heard. "Everyone here has the same feeling. Twenty two older brothers are on their way home. Said it feels like a riot is brewing. Since they were here for them, I'll have to take their word for it. We need to stick together and take care of our own. Doesn't matter what chapter you're in as long as you have Brothers beside you. All the Presidents are in agreement. High Security will be with every group. If you need High Security for your group see Danny LaPonte." He points out my dad. "For those of you that can't see him or don't know him, he is the only Brother with an eye patch." Someone yells, 'it's fake'. Pres and my dad crack up. "Even if he had two eyes he still fuckin out shot you two to one Milt." He says to one of Hammers Brothers. Everyone laughs including Milt. When the laughs die down Pres lifts his hand. "Brothers, have fun, stay alert, and keep close to Brothers. We have close to two hundred chapter Brothers here, there is no reason we can't stay in groups of ten or more and have a good time. We've got a brother that is willing to send out texts of the events going on and match people up with a group. Billy from the NH chapter is passing two phones around. Put your number in so he can send you the updates." Pres steps back. Gene from Hartford steps forward. "My Brothers there is no reason to curb our planned activities but Ben is right, stay together, look out for each other. We've had two altercations with Outlaws in the first two hours we were here. They are looking for trouble. Let High Security handle it. Our objective is for peaceful resolutions." He steps back the other Pres' step up and look to Ben. "Everyone is in agreement. Once your number is in one of the phone you are free to find a group and go have fun. We have a group going to Shooters to show presence for a meet that is planned for tonight. You're welcome to join us." Everyone starts talking. I whistle getting attention. "High Security you need to check in with LaPonte he'll need your number to keep you updated and get you placed with the groups." Sticks, the Brother that sits by Digs in surveillance stands next to my dad typing information into his laptop. "Fuckin geeks always bring their job with them." Patches laughs on the side of me. "Heard Outlaws were eyein you." VP says from behind me. "Yeah. First time I put one against a bar. Told him no one saw me pull so there was no face to save. We walked away then were eyed on the street. Knew they were aiming for us, Hammer stepped in." He nods. "Both intentional?" He asks. "The bar no, I think it was drink. The street yeah, there were six that I counted. Couldn't see behind." I tell him Patches nods. "Something else, girl came up to Patches. He asked if she was attached, she hesitated leaving a bad feeling. Like it was set up." He nods again. "I'll have that sent out. All we need is fuckin traps being laid." He goes back to the Pres' telling them. They all get a Brother typing on their phone. I laugh. "Geeks always happy to work. Where the fuck is Digs anyway?" Patches points to Petey's truck. Fuckin Digs is sitting in the bed typing away while Brothers are talking to him. I shake my head. I do a time check. We've got an hour before the meet. I snag Bob and point across the street. I tell the Brothers around us we're going for a beer until it's time to meet at Shooters. A group follows us. We take a couple of tables outside and a couple of guys go in to get us a beer. I'm sitting with Patches, Bob went in. "I wonder what the old ladies are doing." I ask him. "Heard they're staying in the rooms tonight doing chick stuff." He says with a nod to Bob who plops down beside us. "Did you see Jonesy in that crowd?" He asks. I think running through the faces. "I don't think I did. I can't be sure though. I register friends or people I've met before. I