Skyler's Chance

Offer on the table

Oakland's Mayans M.C. president Alvarez walks toward the picnic tables at the local park to meet with Ernest Darby, well known Nazi and area drug dealer. Looking to expand, even if it means working with people he considers to be beneath him, money talks to Darby. He has his eyes set on one town in particular, Charming. One problem stands in the way though, and that's the Sons of Anarchy M.C. But Darby has high hopes that between the Nords and the Mayans, they can expand the drug trade into the small town and grow their profit. Taking a quick look around at his surroundings, Alvarez takes a seat, "What is it? You must be desperate if you are talking to me." Darby smirks, "While I don't like your kind, I'm willing to look past it if it's means profit, for the both of us. How would you like to expand into Charming?" Darby asks. Alvarez pauses, then shakes his head, "That's Sons territory. Not sure I want to take that risk."

Darby knew he would be met with some resistance. "Yea, I know. But maybe we could work together. We could take out Clay, possibly Jax, and crush the rest of the club. Then we could take over Charming while sharing the wealth. May take a little time, but totally doable. I have a house that sits back on a quiet street near the Charming border, leased to me by Zobelle. He's a possible new business partner who's looking to open a cigar shop in the heart of Charming. He has money, and muscle. I could work with him, and work with you as well." Alvarez thinks, then scoffs, "Let me guess, he only deals with whites." Darby leans in closer, " That's why I said I'll deal with him. I can be the go between. So are you in or not?" "And what about Clay and Jax? We are talking about the president and v.p. of the mother charter. Not sure if I have the man power for that kind of blow back, ese." Alvarez explains. Darby smirks, "Blame it on the Niners. The blowback will fall on them, and we can move forward. I'll give you some time to think about it." Getting up, Darby walks back to his suv, leaving Alvarez to sit and contemplate the offer.

Skyler comes downstairs and heads into the kitchen to get something to eat. Kissing her dad on the cheek as he sits at the kitchen table with a few of his workers, drug dealers Skyler doesn't like at all, but needs to tolerate. Because of her dad, Ernest Darby, Oakland's notorious drug supplier and owner of the Hairy Dog bar. She doesn't get involved with his illegal activities, but he doesn't hide much from her either. She wouldn't turn on her dad, and he buys her love, mostly recently with a custom motorcycle, silver with a black cross custom paint job on the gas tank. He bought it for her to get around with after she came home after serving 4 years in the army, with a tour in Afghanistan under her belt. She's an excellent marksman, smart, with 2 bachelors degrees she earned while serving, sociology and psychology .Darby talks to his 3 men about setting up a 2nd cook house, and a deal with the Mayans to infiltrate Charming. Though Skyler is busy, she does hear everything.

"Hey baby, can you make us some sandwiches also? The guys are hungry." Darby asks his only daughter. "Sure dad. I'm going out in a hour with Josh. I'll be back later." Josh is a friend, but wants to be more. "I need you to bartend tonight though, can't you go out with him another night ?" Darby half demands. Skyler sighs, shaking her head, "Are you serious? I've worked every night for 3 weeks. I need a night off, and the customers are annoying." Setting down the plates in front of the guys, Bill looks at Skyler "Listen to your father and don't mouth off." Skyler turns around, glaring at him, "Mind your business, asshole." Before Billy can respond, Darby holds his hand up, "Ok, that's enough. Skyler, just get ready for work, I need to talk to the guys." Knowing her dad won't back down, Skyler huffs and stomps out of the kitchen. Acting as if she is busy, she quietly stands by the kitchen doorway, listening in.

When the guys are getting to wrap up, Skyler sneaks into the bathroom and turns on the shower, pretending she is busy. Still straining to listen to the conversation in the living room. She knows her dad is a racist, something she never agreed with, nor did she like any of his men. But until she can get the money together to leave California for good, she has to bite the bullet, and that also includes being cordial towards her dad and his scumbags. She does make decent tips on the weekends, mostly because the regulars like her. After getting dressed, and strapping on her concealed carry pistol, as well as a knife she keeps in her waistband, she pulls her long brown hair up into a bun and slips on her steel toed boots. She likes these for riding her bike and in case the customers get rowdy, she is ready to kiss ass. Darby walks in and sits on the bed, "Do you really need to wear the gun and the knife ? My guys are there." Skyler rolls her eyes as she puts on a little eyeliner, "Oh you mean badass Billy? He's too busy chasing any customer that has 2 sets of lips instead of being the bouncer you hired him to be. Besides, I like feeling safe." Zipping up her hoodie, she grabs her helmet and looks at her dad, "I'll be fine, dad." He nods, "I'll set aside bail money."