We got to the meet with Marks & I sighed, putting my gun in my pants.
"Sorry to hear about your boys going in." He said to Clay & I watched his guys.
"Thanks. I don't think you ever met my daughter Jade, she's my VP while they're in."
He nodded and I shook Marks hand.
He smiled & I instantly got bad vibes off him.
"Hope to be seeing more of you."
Clay looked up at him & I glared.
"For business."
"Of course." He smiled, looking back to Clay.
"Jax was in the middle of organising the drop next week for me. Mayans are buying our share off the IRA guns."
Clay nodded & I sighed.
We got back on the bikes & Clay looked at me.
"You know him?"
"Nope, but I know I don't like him already." I said, putting my helmet on & looking back to see Marks watching me.
"Me too." Clay mumbled, taking off.
We headed back to the clubhouse & the sherif was there.
I groaned & she walked over to us.
"I need a minute."
Clay shrugged and she sighed, looking between us.
"I need info."
"I think you've got us mixed up with someone else darling." Clay said & I looked her up & down.
Walking straight past her, she sighed.
"Jade."
I stopped in my tracks & she looked at me.
"I can get you to see Chibs if you cooperate."
Clay looked back at me & I crossed my arms over my chest.
"What info?"
"The deal with Mr Marks, I need to know what's going down."
I smiled & Clay gave me a look.
"If you want to know what's going down sherif, join the club." I sighed, turning back to the clubhouse.
She got back in her car & I sat beside Bobby at the table.
"Hey Jadey."
"Hey Bob. How's Diosa?"
"Fun." He laughed and I rolled my eyes.
"You're so yuck." I grinned and he shrugged.
"I'm single, I'll take what I can."
I smiled and Clay walked in with Rat.
"We're going up to the warehouse to move the guns. I don't know how much I trust this Marks guy."
I looked at my hands on the table & he sighed.
"We've also gotta head to see Barosky at the Port. So first we'll do the warehouse run & then we go to him."
I nodded and the guys did too.
"Let's go."
We left the chapel & drove to the warehouse, seeing a blood patch on the ground.
I pulled my gun up beside Clay & the guys opened the barn doors.
Nobody here.
I looked around & smelt something.
I covered my nose from the stench & looked around.
"Clay." I mumbled, looking down at the sight in front of me.
"Holy shit."
Tears were in my eyes as we looked down at Boney cut up with his head on top of his body parts.
I looked at Clay & he sighed, getting the boys to clean it up.
I walked out of the warehouse & leant against my bike, getting myself together.
Jesus, I didn't miss the finding dead bodies job at all.
