Jax (Wattpad Version)

Separate lives

Jax

I strode into the bar and sat down next to Richard. I tossed my smokes onto the bar top and tapped the bar. The barmaid handed me a beer.

"Where have you been?"

"Taking care of business."

"What kind of business?"

I lifted the bottle to my lips. "Business."

"I need you to do a run."

Richard slid me some bills. I pocketed the hundreds. Each denomination was a code. I finished my beer and took Arlo with me since Andre was busy.

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We parked behind the store and entered the building. The owner glanced at us. Arlo walked over to the open sign and flipped it around to closed.

"Store's closed!"

The customer exited the building, and Arlo locked the door. The owner backed up. I marched behind the counter, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and led him out of the store. Arlo followed us.

I dragged the owner around the back of the building.

"Tell Richard that I'll get his money!"

I had the owner face the building and kneeled. "Time's up." I grabbed my gun and placed the barrel against the back of his head, then pulled the trigger. The back of the owner's head exploded as his body fell to the ground.

I put my gun away. "Empty the safe's contents and cash register."

Arlo nodded. It took Arlo a few minutes to crack the safe and grabbed the cash. Richard has an agreement with businesses. If they renege, Richard still takes his payment.

Arlo and I headed back to the bar until two of Blake's members stopped us. I supported my bike. 

"Where do you think you're going?"

"You're in our way."

"Nah, I don't think so." The dick gave me a smug look.

I dropped my kickstand as he turned his head. I dismounted my bike and was swift. I dragged the prick off his bike and beat the hell out of him. The other dick moved. Arlo pulled his gun and shook his head.

I grabbed the douche by his hair and rammed his face into the pavement until he stopped moving. Then I moved to the other guy and shoved him on his knees. Arlo put his gun away. I pulled a knife, plunged into the back of the dick's neck, and yanked.

The club member gurgled as I released him. He clasped his neck, but it didn't matter. The sole of my boot slammed into his skull, crushing it. I cracked my neck and strode back to my bike.

"I can see why Andre comes with you."

I started my bike. "Blake's crew is a boil on humanity's ass." I pulled away as Arlo followed me. There was no love loss between Blake's club and me.

We returned to the bar and made our way to Richard's office. I perched on the arm of the couch and crossed my arms. Arlo tossed a canvas bag onto Richard's desk. Richard leaned back in his desk chair.

"Did you have any issues?"

"Two of Blake's crew stopped us."

Richard's eyes narrowed.

"Jax took care of them."

"Motherfucker. Blake makes my dick itch."

"We need a neutral territory," I said.

Arlo and Richard glimpsed at me.

"What did you have in mind?" Richard asked me.

"Open a bar and put the word out that it's not a war zone."