OAKLAND's GREATEST

Chapter 6

Chapter 6: Return To Sender.

Rome parked his motorcycle in its respected park inside the parking section of Son of Roses motorcycle club. He hopped off sporting his black SOR jacket and jeans to match. He walked into the empty body part shop, thru the doors thru the deserted clubhouse lounge and bar and into the conference room where he saw all his members sitting around the table and he noticed Gregg in an official seat and Dre in the prospect chair. He walked to the head of the table after tapping Lionel shoulder as he turned and addressed his men.

"I want to personally thank all of you for keeping this ship tight while I was away this past weekend handling business and its safe to say we are lock into an amazing ring. No fear there. Jackson inform me on the books?" I stated as Jackson quickly spoke, "All things good. We do need a new place to launder I made it work but I like to be mid safety zone instead of walking a fine line."

"No need to fear there...I have put down the payment to purchase the Midway Fair grounds. Son of Roses are official owners of it." Lionel added as they all clapped as I nodded and smirked, "see I love when I can leave and shit gets handled. Now as for you Gardener..I was informed by Gregg that all things went well which means this is for you" Mojo dug from under the table and tossed a bag at him.

"Your first SOR Payday is in. Enjoy it. However, not today. Your green house is officially set up and you need to get that started today." I told him as he eagerly nodded as he grabbed the bag from the table. I exhaled and replied, "Only thing left is to discuss is the Annual Thanksgiving Drive in Decant Park. We do this yearly as most of you know and this year needs to be bigger than expected. LosCoast ruined our summer giveaway with a shootout and they will not be able to be within 7 blocks in every direction of the park which means I am hiring the Cubans to be our eyes as we pretend to be just standing members of the community. All done. Now get to work. I emailed you all your assignments this week. We got a new shipment in and we need it cut, packaged, delivered, and/or shipped. Lets go!" Rome clapped as he walked off thru the other doors that led into his office. He sat down and his phone started ringing. He picked it up and saw his sister name.

"Sooo I move back home to work here and we never see each other!?" She questioned him as he apologized and stated, "just been busy. Lets plan something."

"Brunch Wednesday! Im off." She told him all excitedly as he laughed, "then it is a date!"

"Speaking of dates can you please handle your boy Jackson. He isn't my type. Love youuu." She said before hanging up as Rome heart raced and his anger grew. He stood up and went over to the window and noticed Jackson outside watering down the bikes. He went out the side door and whistled. Jackson turned around and he nodded for him to come here. Jackson rushed over with a smile on saying, "Wassup boss?"

"Dont wassup boss me....why the fuck you harassing my sister. I told you she off limits. Nigga you already got 2 crazy ass babymomma and a third one who is 6 months pregnant. Francesca isn't a tree to bark up. Got me?" Rome warned him.

"Boss it ain't even like that" Jackson started as Rome cut him off, "I know its not! Now this is your only warning...Jackson ill hate to leave your kids fatherless but my sister isnt something to stick ya' dirty ass dick in nigga. Stick those white hoes up at Wild Bull...feel me?"

"Got you." Jackson said as he knew this conversation was real. Rome smiled and said, "and now wash all the bikes....mine needs a buff too."

Isaiah sat at his office chair painting his nails clear. The office door opened and Raven came in with the Panda Express bag. Isaiah smirked and said, "You are a GODSEND! Setta ass got caught up in class today.." Isaiah placed the top back on the polish and Raven laughed, "Ofcourse. Ofcourse and can I say I had a blasttt the other night."