Chapter 10

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Jax had a plan. He just had to wait until the florist opened and it would be a couple hours before that happened. As he walked out of his apartment, he heard the sound of motorcycles coming into the lot. He walked into the main room of the club house and into the kitchen area where the coffee pot was. He needed the caffeine. The coffe had just finished brewing when Clay, Bobby, Piney, and Tig walked into the club house.

"Coffees ready" said Jax as he sat down at the bar, pouring sugar in his coffee.

"Thanks brother" said Tig.

They each Opie's themselves a cup of coffee and sat down.

"Any news on where the Mayans have our guns stored" said Clay.

"Not a word as of yet" said Jax.

On Sunday night, the Mayans hit there gun warehouse and had stolen there guns, blowing the the building up in a pathetic attempt to cover their tracks. Trammel had told us they had found lots of cowboy boot prints on the grounds of the warehouse. He also told us that Deputy Chris Hale had found the guy hired to do security dead.

"Laroy is getting antsy. He's loosing ground to the Mayans and needs those AK's to protect his territory and to protect his business adventures. He's threatening to find a new source for guns if we don't get them to him by this afternoon" said Clay.

"When Juice gets here, I'll have him dig into county deeds and see if he can find all the the properties that may be linked to Alveraz. We know it's going to be somewhere off the grid where no one is watching. We also can't rule out that they have our guns stores somewhere right under our noses" sad Jax.

"Sounds good. Keep me posted." Said Clay as he walked out of the club house and towards the garage.

"So how's that hot piece of ass who was with you the other day? I saw she's working in the office now" said Tig.

"Back off dude. She's mine. She's not some croweater and she won't be treated like one." Said Jax.

Tig put his hands up in mock surender. "Sorry dude. Don't be so testy"

"Yea, well, it's been a rough morning" said Jax.

"What? The Prince didn't get his dick sucked this morning" said Bobby jokingly.

"Something like that" said Jax as he headed for the garage.

Tinsley and Willow were working their asses off this morning. Wednesdays were senior day so all the seniors in Charming came out to eat the $2.99 breakfast. It was nothing special. 2 eggs, bacon, and toast but most of the older people in the town were on fixed incomes. They loved a good bargain. Mr. Miles always tried to make sure his two best waitresses were working on Wednesday morning. Tinsley was glad to be at work even though her mind wasn't entirely on thr job at hand. She was thinking about he fight with Jax. She had been a bitch. She shouldn't have yelled at him like she did. He was being supportive of her and told her they would work things out if she did end up pregnant. She couldn't believe she had got so lost in the moment that she completely forgot to use protection. The dream she had before Jax got there surely didn't help matters any. And if she was being honest with with herself, she wasn't totally opposed to the idea of having a baby. To that scared her was an understatement.

She continued to work, waiting her tables, her mind still only half on her work. She was bussing a table but the front glass when she saw a few members of SAMCRO ride by. She could tell on of them was Jax. She recognized the hair hanging under his helmet blowing in the breeze. She immediately wondered where he was going. Slipping into the stock room, he took her phone out of her apron and realized she had a new voice mail. It was from Jax. She listened to the message but didn't call him back because she knew he wouldn't hear his phone ringing over the sound of his bike.

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