Twisted Steel: An MC Anthology: Second Edition Elizabeth Knox (cheapest way to read ebooks .txt) 📖

Reck was our Sergeant at Arms before he was sent away so he had to step down. Tank took over his role when he was able, with Joker as his Enforcer.

“So, this is how I see it playing out and will be raising this at the next church. Joker has all the skills and strength for the gavel.”

Bull looks shocked and full of pride all at the same time.

“He’ll need a VP who can back him but also help calm him. Tank is perfect for a VP role. That leaves Sergeant at Arms and Enforcer roles free. Sarg would make a great Sergeant at Arms with his special forces experience and I was thinking Rafe for Enforcer. That man knows when to use his brains instead of brawn.”

“Seems like we have the next generation of officers sorted. Wrench and Angel will stay in their roles.”

“I’ll help train Sergeant at Arms and Enforcer,” Reck offers.

“Thanks, brother, that would be a huge help.”

“What happens if they don’t want the position?” Bull asks.

“Hadn’t thought of that. Think we should ask them before church and give them time to think about it.”

Standing, I pull my phone out of my pocket and ask my officers to meet me in my office and also ask Tank, Joker, Sarg, and Rafe to join us.

The three of us head to my office, Reck heads for the main room once we hit the hallway, but I stop him.

“No, brother, you’re a part of this and need you with us.”

Nodding, we head to my office and take a seat, waiting for everyone else.

It’s not long before everyone is gathered in my office, shit maybe we need a bigger office for the President for times like this.

“Thanks for coming, we wanted to talk to you all before the next church so you’re not blindsided. Bull and myself have come to the decision that it’s time for the next generation to step up. I’m not stepping down now but the man who will eventually take over from me will start shadowing me and learning the role of President. Same with VP.”

I stop and let that all sink in. Everyone seems shocked.

Except Bull and Reck.

3 Joker

Has Prez lost his mind.

“You dying?” I demand.

Prez chuckles and shakes his head.

“No, I’m not dying. Just getting old and thinking the club needs an injection of young blood to take it into the future. I want to spend more time with Pip. Go see my daughter and the grandkids more, travel and just live a little peacefully before I do die.”

I know Prez wishes he could see his daughter Andora more, she lives in Florida with her husband and a few kids. Neither has the time to travel much for visits. I know I’d miss Beau if he moved away and only saw him maybe once a year.

“So who’s taking over?” Tank finally speaks up.

We all look to Prez for answers.

“Tank, you’ll be the new VP,” Bull says.

“Are you messing with me?” Tank can’t help the disbelief in his voice and the shocked look on his face.

Bull nods.

“Best man for the job. Besides your easy demeaner, you think things through and consider both sides. You’re not afraid to ask the difficult questions and point out flaws or ideas when needed. The brothers all respect you, these are good traits to have as a VP.”

A huge smile comes across Tank’s face.

“Who’s Prez?”

We all look around the room.

“I have thought about this carefully and spoken with the others. For us there is really only one person who fits all the traits needed to make a good Prez, someone we know can handle the pressure and has the support needed. Joker, we feel you should be the next President of The Sons of Havoc.”

It takes a few minutes for his words to really sink in, if I wasn’t already sitting, I think I would fall over.

I lean forward and rest my head in my hands.

“You got this, son,” I hear my dad, Bull, tell me.

“Bro, you and me together, we’ll be able to take the club to the next level,” Tank says.

“Best man for the job,” Reck says.

“Joker, brother, well deserved,” Rafe comments.

“Good choice,” someone else says.

All my brothers’ comments turn to fog as my brain tries to work through the news.

“What happens if I don’t want to accept it?” I ask.

You could hear a pin drop and some of the brothers have shock written all over their faces.

“Another reason you’re the best choice. Again taking the time to consider every angle and how you taking the gavel will affect your family. I understand, Joker, trust me I do. Take the time you need, talk it through with Carrie. Being the President’s ol’ lady is a huge task. Pip and me will be here if either of you have any questions or need to talk it through.”

I nod my head, thank fuck he understands.

“Just need to think it through and talk to Carrie. Got Beau and Bubble to think of.”

“Bubble?” Prez asks.

“Yeah, Bubble is what I’ve been calling Carrie’s bump as when she first started showing it just looked like a little bubble. Kind of stuck,” I say on a shrug.

They all burst into laughter at the explanation.

“Hey, it’s better than fucking peanut or some stupid shit like that.”

“We’ve been calling Pandora’s bump Mimi, as in mini-me,” Tank admits.

We all laugh at that. Carrie and Pandora being pregnant together has been an experience. Two hormonal females in a small clubhouse has some of the biggest, scariest men I know running for the hills. Pandora has threatened to shoot more than a few brothers and Carrie even threw a plate at Cass once when his mouth got the better of him.

The two of them together are frightening.

“With that being said, we need to also cover your current positions. Sarg, we would like for you to fill the Sergeant at Arms post and Rafe, you are his Enforcer. You both work well together and