Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 14

“Hell, I knew something was off, four girls for twenty-six men? Prez, that ain't enough girls,” Nickel muttered.

I nodded at Nickel, “For once you're right, Brother. We need more girls. So that's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about. Have any of the Friday night girls mentioned wanting to be a club girl? Or do any of you know of anyone who wants to be a club girl? Y’all know this could take some time since they'll need to be interviewed and a background check will be done. Not sure if I want the executive board on this or set up a committee for it.”

“I think we should set up a committee for it,” Seer commented.

“I agree with Seer, Prez,” Cueball stated. “I think it needs to be you, Seer, Viper and Blood.”

I glanced at Viper and saw a puzzled look cross his face.

“What's your reasoning for the men you chose to be on the committee, Cue?” I asked Cueball. I was curious myself on why he suggested Viper, after all, the man wasn't ever with club girls.

“Well, my reasoning is this, Prez, you've got a good head on your shoulders, we all know this. Seer can look into a person's soul. I swear he can. Blood studies people and can sense if they are good or bad. Viper has all three of those abilities, Prez. So I think he should be on the committee because of that reason.

“If we are bringing in new girls, I feel like we should have some of our top men on the team. Because personally, I don't want to have to worry about a girl going and telling tales about us or causing trouble.”

As he gave his explanation, every Brother was nodding in agreement. Viper looked shocked at the praise he had received. But damned if Cueball wasn't right. Viper could do all those things, and sometimes more, I believed. He had an uncanny way about him. He seriously had major leadership skills.

“Anyone have a problem with Cueball's recommendations? If not, I need a show of hands if you agree.”

I looked around and saw every hand raise.

“Looks like everyone agrees with Cue's recommendation. I'm going to need to speak to the committee members about twenty minutes before Friday's Church.”

The three men nodded at me. Seer, who has been our secretary since the beginning of the club, had his notepad out and was busy writing everything down. The man kept meticulous notes. We could feasibly go back to the beginning of the club and find out anything that has been done since day one. He not only kept the information from Church, but he recorded every claim a Brother made for an Old Lady, marriages, divorces, births, deaths, and anything else he thought we might need to be able to look back at.

“Now, how many girls should we try adding? Thoughts?”

“I'd say at least another four, Prez,” Doom replied as he took a drink of his beer.

“Agreed. At least four,” Brute said.

“All of you agree, or do you feel we need more or less, need input from you Brothers.”

“Fuck not less, eight girls will still be stretching it as it is,” Nickel commented.

“Agree with Nickel, Prez. We need at least four more,” Doom stated as he munched on a cookie.

Watching them eat the damn cookies made me want one now. I felt like the kid standing outside a fucking candy store and watching all the other kids inside eating candy.

“So, for now let's keep it at four. We can re-evaluate after we get four more girls here and settled in. I need a show of hands from everyone who agrees four is the number of girls to add.”

It was unanimous again.

“Alright, it looks like we are going to try to add four girls. Now on to my next dilemma. I don't want any club girls’ rooms upstairs, that's non-negotiable. We only have two rooms available. So that means we need to have more rooms for them downstairs.”

“Can't they share rooms?” Nickel asked.

Fuck, just when I thought the boy has a brain, he then asks a dumbass question like that. I swear I think my cousin, KJ, dropped him on his head when he was a baby. Not only was KJ the local sheriff, he was also a member of the MC, but that had always been kept on the down low. He'd always wanted to be a member of the club and a member of the law enforcement community as well. Sarge made sure he could do both, we just kept his membership known to only Brothers.

“You dumb shit,” Tater looked at Nickel shaking his head. “Do you want to share a fucking room with a Brother? I know I don't, so why would you expect a girl to have to share a room. Do you want to fuck a girl in the same room as another Brother and girl? Fuck, wait don't answer that, you probably would. But, Brother, personally, I like to fuck in private.”

Several heads nodded all around the table. However, I knew some of the fuckers could care less if others saw them fucking.

“Each girl deserves a room of her own. No discussion on that one. Hoss, any ideas?” I commented.

Hoss was the head of the construction company the club owned. Even though he and I had shared that position before I became Prez, I left the running of it entirely up to him now. My job currently consisted of me putting together the bids for bigger jobs for the company. I seriously hoped he had a good answer for this.

“I'd have to think about it, Dog. Might have to add on to the Clubhouse.”

I frowned when I heard that. That wasn't what I wanted to hear. I wanted to figure something out where it didn't come to that. Not that I was against adding on to the Clubhouse, but that was time we really