Mass Destruction

Chapter 15

Clay drives off to the cabin where he knows Piney is staying. He has solved his first trouble – the cartel will threaten Corrie and she will back off, with the knowing that she has to protect her unborn baby now, and now he's on his way to solve his second problem, Piney.

He knocks on the door and comes face to face with a rifle gun and Piney.

"Either pull the trigger or let me in" Clay murmurs. Piney glares at him but lets him in anyway.

"Give me the nine, and the boot" Piney orders, Clay gives him the guns and closes the door. "You got something to tell me?"

Clay sighs, "Shit got complicated with the Galindo, I'm gonna need more time"

"More time, more death"

"I'm trying to do the right thing here" Clay throws back at him.

"The right thing for you, that's all you've ever done at the head of that table. Lead by greed"

"If you hate me this much" Clay starts, "Why'd you sponsor me? Patch me in?"

"Back then you could be trusted"

Clay smirks, "I'm supposed to trust you now? What's to say you won't tell the club about the letters after I kill the cartel deal?"

"That's a risk you're supposed to take" Piney says, still holding onto the loaded rifle.

Clay sighs, "Alright I'll call Romeo. If there's retaliation that blood's on your hands"

Clay walks out of the door, and as Piney walks up to the now closed door he pushes it open, letting Piney fall to the ground. Clay picks up his own two guns and searches the cabin.

"Where's the letters?" Clay demands as Piney struggles to get up.

"Where'd you put them?" he yells again

"They're not here!" Piney says as Clay continues searching. "Where are they?"

"Does Corrie still have them?"

"Why the hell would she have them?" he splutters

"I know she gave them to you. You didn't think I'd figure it out old man?"

"Just leave her out of this" Piney mumbles

"Too late" Clay growls as he shoots Piney in the chest. The man falls down as blood continues pouring out of the wound.

**

"Have you heard from your dad today?" Gemma asks, she looks distraught and shocked. I just had a scan, Jax couldn't come but Gemma came with me.

"No, but that's not abnormal" I smirk, "Sometimes I go days without hearing from him"

Gemma smirks, "I just... I thought he'd come to this morning's breakfast at the house. I wonder why he didn't come"

I frown, she doesn't sound like she's just wondering why he didn't show for a stupid brunch, she looks as though she just saw a ghost.

"I'm sorry, he's probably sleeping off a Tequila slumber"

"Yeah" She huffs out a chuckle, "Must be"

**

Jax storms into Church where Clay is sat, going over some documents. He sits down on his normal seat, furious and raging over what happened this afternoon with the Niners and Galindo.

"This club needs an exit strategy, I'm going to come up with one"

"You promised me you'd finish this out"

"You promised me the cartel would be good for the club. Guess we both lied. After the shit that happened just now? We'll all be dead Clay. There won't be any more SAMCRO presidents or a club for that matter. I need to get my club out of this. I need to get my family out of this."

Clay smirks, "That artist pussy is clouding what you are son"

Jax turns even more furious, he grabs Clay by the throat and as the man gasp for air he says venomously, "You ever talk about Corrie that way again, I will pound those half dead hands so hard into this table you won't ever hold a gavel again in your life."

Jax walks out of Church and Clay sighs sadly, he has to make a choice right now. One that will change everything