Within a matter of a couple of hours, all the guys were back at the club house and gathered around the table waiting for Juice to tell them what he found on Ian McPhee. The tension was thick into her room as the guys waited. Each of them wanted a piece of this guy but more importantly, they wanted to know why he had bombed the office.
"So what do we know?" Asked Clay.
"For starters, Ian McPhee is an alias. When I was digging, I couldn't find anything about him from before 1999. Dude just appeared out of nowhere. So I started searching yearbooks and school records for the area looking for guys who resembled McPhee that looked to be about the same age. By pure luck, I found our guy in one of the yearbooks. His real name is Declan O'Connor. Grew up in Sligo. Mom was a single mother who worked odd jobs to support them. Dad wasn't in the picture. From what I've been able to find the kid didnt have an ideal childhood. No friends and looks to have been severely bullied. Ended up falling in with a gang and selling drugs. Well, when Declan turned 18, he changed his name and he left Sligo and moved to Belfast. While he was there, he became friends with some of the local gangsters. The group he's been linked to does odd jobs for the IRA." Said Juice.
"So how does that tie into us?" Said Clay.
"I'm not sure. Maybe some the Irish Kings got to him and hired him. Maybe Jimmy is behind all of this. It's really anyone's guess right now." Said Juice.
"So basically we need to go have a word with this son of a bitch" said Jax.
"Who's up for a ride?" Asked Clay.
The whole table gave a resounding "absolutely".
Within minutes, everyone was on their bikes and headed for the address where Ian/Declan was staying.
This was going to be fun!
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What am I going to do? Do I give Jax these letters?
Those were just two of the questions running though Tinsley's mind as she sat folding clothes. She knew what she should do. She knew she should give them to him but at the same time, she didn't want to hurt him. And that's what these letters would do. Jax loves his mom and Clay more than he would ever admit but Tinsley remembered the anguish in his voice when Clay was missing. She remembered how Jax was when Zobelle tried to have her and Gemma taken. It wasn't a time she liked to think about.
She really did find herself between a rock and hard place.
What am I going to do?
As Tinsley was putting away the laundry she had just folded, her cell began playing Amazed by Lonestar. She didn't have to check the ID to know it was Jax. Taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she answered the call hoping she didn't sound as shaky as she felt.
"Hey baby" said Tinsley.
"Hey. I just wanted to give you a heads up that it will probably be late when I get home tonight." Said Jax.
"Ooookkkayyyyy" said Tinsley.
"How are the kids?" Said Jax.
"They're fine. I was just putting away some laundry" said Tinsley.
"Ok. Well I'll call you when I'm on the way home. Love you" said Jax
"Love you too" said Tinsley.
"I'll be home soon" said Jax.
"We'll be here" said Tinsley.
"Ok, I gotta run. See you soon" said Jax.
"Ok, bye baby" said Tinsley.
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Leather & Lace: A Sons of Anarchy Fanfic
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