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Shop on the compound took care of that.
     Shady was in charge of the Shop, the woman knew her guns ; growing up in another club, Shady had picked up the skill from her father.
    As SGTs of Arms, Easy and Poke were the enforcers of the group, they were all freaky bad asses, but the two of them were the best, they were the clubs own private law. The two men were Security Forces in the military — they took their job seriously. They also helped train a few guys to help in case
     they needed muscle. They called the m Arms and no one fucked with them.
    “Poke,” Creed said loudly. “What is the status of the Shop ? ”
    Easy sm iled, that was part of their du ties, to monitor the Shop, no weapons were given to anyone who didn’t know how to
     use them. Each member could carry as long as they had a permit, and were cleared
     with the Arms. And no weapon was cleaned unles s they knew why it needed it. I f one of the dipshits shot up a local place for no reason, they would be dealt with.
    They owned Bitches and Lucky’s as well as Slinging Ink , their tattoo parlor. The business es all sat on Warrior s' property, they wanted them all close so they bought the land right in front of the
     mine and opened their businesses. Slinging Ink pulled in a great profit because everyone wanted Kink, the brother who
     ran Slinging Ink , to do their tats. He was known in the MC world as the best of the best. All in all the club made big money, with the mine and the shops, they could sit and
     drink beer all fat and happy and never have to worry about a thing. However, it wasn ’ t who they were, they needed a purpose, and the Warriors gave them that.
    As the meeting began to wrap up, the men stood, and Easy couldn’t help but turn to
     their leader and ask , “Creed, what the fuck is up with hiring the new piece of ass ? ”
    Creed narrowed his eyes and looked at his friend. “Why?”
    “ Have you see n her dance?” Easy asked.
    “Nah, looked at her tits , then hired her.” Creed laughed. “Where are my reports?”
    Poke shook his head and handed them to their leader. “ One of the cunts is bringing it in, don’t know who . We need to do some more digging. And the new stripper is … uh , interesting.”
    “Interesting? The whore has no skill in making a man hard . She is like a fucking spaz on stage. If you wanna make any money off her, you
     are gonna have to set her up with Shady for lessons , ” Easy said and then looked at Poke who was laughing. “What?”
    “I just don’t know why you give a shit , ” Poke said.
    “ Those whores make us fucking money, if one of the bitches can’t fucking p e rform it is gonna give us a bad name. Just don’t wann a ha ve to kick someone’s ass for badmouthing o ne our strippers.” Easy shrugged and Creed shook his head.
    “Really?” Shark said as he walked by. “ Who the fuck is badmouthing one of our ladies?”
    Creed and Raven ran the club hiring, but Shark and Magnum were the managers. They took their job seriously, and one of the biggest things they cared about was
     making sure one , the women were safe and two , they knew the score.
    Creed rolled his eyes and sighed. “Listen, she came in last night, asked for a job.
     Rain wants to go back to school and we needed a new girl. You kno w how hard it is to find quality pussy . She is hot, a little uptight, but she said she was willing to learn. She seemed
     desperate, I gave her a shot, if she doesn’t work out she doesn’t.”
    Easy frowned and looked at Poke who was doing the same. They both were suspicious fuckers and Poke said , “She walked in at night? To a strip club?”
    They didn’t usually hire like that. Creed wanted the women checked out before they were hired , they had to have tests for drugs and diseases before even being allowed on stage.
     For Creed to have hired her right off the street, there had to be something else going
     on.
    Creed sighed. “Look, seemed like she is in trouble. She didn’t say