Leather & Lace: A Sons of Anarchy Fanfic

Chapter 111

After breakfast, Jax left to go to the garage for the day. Gemma hadn't been struck on him about getting there at a certain time thankfully. Tinsley did a quick search on Pinterest for birthday party ideas for triplets while the kids all played and Thomas napped. She found a few ideas that she liked that weren't too girly but not too boyish But decided to do an ocean themed party since it would work for both. She then went to Amazon and started ordering supplies for the party. She knew she wanted to have the party here at the house so she was picturing how to decorate as she ordered things.

Once she had everything ordered, it was nap time for the kids. After laying them down, she went up stair and began to straighten up the bedroom. After stripping the bed, she went to the closet to get a new set of sheets. As she was digging, she found Jax's backpack. She opened it up to make sure there wasn't any dirty laundry inside. Of course there was. She had noticed early on that Jax never seemed to remember to unpack his bag when he used it.

Digging around inside, she pulled all the dirty clothes out and piled them on the floor beside her. She reached back in one last time and found Jax's black SAMCRO hat.

There's the damn hat he's been looking for forever.

When she picked it up, she noticed that it felt heavy. When she had it completely out of the bag, she noticed the hat was full of old letters if the yellowing of them envelopes as any indication.

What the hell are these?

To pulled the stack of letters out and read the front of the envelope. They were addressed to Maureen Ashby. She thumbed through the stack and noticed they were all addressed to Maureen and every single one of them had been written by none other than JT.

"Holy fuck" whispered Tinsley.

Laying the stack of lettered on the floor, she just stared at them. Telling herself it wasn't any of her business, she got up and finished gathering the things that needed washing.

Within ten minutes, she was back in the bedroom, staring at the letter once again. Curiosity ended up winning and she sat down on the bed and started to read them.

Most of the letters were love letters to Maureen telling her how much he missed her and so on. But as she got further and further into the stack, the details of the letters became more and more disturbing. JT had told Maureen that he knew Clay and Gemma were sleeping together which made him feel better about what he was doing with her because according what she has read, she struggle with doing the right thing. According to the letters, he loved both women very much but was torn between right and wrong. As she continued to read, the letters began to paint a very vivid picture of how things had turned upside down.

Before long, Tinsley was at the very last letter. Checking the post mark, she saw that it was dated November 30, 1993. Having been to JT's grave with Jax countless times, she know immediately that this letter was dated the day JT was killed. As she read it, she couldn't believe the things in told of. It detailed how Clay had already tried to him him twice and that JT feared he would succeed the tired time around and how he thought that third time was coming any day now. It told how if he died unexpectedly, Unser would be the officer to investigate his death even if he wasn't on duty because he was in love with Gemma and would do anything she wanted him to... even cover up a murder. It then went on to tell of how he had actually overheard Clay and Gemma talking about having him killed because JT wanted out of guns. As the details of JT's last day on earth flowed from the paper, she knew right then that Maureen hadn't made any of this up. She knew that what Maureen had told Jax had been truth.

The very last line of the letter read:

When you get this, I will probably already be dead I'm sorry my love. But you have to believe me when I say that I am dead because of one of my club members, a weak, junkie mechanic that works for me, and my wife. They will be the three that put me in my grave. My only regret in this life is not taking Jackson away from this life. I pray that he never knows the things that come along with being an outlaw. But know this, I am with my baby boy and we are riding motorcycles up in the sky. Until we see each other again, remember that I love you and Trinity with whole heart.
John

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Jax was working in a custom harley when Juice came running out of the club house, laptop in hand. When he reached the garage, he was out of breath.

"Whats up?" Asked Jax. Clearly it was something big.

"I was finally able to get the security footage from down the street. And you were right, they camera Angel does show the back entrance to TM. It's not the best angle and the resolution isn't the best, but I did manage to get a pic of a guy walking into TM and walking back out two minutes later. The time stamp of him entering and exiting is exactly five minutes before the office blew." said Juice.

The night of the bombing, the security cameras for the garage had mysteriously crashed. The convenient store down the street hadn't been very forthcoming with their security footage which is why almost seven months later, they were just getting a glimpse of the guy who could have did this.

Thank you Jesus!

"I called Unser and asked him to run facial recognition. He said he would get back up with me when he got s hit." Said Juice.

"Well that's something at least" said Jax.

"It's more than we've had in seven god damn months that's for sure." Said Juice.

Before Jax could say anything else, Juice's cell began to ring.

"Unser" he said before answering. Jax sat and waited for Juice to end the call, all the while listening to one side of the conversation.

"Thanks" said Juice before hanging up the phone.

"Well?" Asked Jax.

"His name is Ian McPhee. He's here on a work visa form Sligo, Ireland. But get this, his work visa says hes staying in Charming." Said Juice.

"Hes still here? Could he be IRA?" Asked Jax.

"Dumbass that he is, he's living in one of the apartment complexes on the west side of town. Unser said he will email me the report that has his living address on it. But let me do some digging before you go all cowboy and head over there alone. It's very well possible that's her IRA since he came here from Ireland and we need to know what we might be up against." said Juice.

"Absolutely. When I lay eyes on the son of a bitch, it's gonna be just before I put a bullet between his eyes. Let me know as soon as you know something. I'll start calling the guys and getting them back here" said Jax.

"Will do" said Juice.