Skyler's Chance

The Red House

"You cannot be serious, dad. Come on." Skyler crosses her arms, as she stands on the porch of the red house. Darby come outside, and pulls the respiratory mask off his face. " Look, I know I've needed you a lot this month. But this lab is now up and running, and Zobelle will be here soon. I need to cook all night tonight, so please, work the bar for me. Please." He pleads with her. Getting frustrated, she still has her arms cross, looking around at the other vacant houses in the street, then back at her dad. "Ok, fine. But I'm off again tomorrow night. I have things to do today, but I'll be at the bar in time for work." He smelled like chemicals and she didn't want any of it on her skin, so she steps off the porch towards her bike. "By the way, keep Billy away from me, or next time I'll cut his pecker off and mail it to his mama." Darby chuckles, "There's my babygirl." She climbs on her bike, "Yea I am. Love you dad." "Love you." He replies, and looks towards the car pulling into the driveway.

AJ and Ule sit patiently up front as Zobelle finishes his phone call. As Zobelle hangs up, he looks out the window at Skyler. "Keep an eye on her for me." he tells his men. They both nod and watch as Skyler glances at the car, then takes off down the street. AJ and Ule get out, AJ opening Zobelle's door as Ule scanned the street and stood guard. Darby walks off the porch to meet the men. "Nice to see you again, Ernest. I hope everything is ok with your daughter. I have one around her age, I know how it is." Darby nods, "Yea, just needed her to work tonight so I can catch up with the supply. Billy will be here soon to give me a hand." Zobelle smiles, "Very good. I would ask if we can have another look around, but being that you are wearing a mask, I'll stay outside in the fresh air. Here is another $5,000. I have another buyer who is interested, so I hope you can meet with the demand." Darby is hesitant to take the money. "Why don't you hold onto it, and I'll see what I can do." Zobelle nods as he tucks the money back into his jacket pocket, "Very well. I hope you are able to make this work, for all of us."

"Hey, thanks for meeting me. I'm sorry I was an ass." Juice apologizes, putting ketchup on his cheeseburger. Skyler is stuffing her face, not really buying his apology, but she's willing to listen. " Ok, so what do you want ?" He takes a bite of his cheeseburger, "I'm not going to waste anymore time. We know who your dad is." She stops chewing and glared at him. He holds up his hand, "We know he is a dealer, and he wants to bring it to Charming. The town doesn't need this, and my club is going to stop it. But we need to know something, anything. Please." She chews slowly, coming up with a plan. Maybe if she lied to him, he would would leave her alone. "There's a red house. Just inside the Charming border, over on Roy street. It's a dead end, last house on the right." "Thank you. Hey you want to go back to my place, I promise I won't puke this time." He smiles, hoping he could charm her. She's not amused, shakes her head, and wipes her mouth with a napkin. Grabbing her helmet and standing up, she turns to Juice, "Lose my number. I'm not keen on being used, and you can pay for lunch." She walks away before he could answer.

The Next Day
David Hale pulls into the Teller Morrow parking lot as Jax puts out his cigarette and walks over to him. "Thanks for coming. We have word that Darby is looking into bringing drugs into Charming and has a red cook house, end of Roy street." David nods, "I'll check it out. In the meantime, don't start anything. Let me do my job." Jax throws up his hands, "I'm just being a concerned citizen, that's all." David shakes his head as he puts his car into reverse and leaves to check out the tip. Pulling onto Roy street, he doesn't see a red house, so he writes the tip off as bogus. Annoying but it happens. He turns his car around, and heads back to TM. Pulling into the lot, Tig walks over to the squad car. "What's up? We already ate all the donuts man, sorry." David rolls his eyes, "Not funny. Tell Jax his tip was bogus. There's no red houses." Tig nods, "Alright, I'll let him know." Satisfied with that, David drives out of the lot and back to the station. It's a quiet day and he wants to finish early, he has a date.

Tig walks into the clubhouse looking around at the Sons. "Well Juicy, guess you screwed up again. That tip was shit. Hale said there's no red house on Roy street." Juice's jaw dropped, realizing she lied to him. "Ugh, Clay is going to kill me." Taking his phone out, he texts Skyler, he never removed her number You lied to me. His phone vibrates Oh well she texts back. Laying his head down on the table, he knows Clay will be pissed. He didn't look up, even when the guys started to get loud. "Yo, Kozik. What the hell are you doing here ?" He heard Tig ask angrily. Juice stands up in time to see the blonde haired Son walk in. "I'm going to see if I can patch over." Kozik replies as he greets everyone. Tig is pissed and sneers, "Over my dead body. I don't want you here, go back to Tacoma, you prick." Juice can feel the tension, and reaches his hand out to shake Kozik's. Kozik shook it, but dropped it quickly to confront Tig. Juice pulls out his laptop, trying to figure out what he can do to fix this. But he wouldn't have long, Clay yells as he comes into the clubhouse door from outside, "CHURCH."