“I know for a fact you didn’t bring me in here to talk about Venom, so what is it?” I state, preferring to get back to Venom sooner rather than later.
Boss releases a laugh and nods. “You know we do some work for the Irish?”
I nod.
“We’re going to be expanding some of the work we do for them, running drugs and dispensing it to dealers. We’re not going to be getting a cut of sales, but more of a delivery fee. I’m not getting the club deep into Irish business if we don’t have to. It’d only cause problems with the Italians, or the others.”
“You know I don’t know much about everything here in New York, but I’ve heard the Steele family are cousins to the Mackenzies, is that true?” Cowboy questions.
Boss clears her throat and answers him, “Yes, the Mackenzies are the top of the Irish food chain. The Steele family are Fiona O’Dea’s children, except Madigan Steele, of course. However, Fiona has no O’Dea blood in her. She was adopted by Colin’s father, so there is no true blood relation between the O’Deas and the Steeles.” I don’t think it matters Fiona’s adopted. The Irish put family over everything and at the end of the day while she isn’t a blood born O’Dea, she’s still one of them.
“Did you hear rumors of Vinny Falcone going missing a few years ago, after he was dating the bastard Steele sister?” Cowboy questions, obviously wanting to know more.
Boss gives him a nod. “I have heard those rumors but I can’t speak on them. They don’t have anything to do with us.”
“The Falcone family is still prominent here in New York, are they not?” Cowboy asks, and I look to Boss. It’s better she answers these questions.
“They run Manhattan, we’re in Queens. So far, so good, so how about you don’t meddle into my club business and you worry about your own club.” Boss’s tone comes out laced with poison. She’s not happy and everyone in the room can see it right now. Cowboy’s the president for the Calgary, Canada charter of the Iron Vex MC, and he’s with Boss in a romantic aspect, so he’s back and forth quite a bit.
Cowboy scoffs and says somethin’ under his breath, but I don’t pay too much attention to it. It’s not my job to get in the middle of shit between them. He ends up walkin’ past me and leaves the office. As the door clicks shut, I speak up again, “Liam give you this job or Desmond?” I’m only asking because I’m curious.
“Liam, why?”
“Just wondered if the old man finally passed the baton over to his eldest, seems like that happened.”
“Yes, it appears so. Now, getting back to business. Liam’s sending them over on ships, so we’ll have to go to the port after the inspections and get the product. Then we’ll disburse it for the Irish to their dealers, and at that point we’ll be paid the remainder of our delivery fee.”
“Okay, sounds good. Why you pulling me in here for it though?”
Boss raises her brows. “Ricochet, I want you to take lead on this.”
Shit. Boss hasn’t asked me to take lead on any project, ever. “Cool, anything else I need to know?”
“Not really. The O’Dea family is going to be getting the same product since they run Boston. They’ll end up working with a club closer to them though. Liam has asked that I reach out to some allies up north, however, we don’t have any at this time. All of our allies are to the south.”
Now, I might not be the best dude when it comes to intuition . . . but I got a good damn feelin’ a lot of the reason Boss and Cowboy have been gettin’ into spats lately is because he goes away for weeks at a time. Not only is it impacting their relationship, but it’s affecting their daughter, Destiny, too. “I have an idea. One that might solve the problem you’re having . . . if you’re open to hearing it.”
Boss furrows her brows and gives me a nod., “If it’s a good idea, I’d be glad to. I’m always open to suggestions.”
“Calgary isn’t really doin’ shit for us, right, I mean profit wise they’ve been costin’ us money and they have some issues up there anyway with the police. Why not bring them into Boston and set up a charter there? That way everyone from Calgary has a place to go, and they have fuckin’ income. Not to mention, Cowboy would only be two or three hours away now versus forty hours.”
Boss takes in the suggestion I’ve said. “I’ll have to think about it. Thanks for suggesting it, and I take it you feel confident in your ability to assist when it comes to the jobs we have with the Irish?”
“Yeah, don’t worry about me, Boss.”
“Perfect. I’ll speak to Liam and see what he thinks, and if I decide it’s a go to transfer everyone, I’ll let Cowboy know. In the meantime, I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything to anyone.”
“No worries. Everything good, or you need me for anything?”
“Nah, you’re good.”
I get up and head toward the door, but Boss clears her throat so I turn back. “You sure you don’t need me for anythin’ else?”
“I changed my mind, rally the troops and get them in church. There’s a few things we should probably discuss about the cult.”
At that I give her a nod and head out.
Chapter Ten
Venom
Ricochet came to get everyone after he met with Boss upstairs, and now we’re all in our assigned seats, waiting for our fearless leader to come walkin’ in. “She didn’t say what was up?” Muffler asks Ricochet, who shakes his head.
“Bet it’s about the cult,” Chuckles speaks up.
“Knowing her, probably,” Omen adds.
“She’s fuckin’ with
