked at Sin as the man struggled with what was happening. He knew his brother was desperately trying to think of a brother to nominate for the position.
Silence hung in the air as the men crossed their arms over their chests, indicating there would be no other nominations.
“Are we in agreement then, brothers? Are we electing Sin as our new SAA?”
The answer were howls that raised the roof. Sin looked stunned at how quickly his place at the table had changed. The next part came easily. Handing over the club into Sin’s capable hands. He stood, walked over to the still silent man and grabbed him in a hard hug.
“Know this is a shock but you’re the right man for the job, brother.” Kid said as he stepped back.
“I give you my word I will do my best, brother.” Sin swallowed hard and Kid felt the same. He had a huge lump in his throat. With his arm around Sin’s shoulders he led him over to the chair he was vacating and where Hawk stood waiting with his new patch in his hand.
“You need to cut that patch off and sew this one on, brother.” Hawk said then drew him into a hug and gave him several hard thumps on his back.
Kid watched with a grin as Sin pulled his kutte off, took his knife and cut the stitches to pull off his Road Captain’s patch. He slid his naked kutte back on and sat down in the chair Kid had vacated. Moving to the wall Kid stood while watching the rest of the proceedings.
“We welcome our new Sergeant At Arms, Sin, to the table. We have more business to take care of before we can get out of here and celebrate with our brothers. Our brother Dizzy Mitchell has put in for a transfer to Cape Town and it has been granted. He won’t lose his lieutenant status and will join his new chapter in the same position.”
They went through the same steps. Dizzy stepped forward and placed his kutte on the table then cut the stitches and handed his Joburg rocker to Hawk and accepted the new Cape Town one in its stead.
It was done. He and Dizz were no longer part of the Johannesburg chapter. They were now officially a part of the mother city chapter. It felt strange not to be at the table but he had Dizz beside him and a new path waiting for him.
It was going to be fucking difficult but he looked forward to the hard work.
While Hawk started to wound church down his eyes caught those of Spider and the man gave a small nod before he knocked on the table and stood.
What the fuck? Was he really going to do this? Why wasn’t he doing this in private with Hawk and his family?
“Prez, sorry to interrupt the proceedings but I have a request and I wanted to make it in front of my brothers so everyone knows how serious I am about it.”
Hawk frowned but nodded. “Go ahead, brother. What can we do for you?”
Spider looked down at the table, at his father and brother then finally back at Hawk.
“I don’t want anyone thinking this request is a joke or one of my usual tricks, it’s not. I’m very serious about it.” He bit his lip then nodded to himself. “Prez, at this time I would like to request a transfer to the Cape Town chapter as their Treasurer. The position has been open for several months and after discussing it with Orca and Hook they agreed to back my request.”
Bulldog and Ice both shot up out of their chairs.
“Fuck, no!” Bulldog shouted.
“Are you fucking crazy?” Ice roared.
The men’s reactions weren’t any better. Shouts of ‘what the fuck’ and ‘no fucking way’ rang around the room.
The gavel being banged repeatedly had a tense and uncomfortable silence settling over them.
“Are you sure this is what you want, Spider?” Hawk asked quietly.
“I’ve weighed all my options, Prez. This is what I want but more than that, it’s what I need.” His answer had Ice looking murderous and Bulldog leant forward and tapped on the table.
Hawk sighed then nodded, giving him permission to speak.
“You say you’ve given it some thought but what about your mother? Have you thought about what your leaving would do to her, not to mention your sisters and the children? You’re standing there telling us you’re ready to walk away from your family and it’s unacceptable.” Bulldog said harshly
Spider shook his head insistently.
“I realise this came as a shock, but Dad, it couldn’t have been that big of a shock. You more than anyone knows how unhappy I’ve been. You know! I’ve talked to you about how I feel and you kept telling me I had to take life more seriously and that I’ll eventually settle in. You have no idea how serious I am about my life. I can’t live under your and Ice’s shadows all my fucking life. Everyone at this chapter thinks I’m nothing more than the man with the smile and a joke. I’m not! I run our books, our investments, every fucking thing, and make sure you all get your fucking money in your accounts on time, but what about me? What about what I want? I don’t want to be the little brother for another fucking minute of my life. I need to leave and become my own man. Not your youngest son or Ice’s little brother. Cape Town will allow me to finally be that. My own man.”
