long story.” My dad is considering what Chief has told him. Dad is a fair man but he doesn’t like getting involved with other people’s drama. We keep ourselves contained to our territory for just that reason.
Dad and Scout and a few of the other older members formed the Troubled Fathoms MC when they came out of military service. A lot of times it is like we are part of the military. We don’t do drugs, or let people run drugs through our territory. We don’t run guns and we try to stay on the right side of the law, but in our territory, we are the law. Some call us vigilantes, but we just try to right the injustices of today’s justice system. Men don’t beat their wives here. We don’t allow child abuse. The punishment is dealt out according to the crime. Sure, we can get loud and some don’t like us, but we protect what’s ours. We have legitimate businesses. We own a strip club and a bar, but we also own a restaurant and a grocery store. We donate to the school and children’s causes. We are what we are, a brotherhood.
“Chief, we will keep her safe until you can get here. What about this Devil? Is he coming and where do you stand on that? Because he did disrespect her by not claiming her, but they are married? It’s not our business, I usually don’t stand between a husband and wife, but if she was my daughter, I would be pulling her away from him.” Dad does not stand for disrespecting women. In our club you can have an ol’ lady without having a wife but once you make someone your wife that property patch better be on her back. None of our members cheat on their wives openly. I’m sure there has been some who have stepped outside those vows, but not in front of the club and not flagrantly. Our women are held in utmost respect by everyone. Even the club women are not outright disrespected. They serve their purpose, but not with the married members.
“I appreciate that. I have been going out of my mind with worry. Devil is to be kept away from her. I knew some of what was going on but not all of it. He doesn’t deserve Callie and if I know my Baby Girl she’s already taking care of him. He’s got his hands full right now. Seems as if he was played as much as Callie by his ol’ lady. I will be there this week. I need to make sure I’m not followed first. I will set up my arrangements. Can you text me the details of your location?” Chief sounds relieved but still like he doesn’t know if he can trust us.
“Chief, this is Dra, who all will be coming? That way we can make arrangements here.” All we need is someone spotting them coming in to our small community and think we are trying to beef up reinforcements to expand. “The smaller the better. Don’t want to give anyone up here ideas.”
“Sure. Just me and my boy Ty and maybe one more. Is that small enough?” That shouldn’t raise eyebrows. People in a small town don’t miss anything.
“That sounds good.” Nothing more to say really.
“Chief we’ll keep her safe for you. See you soon.” That was it. Dad disconnected. He’s just shaking his head. Then I notice Gram coming back into the room and she sits in her chair close to dad.
“What is it Jaspen? Is trouble coming for that sweet girl? We have to keep her safe. She never even thought before she saved me today. She just reacted. She is a good person.” Gram doesn’t know Dad has already made his mind up to help Callie, and so have I.
“Betsy don’t worry. We’re going to help her, not that she needs help. Looks like she can take care of herself just fine. We’re just going to keep an eye on her until Chief can get here for her.” I can tell dad had been impressed by her resourcefulness.
“Well she can use that gun of hers just fine, that’s for sure.” Gram will never forget that. My mom was not a gun person. She was very frilly and all pink and shit. She loved to bake and take care of her boys, as she used to say. Our house always smelled so good
Dad and Scout and a few of the other older members formed the Troubled Fathoms MC when they came out of military service. A lot of times it is like we are part of the military. We don’t do drugs, or let people run drugs through our territory. We don’t run guns and we try to stay on the right side of the law, but in our territory, we are the law. Some call us vigilantes, but we just try to right the injustices of today’s justice system. Men don’t beat their wives here. We don’t allow child abuse. The punishment is dealt out according to the crime. Sure, we can get loud and some don’t like us, but we protect what’s ours. We have legitimate businesses. We own a strip club and a bar, but we also own a restaurant and a grocery store. We donate to the school and children’s causes. We are what we are, a brotherhood.
“Chief, we will keep her safe until you can get here. What about this Devil? Is he coming and where do you stand on that? Because he did disrespect her by not claiming her, but they are married? It’s not our business, I usually don’t stand between a husband and wife, but if she was my daughter, I would be pulling her away from him.” Dad does not stand for disrespecting women. In our club you can have an ol’ lady without having a wife but once you make someone your wife that property patch better be on her back. None of our members cheat on their wives openly. I’m sure there has been some who have stepped outside those vows, but not in front of the club and not flagrantly. Our women are held in utmost respect by everyone. Even the club women are not outright disrespected. They serve their purpose, but not with the married members.
“I appreciate that. I have been going out of my mind with worry. Devil is to be kept away from her. I knew some of what was going on but not all of it. He doesn’t deserve Callie and if I know my Baby Girl she’s already taking care of him. He’s got his hands full right now. Seems as if he was played as much as Callie by his ol’ lady. I will be there this week. I need to make sure I’m not followed first. I will set up my arrangements. Can you text me the details of your location?” Chief sounds relieved but still like he doesn’t know if he can trust us.
“Chief, this is Dra, who all will be coming? That way we can make arrangements here.” All we need is someone spotting them coming in to our small community and think we are trying to beef up reinforcements to expand. “The smaller the better. Don’t want to give anyone up here ideas.”
“Sure. Just me and my boy Ty and maybe one more. Is that small enough?” That shouldn’t raise eyebrows. People in a small town don’t miss anything.
“That sounds good.” Nothing more to say really.
“Chief we’ll keep her safe for you. See you soon.” That was it. Dad disconnected. He’s just shaking his head. Then I notice Gram coming back into the room and she sits in her chair close to dad.
“What is it Jaspen? Is trouble coming for that sweet girl? We have to keep her safe. She never even thought before she saved me today. She just reacted. She is a good person.” Gram doesn’t know Dad has already made his mind up to help Callie, and so have I.
“Betsy don’t worry. We’re going to help her, not that she needs help. Looks like she can take care of herself just fine. We’re just going to keep an eye on her until Chief can get here for her.” I can tell dad had been impressed by her resourcefulness.
“Well she can use that gun of hers just fine, that’s for sure.” Gram will never forget that. My mom was not a gun person. She was very frilly and all pink and shit. She loved to bake and take care of her boys, as she used to say. Our house always smelled so good