The Wild Hunt

Part 6, Fight For It

When we arrived back at the trailer Scout was just waking up. he thanked me for the coffee then asked why we hadn't woken him to go with us. Bonnie made fun of him for a few minutes, but he eventually got over it. we all laughed and I cooked him some bacon and eggs with the supplies we had bought before coming back. Once he had eaten he was in a better mood, and we set to clearing out all of Dalton's stuff. There were a few old Posters and some Iron Maiden CD's that were worth keeping but most of his stuff went into boxes outside. While we were Clearing out the living area Scout called me over.

"Hey Marcus, What's this thing for?" he asked looking at a ladder that was pressed firmly against the wall.

On its Right were hinges the let it swing outward like a door, following it up it led to a dark crimson curtain. When we pulled the curtain back we found a small cubby-hole with a single bed and a little further back a large leather duffle bag.

"Aw shit!" scout said frustrated, "If I'd known this was here I wouldn't have slept on that shitty couch."

Both Bonnie and me laughed as he climbed up to grab the duffle bag. Once up he reached back and passed the bag to me, once he had climbed down we sat around the table in the living area and opened it. what we found was a shock to say the least.

Inside the bag was four blocks of cash, which at a glance, looked to be just over twenty grand. There were some old photos of Dalton and Michael when they first started the Club, a well polished Colt 1911 and a pair of dog tags that said Sgt Dalton Fisher.

"Shit, Did you know he was in the Army?" Scout asked, sounding a little uneasy.

"No, but we all had different lives before we came here, being a Vet doesn't mean you get to be an asshole!"

"Or a killer." Bonnie said as I finished.

"What are you gonna Do with all that cash?" Scout asked almost salivating.

I laughed a little at the sight of him then replied.

"If it was a couple of hundred bucks I would have just kept it, but this is Club money, Kelly said as much this morning, I'll bag it back up and take it to Michael. You can take the Gun and tags though if you want them, I have no need for that shit."

While I bagged up the cash Scout looked over the gun, posing with it like he was John Wick, though he really looked more like Kevin Heart in that silly ride along movie he did with Ice Cube. Bonnie looked over the tags then as I was about to close the bag she tossed them in.

"Maybe Michael will want them, they did start the club together."

I agreed then threw in the photos too.

We left the trailer and headed to Michael's, sat out side his own trailer giving me a hell of a look was James Monroe, though most of the pack called him Jimmy the bastard, on account of him being Dalton's little pet. He would often instigate fight's that Dalton would finish if it looked like Jimmy was gonna lose. With me moving into Dalton's trailer I'm not surprised he was a little sore.

When we reached Michael's Trailer, he was just coming out the door.

"Ah, Morning You two." he said in his usual cheerful tone. "What can your humble Alpha do for you?"

Out side of His trailer was a small lawn table and chair he spent most if his time sat in, I dropped the duffle bag on the table and waited for him to open it.

"Oh my." he said, only sounding half surprised to see such a large amount of cash.

He reached into the bag and to my Surprise pulled out the photographs and smiled while flicking through them.