Kid could see his youngest son’s words hurt Bulldog and Ice as well but it made them realise how serious he was about transferring.
“What about your mother, son?” Bulldog asked quietly.
“She’s the one who encouraged me to ask for a transfer.” He answered as quietly.
Shock appeared then disappeared from their faces. Spider turned back to Hawk.
“Sorry about airing family drama at the table, Boss. Would you consider my request for a transfer?”
“Already done, brother. I had no idea you were struggling with the situation but I should have been aware of it. You’re my little brother, grew up in front of me, prospected then patched into the club. I’m damned proud of you, my brother.” Hawk glanced at Bulldog before he continued. “Hearing that Suzy encouraged this new venture of yours I can’t do anything else but grant your request. She’s the one who knows you best and her encouragement sealed the deal. I will call Orca after we’re done here to inform him that his new Treasurer will be joining their chapter soon. But not as soon as Kid and Dizzy, we need you to train someone into the position before you leave. It gives me time to have your new patches done before you leave.”
Spider nodded then sank into his chair with what looked like relief etched all over his face.
“Now, back to business. It seems we’re going to have a couple of positions available and I want everyone to think about who they think can do the jobs. We’re not discussing it today, enough has been decided and I need a fucking shot to calm my fucking nerves.”
Laughter broke out and Kid admired the way his prez settled everyone down.
“Right, we are done here. Let’s get out there and celebrate Kid and Sin’s new patches and the two transfers leaving to join Cape Town.”
He smacked the gavel down and it was accompanied by renewed howls as the men started to celebrate.
It was going to be a wild night but not for him. Kid had arrangements to finalise and a flat to empty out.
One drink and then he was out of there.
Devon and Damon were behind the bar as they streamed out of church and Ice shouted over the noise.
“Get the good whisky out, prospects! We have some celebrating to do here today.”
Soon the bar top was lined with shot glasses filled with amber liquid and Kid, Sin, Spider and Dizzy were pushed into the middle of a circle of brothers. Shots were lifted high and as if with one voice everyone shouted. “Heart, honour, honesty and brotherhood! Iron Dogz forever, forever Iron Dogz!”
He slammed the shot down and tried to leave the circle but it wasn’t happening. He was pushed back to the centre.
“On Cape Town’s new VP!” Hawk shouted and again everyone drank.
“On Joburg’s new SAA!” Kid shouted and slammed his third shot.
“On Cape Town’s new Treasurer!” Ice shouted and again they drank.
“On Cape Town’s new Lieutenant!” Scar shouted and once again they drank.
After that they toasted anything and everything they could think about.
Kid was pleasantly buzzed and hung out with his brothers as they drank beers and enjoyed some time together. Soon he would be on the road to Cape Town and this would only be a memory. He was going to miss every single man in this room.
Not long after the women started to arrive. The old ladies and family members came in and apparently the children had been left at home. The celebration turned into a huge fucking party and Kid was fairly drunk by the time Aunt Beryl dragged him to the kitchen and insisted that he eat. He wasn’t the only one she had at the big kitchen table. Spider, Dizzy and Sin were there as well.
“I don’t want those predatory bitches getting their claws into my boys when they’ve been drinking and celebrating, so eat and drink your coffee. You’re staying here until I’m satisfied you can think with your brains and not your dicks.” She snarled as she guarded the door into the kitchen.
While they ate and drank more than one cup of coffee to sober up she chased off more than one hopeful female. Eventually the bitches gave up and stayed away, leaving the four of them in peace. Of the four of them Spider was the only one who was still a bit wild where women were concerned. But it was going to change. Kid needed him to clean up his act. Starting right now.
“Spider, brother, no more indiscriminate fucking. You got me?”
His new Treasurer’s answer shocked all of them.
“I got you, VP. No problem, I’ve been thinking about what Dizz said while we were down in the Cape and he was right. We won’t find an old lady if we’re fucking easy pussy. So no more of that shit. Since coming home I’ve had myself tested and I won’t be sticking my dick in anyone for the foreseeable future.”
