Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 79

“Nah, Dog. It just comes natural to me. I've always had to study my surroundings to keep my family and me safe. I didn’t want to depend on anyone else for that, my family is my responsibility, one I don’t take lightly. I always try to be aware of where everything and everyone is. As you know, I'm not perfect at it. But life made me take it a step further than most men would have.”

“You've trained Reb and Pred in this too haven't you.”

“I've tried. I did this with all my sons, but with the shit that went down with Reb and Pred, it’s sunk in a little more with them than with the other boys.”

I shook my head. The man was seriously something else. “Well okay, Einstein, show me where the door is.”

I watched as he went to the ladder on the side wall that faced the woods of the compound and started climbing. Really? The fucker didn't even walk around the tower to look for a door.

“Why didn't you walk around the tower to look for a door?” I asked him completely in disbelief that he had even gotten this part right.

He paused in his climb and looked down at me, “It would be stupid to put a door in the side of the tower, because that would be a dead giveaway that something was inside. And I'm pretty sure the men who thought all this up weren't stupid.”

He got that right. Sarge and Gunny had always made a brilliant team. I shook my head and started climbing the ladder after him. When I got to the top, he was nowhere in sight. The trapdoor was open, and he was already on the ground inside the tower waiting on me.

“Would have done something a little different if it was me,” he said when I stepped down onto the ground.

“What?” I asked, trying to figure out what he would have done differently, but nothing popped to me.

“The trapdoor.”

I looked up and studied it. I wasn't seeing what he saw, and it was pissing me the fuck off.

“Okay, I give. I don't see what you see,” I growled. Fuck, I sounded like a petulant child.

“The trapdoor should have swung down instead of pulling it up.”

After studying it, I still couldn't see what the difference it would have made.

“Why?” I ask quizzically.

“Because if someone is in the tower, they could easily keep people from below climbing out onto the floor of the tower.”

“But that's a good thing isn't it?” I asked thoroughly perplexed, not understanding why this was a bad thing.

“Okay, say you had people coming across that actually needed to get up into the tower, but the tower was locked from the top side. That would leave those people inside the tower stranded. But if it opened down, then people would no longer be stranded.”

Well fuck, I'd never thought of that.

“I see what you're saying and you’re right on that part. But what if you wanted to keep out others from below getting to the floor of the tower.”

“Then you simply put in a hidden locking system that would lock the trapdoor shut, then only the men who know the actual details about the towers would know where the locks were. This way you are protected both ways, one from being locked out of your own compound if anyone ever did make it in, and two, locking others out so they couldn't get into the compound if they found the tunnels. This is all built out of steel and metal, so burning the tower down to get into the compound wouldn't be an option. The design is fairly flawless.”

“Huh.” Damn if he didn't have a point. “C'mon and I'll walk you through the tunnel and show you how KJ gets in and out.”

I was showing Viper where the hidden key to the trapdoor on Gunny's side was located when KJ showed up. We secured the tunnel, loaded up on the Mule and made our way back to the Clubhouse. When we walked into the Great Room, all the men were waiting on us. I noticed Reb and Pred were back in the Great Room drinking a beer, so I made my way over to them.

“Want you both to wait here in case I need you to come to Church for any reason,” I said as I grabbed a beer, then thought about it and grabbed two more. I didn't see Viper get one and I know KJ could use one, so this time it was gonna be me supplying the drinks.

“Will do, Prez,” I heard from both at the same time. Damn that shit was seriously freaky sometimes.

I walked into Church and since I was the last one in, I closed the door behind me. I glanced at Viper and for once I was right, he hadn't grabbed a beer. I smirked at him as I slid it across the table to him. He caught it and lifted his chin, a small smile playing around his mouth, almost like he knew I would be bringing him a beer. Fucker. I set KJ’s down in front of him. With a smile of appreciation to me, he twisted the cap off and took a long drink.

“Obviously, this isn't a normal Church, but all these fuckers wanted to be here to hear your thoughts on something KJ. But since we're all here, gotta couple other things I want to bring up too. Before we get started on the main reason for calling this meeting, I wanted to bring something else up that can be handled quickly.

“I saw a lot of questioning looks at dinner tonight when Casper and Ghost appeared with prospect cuts on. You know I don't have to explain anything to you fuckers, you understand that, right? There are times when I will have to make a call that I can't always wait around for your inputs or to vote on shit.

“You all know what kind