Call of the Wild

Who is she?

The prospects were at the safe house they were going to try to rent out to this woman cleaning it from top to bottom. Tig was following her as best as he could. Chibs and Opie had been sent to check out her motel room. Clay had Juice taking photos of the three rival bikers. As Clay was dispersing his brothers, he had Juice head back to the clubhouse and begin researching the three.

Chibs checked and re-checked the address to make sure they were at the right place. Opie was picking the lock while Chibs was checking things out around them. He couldn't believe the ass-kicker from outside the clubhouse was living in such a place. This was usually where the hookers, addicts, and other sleaze balls hung out. Why was she living at this place? The room was dirty, lived in. The filth wasn't from her but the general nastiness of the motel itself and the room.

"Who the hell is this woman and why is she staying here?" Opie wondered out loud

"I dooon't know, Ope." Chibs replied, accent getting thicker

"There's nothing of hers here." Opie absent-mindedly stated as Chibs flipped his phone open

"Aye boss.... Der's naught anyting 'ere." Chibs told Clay over the phone

"Head back to the clubhouse." Clay told the Scotsman

Chibs told Opie what Clay said as they walked briskly to their bikes. The ride to the clubhouse went quickly. Upon entering the clubhouse, one of their brothers told them they were to meet in Church. As soon as they'd entered, they found Happy, Clay, Jax, and Juice already there and waiting. After finding their seats, Clay asked Juice to go ahead.

"I'm still not sure why these guys are after this woman. Or even who she is, really." Juice started, "These guys are your run-of-the-mill criminals. It seems they're trying to push Meth in new cities."

"But why are they after her? Who is she?!" Jax asked, furrowing his brows

"Honestly I don't know. I can't really find shit on this woman. There's no criminal records, school records, nothing." Juice stated

"Drivers license?" Opie questioned

"No records at all!" Juice exclaimed

"What did you find at the hotel?" Jax asked

"Naught, Jackie Boy!" Chibs replied

"It was clear that someone had been staying there but she must've taken all her belongings with her. There was nothing there, no clothing, no trash, nothing." Opie added

"She's running then. But why?" Clay asked

"The woman can hold her own. Ask Tig!" Jax laughed

Happy chuckled too, as much as he did anyway, at the memory.

"We need to find this woman. She's the key to everything. Whether she knows it or not." Clay stated, "Juice, do your thing. For now, let's call it night."

Tig was tired. Tired of walking, tired of trying to stay in the shadows, tired of chasing this woman. He wanted to sit down. Hell, he wanted to find a bed, any bed, and crawl in it! She knew she was still being followed. She was tired and wanted to rest but she knew better than giving in. This would not be the first time that she had to wander around all night like this. She didn't own much but all she had was in these bags.

It was a very long, slightly chilly night. Shortly before it was time for her to get to work, she started making her way to the studio. Tig texted Clay with the information and asked what he should do. Clay simply told him to come back to the clubhouse. This woman was much cleverer than they realized. When the SAA rolled into the clubhouse Bobby thought he looked like death warmed over. Most of his brothers moved out of his way as he made his way straight to his dorm room.