“Wow.” Sin looked at Kid. “What kind of voodoo do they have in Cape Town that has two of our brothers looking for old ladies instead of easy pussy?”
He could only smile and shrug. “No voodoo, Sin, maybe it’s just time for a change.”
Of course Sin didn’t let it go. “What about Face? Are you going to see her again?”
“I think it will be difficult not to because she lives right next door to the Sinners’ compound.”
“And is that the only reason why you’ll be seeing her again?”
Fucking Dizzy burst out laughing then tried unsuccessfully to stop.
“It seems you know something about our brother that we don’t, Dizz.” Sin kept prodding.
Dizzy swallowed his laughter and nodded with a sly grin. “I do, but if I say anything my VP is going to cut my nuts off and I’m going to need them to make my babies. So, sorry, Sin, my lips are sealed.”
Suddenly Spider jerked his hands up and pointed both forefingers at him. “I fucking got it!” He exclaimed. “She plays. Fuck me side-ways. His woman plays. You lucky fucking bastard, VP.”
“Play? Play what? Like a guitar or a piano?” Sin looked totally confused.
Dizzy and Spider laughed like fucking hyenas.
Fucking hell. His business is just that, his business.
“Come on, VP, let him out of his misery. It’s just us here and you know it won’t go any further than this table.” Spider urged while still spluttering with laughter.
Dropping his head to his chest Kid glared at Spider through his eyelashes then lifted his head and looked right at Sin. And to some extent came out about his sexual preferences.
“I’m into BDSM and so is she.”
Sin didn’t react at first then he tilted his head to the side and frowned. “How come I don’t know about this? I’ve been out with you and never noticed anything.”
Kid shrugged. “I’ve been careful. I don’t fuck club sluts or party girls. But unlike you, who fucks civilians, if I need release I go to my club.”
A slow nod this time. “I get it. Those slutty bitches out there would have spread your business far and wide which is why I don’t’ fuck them either. Nothing wrong with whatever it is you need, brother. It’s consensual and that’s all that matters. Whatever blows your hair back as far as I’m concerned.” He grinned at Kid then winked. “Always enjoyed giving a woman a spanking or two.”
Dizzy laughed hard and they all joined in. They spent more time sitting at the table just chatting and avoiding the crazy party they could hear going on in the common room. None of them were interested in getting embroiled in the general fucking going on in there.
It was very late by the time he went upstairs to his room. Locking the door behind him he leant against it for a few seconds and let everything that had happened play through his mind.
It had been an eventful day and a good party. Not that he drank much after they returned to it.
He had nursed a beer for the rest of the time and chatted with his brothers.
He had enjoyed spending time with them and not having to worry about the bitches trying to get to him. Every time one came close Dizzy was there to tell them to find someone else. His brothers had started teasing that he now had his very own watchdog. Which it seems was true. Dizz was true to his word, he was guarding his back.
Getting ready for bed he looked around the empty room. Except for a few changes of clothes everything had been packed up.
All his shit had been boxed and packed into a container along with Dizzy’s and would be loaded on one of their trucks and taken to Cape Town. The truck would be taking two containers actually. One with the furniture and shit they wanted to take and the other with their rides. He had sold his bakkie to a kid at his block of flats for R150. It was worth more but he had decided he needed to pay it forward or some shit. Their bikes were with Wrench for a last service before they would be loaded into the second container. Both his bikes, actually.
He and Dizzy would be flying down because they didn’t want to waste time on the road or take chances with riding without protection right now.
Soon he would be lying in his bed looking up at a completely different ceiling. A huge yawn had him blink his eyes and turning on his side to settle into sleep.
But her stunning eyes appeared and held sleep at bay for a few moments.
His last thought was about her and the hope that she was safe.
He would be in Cape Town soon and then he would find out for himself.
And just maybe he would be able to fix his fucking mistake.
He woke early on Thursday and thankfully hangover free. The bikes were being loaded by late morning and the truck started the journey to Cape Town. And with two drivers they wouldn’t be stopping to overnight and would reach their destination on Friday afternoon. Barring any unforeseen incidents of course.
Kid had originally planned to spend more time before leaving but there was too much that had to be done at his new chapter. Orca needed him there as soon as possible.
And that meant he and Dizzy would be flying down on Friday.
