Ryder: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel Rae Lake (motivational novels .txt) 📖

home! You always glorified the Wings of Diablo, now we are better than them. Why aren’t you proud of us?”

“You did it the wrong way, you used the power of the Federal Government to bully a motorcycle club into doing things that you couldn’t do on your own. These boys built what they have with their own fucking hands. You can’t steal that, you either have what it takes or you don’t. You don’t have it, Liam. You would never make it as Wing of Diablo!”

That’s the stock that I was made from, I was so fucking proud of Genie.

“You bastard!” Liam screamed, spit and tears flying from his face.

“Wyatt, Cody, how can you follow him? Look at what he is, this is your leader?”

Two of the men behind Liam shook their heads and moved away from the unhinged Liam, “Uncle, we didn’t know. We didn’t know this was what was going on. He made it sound like they were the cause of dad’s disappearance, that they were the reason you left, you were scared of them. He told us that once they were out of the picture you would come back. He’s the president, we don’t question our president,” the one with coily black hair said.

“Liam, nephew, you need help. Let me help you.” Genie walked through our crowd to get to the Boys of Djinn crew, Liam still had his gun pointed at him but now that everything was out in the open, the only threat that was here was Liam.

“Fuck that, I don’t want your help, if you aren’t going to come home, if you aren’t going to bring the Boys of Djinn back we don’t need you either.”

An avalanche of bodies jumped on Liam before he could pull the trigger. The Boys of Djinn just attacked their own president for Genie.

“The fuck are you doing? Get them!” Liam kicked and screamed in a crazed rage.

The one Genie called Wyatt, and the VP of the Boys of Djinn according to his jean kutte, reached over and punched Liam hard in the face. “Shut the fuck up, you’re a fucking disgrace.”

Wyatt stepped over Liam’s unconscious body, kicking him hard on his way over. He looked at Genie, “You’re a Wing?”

“When I die, even my soul will ride with the Wings of Diablo.”

Wyatt nodded and made his way to our group, he searched the crowd his eyes focusing in on Wire and the President patch on his kutte. He took a large stride towards him, we all closed in a bit tighter if he was about to bring a fight to our president he wouldn’t make it off this pier.

He reached up to his arms and shrugged his kutte off, He held his VP kutte in his hands and after staring at our president for a second he placed his Boys of Djinn VP kutte at Wire’s feet. “What we are is false, the Wings of Diablo are who we were trying to be but there can only be one. You won’t have to worry about us anymore,” he stepped off and behind him were a line of all the members of the Boys of Djinn. They were all going to abandon their club because they had gone against us.

“Hold up.” Wire bent down and picked up the kutte off the floor.

Wyatt turned back to Wire. “Yeah?”

“Keep this, I’ll be reaching out. I think we can find a way to work together.”

Wyatt took his kutte back, “You got it Wire, and I’ll make sure whatever protections that were in place before are back in place. We’ve got your back on this end.”

Wire nodded and Wyatt walked back over to his club mates.

For the longest time, I had felt like Wire was a pale comparison to Prez but shit like this made me think twice. Maybe Wire really was the better man for the job.

“Look at this man here! Little Dillon making executive decisions.” Genie came to stand next to me, “I’m fucking impressed.”

“We all are,” Prez said from where he was sitting.

Epilogue

We left that night worrying about the FBI, a crew trying to take us for everything we had and on top of that possibly making an enemy of a deputy prime Minister, we left the leader of them all. Wire didn't trust the Boys of Djinn enough to fold them in right away but he brought Genie home.

Genie explained everything that he could and even called the deputy director of the FBI to make sure no one would be looking into what we were doing. Turned out that we were only on the Boys of Djinn’s radar, they used their pull in the system to get us locked up.

We told him all about Vilanuevas and about how a few of our members were still missing.

“I know they brought you a lot of grief so far but those boys mostly are good, especially Wyatt and Cody. Tell them what went down, if it was as fucking big as what you all have described, I’m sure they were looking into them.”

“Wire, let me go, I’ll take the risk, if I can get them to tell me something, I have to find them,” Prez asked anxiously.

Wire raised a hand, “Prez, I don’t want you to get your hopes up, I don’t want to get anyone’s hope’s up, especially not Vida or Mikki. Maybe we should wait on it.”

“No, I can’t wait on it Wire. You don’t understand. You don’t see how Mikki dies more and more every time I come back without that little girl.” When Prez wasn’t here with us he was either making a drop down in New Orleans or combing the globe looking for Angel. Every lead that he ever had came up cold. It was like the three of them had vanished off the face of the earth.

“Ok, I’ll invite Wyatt.” Wire looked back over to Genie. “You’ll stay just in case he starts to act crazy?”

“Yeah, I’m not needed back for another