Clandestine

Chapter 10; Grinning Juicy

That next morning, the pain medication she took had numbed her body nicely, which gave her time to work on being able to ignore it. Her body no longer aching an unacceptable amount and she got out of bed. Showering and scrubbing herself clean, thinking about the events of that night. JD dressed herself in some black ripped skinny jeans that hugged her toned legs, and a simple white tank top, not bothering to cover her inked body, since there was no purpose as everyone had seen them anyways. She let her long black hair fall into its natural curl, and slipped on her black boots before heading out of the room. 

It must have been later than she thought, all members were up, and working on whatever it was they did. A yawn emitted from her lips as she walked lazily into the clubhouse, catching the attention from Happy, Tig and Jax who were sitting around in discussion about something. Being waved over, she sat in the only available spot beside Jax. 

"How're you feeling this Afternoon?" he asked, Jax was a nice, caring guy and she liked that about him, that in this corrupt world, with what they knew and did, that he was still able to be a caring soul. 

She gave a small shrug, and chuckled softly at him "Fine, i suppose.  I no longer feel anything, so pretty good, actually" 

He looked at her, she noticed that he had ended up checking her out. She'd never had her chest so exposed, and he was one of those guys. So he did as he pleased, which she didn't necessarily care about as she was more used to it than she should be. "Did you get attacked last night? Oh my god, JD, your neck? Why didn't you call for help?" Happy blurted, leaving her confused. He rambled when it came to her,  and it concerned her often. 

"What the hell do you mean? I didn't get attacked, and plus i can fend for myself" She said, equally confused as she was offended. 

"Darlin' you've got hand mark on you neck" Jax said, clearly amused. He knew what happened,  or at least he figured out part of it. It wasn't and at all, since she wasn't attacked, it only left one thing. 

Groaning, she shook her head and placed her hands at her temples. An annoyed expression was clear in her face and she nodded her head at him "Thanks for letting me know" she stated before she returned to her room to cover the marks with some makeup, spraying on excessive amounts of setting spray before heading out again. 

One her way to the main room she ran into the one and only, Juice. He showed her a smug grin, making her remember last nights event, ones she so badly wanted to forget. In return she growled, narrowing her eyes as she pushed passed him, and not in a subtle, or gentle way at all. 

She saw that there was a few more members that were out, and about inside the clubhouse now, compared to before she went to cover up the hand marks that covered her neck. Spotting Clay, she walked up to him. "So, retaliation, I'd like to discuss that as soon as I'm able to and spring into action. I am perfectly able to do it on my own, but I know you guys have beef with them also. Did you want in?" She asked, cutting right to the case as she wanted to waste as little time as possible. 

Clay, the president of the Sons mother charter raised both his eyebrows, he hardly knew this woman, but admired her for her no-bullshit confidence. It was rare to find people like that, and even more so when they were females. He listened, a single brow lifted as he did, nodding his head "We'll talk about your plan at church, but we do want in. With the shit they pulled, we need to make it clear that no one messes with the Sons" he said in his usual gruff voice. 

"Alright, good deal. I might steal the spotlight a few times, I'm sure you won't mind" She told him,  more than asking. 

To which he only chuckled, this girl had balls and it was something he definitely admired so he nodded his head and dropped his arm over her shoulders. "Chapel! Lil miss has plans!" he hollered, and slowly each one of the members filed into the room before Clay guided her there himself. He took a seat, and she had one between Happy and Tig again, waiting for the rest of the men to get settled before she'd start, allowing their president to get anything else he wanted to say, out of the way. 

Then, the spotlight was turned over to her and she cleared her throat "Well, I've got two routes this could go. We could make it quick, and clean. No one gets seen, no one gets their hands dirty except maybe me. Or, because we all know Happy, we could go for a messier round, torture, fun, slow death and the spiel. Everyone would get away, and be included." she said, raising a brow as she look at the men that sat around her. 

It was a unanimous decision, these  guys wanted their revenged and JD was pleased to hear this, she'd much rather enjoy getting dirty. "Alright, sweet. I'll get the police force to turn their cheek in another direction, I've got something on a few of the detectives in your town. That won't be a pro-" mid sentence she was interrupted by juice 

"Wait, what do you have on them?" he asked her, she scowled, being her biting her tongue to keep cool. 

"Thats not your fucking business, keep your trout mouth shut while I'm speaking." She growled, a few members laughed, everyone knew that being interrupted wasn't something she dealt with. 

Clay cleared his throat, shooting a glare at Juice "She's in charge of this, shut your mouth juice." he said, to which JD raised her brows, not expecting it but he'd quite obviously taken a liking to her. 

He nodded his head, things went silent but Tig couldn't resist and asked the same question "What DO you have?" he asked, 

Smirking, JD reached into her pocket and pulled out a picture, handing it to Tig, laughing softly. He gagged, looking up at her with wide eyes Folding the picture, saving the sight from the rest of the men as they looked at the two, raised brow "That.... oh my god" he said. 

"anybody else wanna see?" She asked, wanting to get on with it. But a few of them raised their hands, including juice. She smirked, handing it to him and he had the same expression that Tig wore. The picture was passed around, mirroring each others expressions. 

"Thats just two of them, I'm digging up some more dirt on a few more." she said, having everyones attentions again "This kind of stuff, the shit i have on them is bound to get us one or two more rats. That part is covered, I've found out who they're working with, whats on the books at least. I'll be able to get  to them be silent so legally, whatever happens we can't be pinned legally." she explained, brushing back strands of her hair that decide to spring loose.  "A few of Darbys crew know me, I can go talk to some of them, see how many know me and hot many need to die. Probably all. Word gets around fast." 

"Not by yourself you're not." Happy rasped when she took a moment to glance at those who were listening. 

She rolled her eyes, she knew how he was with family, but she also knew she knows how to handle herself "You know, I can handle myself" she shook her head, Happy didn't say much more but he scowled at her, as usual when he got protective, hating the feeling of being caged by restrictions, she shut him down. Arguing with her on it wasn't useful, she ddi what she wanted.

"I'm working on finding their schedules, I'll find out when we can get them alone and how, this is where you guys come in. I want them dead, don't matter how, but theres a few, Zobelle, Darby and one more of their little followers that knows who i am and survived when i escaped, they're gonna suffer, but that'll be up to me and  Hap" she was nearly done, and they were all still listening "Tomorrow is go time, Clay and i will talk on who we need where, Sound good?" She directed that towards Clay who nodded, the rest did too, so far the plan was good and will be finalized tomorrow "You guys got a techy guy? I Need a bit a hacking help with some shit?" 

"That'd be Juice" Jax said, pointing to the grinning Puerto Rican, he obviously he liked her, in some way, but she espoused him. 

"You get to spend some time with Juicy Boy" He said, winking at her "Remember how much fun we had last time?" he asked suggestively . 

Confused looks shot at JD, while Jax had worn a knowing one. She groaned "Oh, great. I'm done here" she growled, getting up and heading out.