Anarchy's Archangel

Chapter 16: Getting Flush with the Irish

    We were all gathered around the table for church. Running short on time to come up with the cash for our latest shipment of guns. The stress radiating through the room was almost tangible with the amount of smoke drifting around.

"So where are we at with McKeevy's cash?" Jax questioned as he looked around the room.

"Called in every marker we have. We're 40 grand closer." Clay replied.

"Bobby has that gig in Laughlin, owner already fronted him the pay. Here's another 5 grand for the pot." Tig added, laying down a stack of cash and sitting at the table.

"That's 130 grand boys." I said, grinning from my spot between Tig and Chibs.

"McKeevy heads back to Ireland tomorrow, he needs the whole 200k by tonight." Chibs informed us.

"We got one place left to go," Clay said hesitantly while looking at all of us, "The porn queen herself."

"Otto's old lady?" Tig asked, leaning forward. I nodded.

"Gemma said Luann is picking up 2G's a week in ad revenue from her site alone." Clay informed.

Juice nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah, factor in membership fees, downloads— she's making 3x that amount." He explained. I shook my head, unsurprised. If there was two things that Juice would geek out on, it'd be porn and tech shit.

Jax and I shared a look before he spoke, "Get Gemma to talk to Luann. They're tight, and it'll keep us clear of it." I nodded in agreement.

"Smart idea." Clay admitted as he re-lit his cigar.

"Alright, well I'm heading to St. Thomas anyway. I'll talk to mom. Kid gets out of the toaster today." Jax proudly informed us, a proud smile on his face.

"You get to hold your son." Tig replied in awe, as the guys started giving their congratulations.

"I'm going with you, I don't want to miss this." I stated, looking directly at my brother. He smiled and nodded in reply.

"At least we know one good thing's gonna come out of today, huh?" Clay added before dismissing all of us.

Jax and I walked out to our bikes and quickly made our way over to St. Thomas. Once there I led Jax up the way Tara had shown me last time I visited Abel.

Walking into the room, I dropped a kiss on Ma's cheek before walking over to the incubator with Jax. I stuck my hand in the incubator and ran one my fingers over one of Abel's little cheeks. My attention was brought to the occurring conversation between Jax and our mother when she spoke rather harshly for how quiet as she was being, "You guess? She crushed you, Jax."

He looked at me and rolled his eyes before looking back at her. "I was 19. It was first love bullshit. I grew up and got over it, it's time you did too." He said pointedly.

She looked up at him from across the incubator, "Somebody hurts your baby, you never get over it." She said. Jax softly smiled at her before looking down at Abel.

"Dr. Namid's still in surgery, so it'll be a while before they can get him out of there." She added as we all looked at Abel.

"We actually came early to talk to you. We need a favor." I admitted before looking to Jax.

"We need to you talk to Luann, see if she'll front the club some money. We know what type of income she's making, and need about 70k. Think you can handle that?" He asked.

She looked between the two of us, "I'll see what I can do." She sighed.

"Thanks Ma." Jax and I said in unison before heading out.