The Sons' associates were all happy. The gun running was running smoothly for once. There was no beef between them and the Mayans or Niners. Or so they thought. Jax and Clay had been fighting about the Irish. Jax's increasingly strained relationship was beginning to take its toll between his mother and step-father. The strain was noticeable within the club too but Tig didn't know what to do about things.
Teegan was at her tattoo shop and it was a slow day. She was sitting in a lone chair watching TV waiting on customers. Someone came in and asked to use her restroom. Feeling generous, she let them not thinking anything of it. He thanked her profusely as she showed him where the bathroom was at the back of the shop. As Teegan had a guest, Luann had someone enter her studio asking to use the restroom as well.
The blond didn't see anything wrong with it and showed him where the bathroom was before going back to directing her latest production. Their escort business had a customer come in asking to use the restroom. The clerk looked at him strangely but showed him where it was. Little did they know how things were about to change. At the same time, all three business exploded. People flew in all different directions.
Someone called in on the tattoo shop blowing up. Chief Unser was quick to arrive knowing the owner was an associate of the Sons. As he watched the young woman being put on a stretcher, he got a call about two other bombings. One was a porn studio and another was an escort service. All associates of the Sons. 'Oh boy. This day just got a lot harder.' he sighed as he had his officers checking around to see if they could find any bombing devices.
Once he left the tattoo shop, he drove over to the porn studio. There were several ambulances there as well as several of his officers and a Sheriff. Women were being loaded into ambulances. 'This isn't good.' he thought as he looked around. The sheriff told him to go check out the escort building and that he had the scene. That sheriff was on the Sons' payroll. After checking out the escort service, he headed over to the T-M auto shop.
"What do we owe this visit, Unser?" Clay strolled over as she climbed out of his police car.
"Clay, there's been three bombings today. One at Ink Me, one at Cara Cara, and one at Diosa." Unser explained, "There's been quite a few people taken to the hospital. I thought you should know before the FBI is called in."
"Thank you, Unser. We'll take it from here." Clay stated before turning away from the Chief, "CHURCH NOW!
He walked into the chapel and waited for everyone else to make their way inside. Tig, Jax, Happy, Bobby, Opie, Quinn, Ratboy, Juice, and Chibs all entered and had seats around the redwood table.
"We've got problems. Our associates are being exploded." Clay stated making the group look at one another.
"Say what?" Tig asked.
"Literally. There's been an explosion at the tattoo shop, the porn studio and the escort service. I don't know the details just yet. That's why Unser was dropping by." Clay lit a cigar.
Tig's fists balled on the table.
"I thought we were good with everyone?" Opie inquired.
"I did too." Clay shrugged, "Unser is going to have to call in the FBI because of the bombings. We need to figure this shit out before they get here."
"Who do we think did it?" Quinn looked around.
"Irish maybe?" Jax offered.
"Why would they be bombing our associates?" Bobby asked.
"The gun running has been going smoothly lately. All our payments have been on time." Jax stated, "It makes no sense for them to do this. What about the Nords? They've been taking violent action lately. Especially against Teegan and her shop."
"We need to figure this outquick before the FBI gets here, brothers." Clay told the group.
"I told you we needed to get away from the Irish and go legit!" Jax finally shouted, "How did they even get bombs into these businesses without being detected?"
"It's good business, Jax. There's no use in..." Clay stated.
"In what? Letting our friends and family get blown up again because we've somehow made them mad us?! AGAIN?" Jax hissed.
"Are you questioning my decisions?" Clay stared at the VP.
"Yes, yes I am. I told you this was a bad idea staying with the gun running." Jax exclaimed as he lit a cigarette.
"Calm down, everyone." Bobby stated, "Let's split up and head to each of these businesses and see what we can find out. We'll only have a small window before the local authorities have to call in the FBI."
"Chibs, you and Tig take the tat shop. Jax, you and Bobby take the porn studio. Happy, you and Quinn take the escort shop." Clay ordered, "Juice, talk to your contacts everywhere and see what you can come up with."
He slammed the gavel down so everyone began exiting the chapel. Jax was still pissed when he left. It took him off guard when Chibs grabbed him by his kutte and shoved him against a display case.
"Listen Jackie Boy, get ahold o' yerself. I'm upset about wha' 'appened t'. Ya can' let yer anger get tha best o' ya. Whatever beef is between you an' Clay needs t' stop until we figure out wha' 'appened. Ye have to listen t' yer Prez." Chibs exclaimed before letting the VP go to head out to the tattoo shop.
Jax just stood there in shock. Chibs never got irritated with him or got physical with him like he just did. Tig's mind was all over the place wondering how his girlfriend was. There was no news on her condition. As the boys were heading out to their destinations, Clay went to tell Gemma about what had happened. She was shocked to hear there was a coordinated strike against some of their associates.
She headed straight to the hospital to see if she could find out the conditions of their people. Especially Teegan and Luann. Sluts and whores could be easily replaced but not those two. Strolling in, she found Tara at the nurses' desk looking over files. The doctor turned to see who'd walked up on her.
"Not now, Gemma. We're busy." She exclaimed.
"Is there anything you can tell me about the bombing victims?" Gemma questioned.
"Teegan is in a coma. She took quite a hit from the blast. Her brain is swelled from the damage. She's got some burnings to her limbs from the blast and a broken left leg. We're more concerned with the brain swelling and coma than anything." Tara explained, "Luann has burns all over her body, a broken right leg, left arm, and severe concussion. She's awake but a bit loopy from the pain medicine she's received."
"Thank you, Tara." Gemma sighed before walking down the hall to try and talk to Luann.
Her leg and arm were already in casts. The exposed parts to her arms, chest, and face had burns on them although they didn't seem too severe from Gemma's standpoint. She had a seat next to the porn actress and bid her a hello.
"Gemmaaaa! What a pleasant surprise!" Luanna greeted her.
"You really are loopy, aren't you?" Gemma laughed making Luann laugh too, "What can you tell me about the blast?"
"It was scary! Things went boom and everyone went flying in all directions." Luann looked down.
"Anything happen before the bombing?" Gemma questioned.
"Nothing out of the ordinary. A man came in simply wanting to use the restroom so I showed him where it was. He didn't seem to be interested in the production we were doing which seemed odd." Luann shrugged.
"Thank you, Luann. Just get some rest." Gemma told her.
The Queen walked down to the room Teegan was laying in. Her leg was also already in a cast. There was a bandage wrapped around her head and she could see the burns on her skin. The blood pressure cuff on her arm was just inflating, the nasal cannula looked uncomfortable on her face, and the heart rate monitor on her finger looked like it was about to fall off. 'Poor girl never asked for any of this.' Gemma pulled a chair next to her bed.
A/N: Who might've coordinated this strike in retaliation to the club? O.O
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