The Son of the Reaper ~ Sons of Anarchy

Chapter 5

Clayton

"CJ, wake up!" Tig banged on CJ's door loudly before walking away. "We got church."

CJ groaned and saw Alice still asleep, cuddling the dog closer to her. He smirked and kissed her forehead before putting on some clothes. He was the last one to arrive and took his place in between Chibs and Tig. "What's up?"

"Got word there's an A.T.F. agent here." Tig said.

"We've taken every precaution to stay out of A.T.F.'s crosshairs." Clay spoke. "No busts, no investigations for five years. We don't know if this guy's here for us."

"Hale flagged Bluebird as our gun warehouse." Jax pointed out. "He's pissed off, we made Unser crush the case, and he called in the feds. I think it's gotta be about us."

"Be my guess too." Bobby nodded, agreeing with Jax.

"And we've got a garage full of twenty-five to life." Tig says, alluding to the AK shipment they got two days ago.

"Any legit place we store those guns is a straight line back to us." Clay tells them.

"Can't Rosen get us some storage short term?" Bobby asked.

"He's killing blue bird, man. He's setting up a dummy corp. It takes a few weeks." Clay explains.

"What if we moved them to another charter?" CJ suggests. "Give them a small percentage for the help and move them from there."

"We did get that call from Jury last week." Jax said. CJ's eyes widened and leaned forward a bit. "Mayans pressing the Devil's Tribe to play a vig... to keep running book and pussy out of Nevada. Maybe CJ and I head to Indian Hills, offer Jury some advice. "

"And he offers our Aks a safe house." CJ finishes with a smile.

"No, that's a risky ride, brother." Juice speaks up. "Northern Nevada is Mayan territory. They're still looking to settle the score from our little raid."

"The Mayans know that the Tribe's a brother club." Bobby says. "Part of asking for that vig is about shitting on us. They knew Jury would call. They're gonna be watching."

"That's what I'm saying." Jax says. "That's why you, me, and CJ go under the radar. We'll bring the guns in the same way."

"And you two think you could bring Jury on board?" Clay asks.

"Shit. My dad saved his ass in Tay Ninh. He owes the Tellers a chit." Jax says.

Clay was silent and CJ spoke up. "Look, dad. We're not gonna go cowboy. I promise."

"Promise." Jax echos, holding up a scout salute.

Clay sighed and nodded. "Low profile. I don't want no wetbacks knowing we crossed into N.V." Clay then turned to Tig. "They pull this off, I want you and Juice driving the barrels."

"Done." Tig nods. "We'll need something big though."

"Call Unser." CJ said, earning a nod from Clay before CJ and Jax got up and left the church. He walked down the hall to his room and saw Alice starting to wake up. "Morning." Alice only groaned and rolled over to watch him start rummaging through the draws.

"What are you doing?" She asked with a groggy voice.

"Jax, Bobby and I have to head to Nevada for a few days." CJ explained. He pulled out a few shirts, clothes, pants, and socks. CJ started to look around for his backpack, but he saw her staring at him with an odd look. "What's wrong?"

Alice waved him over so he walked and sat on the edge of the bed. From there she grabbed CJ by the collar and kissed him. CJ's eyes widened a bit, but he slowly reciprocated the kiss. She leaned back with their lips still locked together so he moved so he could move on top of her, careful not to crush her belly, he propped himself up on his arm.