Prowler: Forsaken Ones MC

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sour for some of the guys pushing hard drugs or weapons on our streets, but nothing could really be traced back to us.
     
    No, our interest was in handling real business. We worked with bankers, CEOs, and corrupt politicians. We made sure that money got where it needed to go to preserve the order of things. We occasionally found ourselves involved in major crimes that got swept under the rug or settled out of court for a fraction of what we made off the jobs.
     
    Then, the Golden Diamond appeared, and we knew we had found something that could potentially change our lives and the future of the MC.
     
    I pulled up to the garage, and the guys already had the bay doors open. We all parked inside, and I brought the door down behind me to go into the back office to meet with the other four.
     
    “Alright, Hawk made it!” Rex cheered as I walked into the room.
     
    Ace handed me a cold bottle of beer, and I took my seat at the head of the table.
     
    “You know, when we sell this diamond,” I told the guys, “I’m going to buy us a new headquarters. We need something nicer than this dump.”
     
    “Yeah, I guess it’s time,” Alvin said, looking around with a nostalgic look in his eyes.
     
    “Guys, we haven’t been this small in years, so there’s really no point to keep this place, you know?” I said, taking a swig of my beer. It was nice to pretend we were still the same old hell raisers from time to time, but that was getting harder and harder to do.
     
    “So, I heard your new old lady was keeping you late at the house,” Vice joked.
     
    “She’s hardly that, but I can’t keep my hands off her long enough to do anything. Did you see her at Paragon?” I laughed.
     
    “Yeah, we saw her,” Rex said. “She’s dangerous, man. Watch out.”
     
    “She’s up to something is what he means to say,” Vice snapped. “Watch your ass, Hawk. I mean, she just has that look. She’s a professional of some kind. Either a call girl trying to work your ass over or a thief who’s going to take you for every penny your worth, probably while you’re here tonight.”
     
    “Guys, I appreciate your concern, and I know she’s probably up to something, but she’s not going to find anything. Not unless I practically hand it all over to her. Anyway, she’s at the house under lock and key and under the watchful eyes and guns of my security team, so I’m not worried. You shouldn’t be either.” I took another drink from my bottle.
     
    “Alright, if you think you’re safe, boss,” Alvin said.
     
    “Just don’t get mad when the shit hits the fan,” added Vice.
     
    “So, I called this meeting to see what we have on our radar as far as buyers for the diamond. Anything?” I asked.
     
    “We’ve got a guy who wants to buy, but we’re still trying to negotiate a price,” Rex said.
     
    “I will take no less than a billion for it,” I told him. “It’s listed as priceless, so we can name pretty much any amount we want. I’m not going less than a billion, though, because that puts it at just under twice the value of the next most valuable golden diamond. I want to hurry and get rid of it before it becomes a curse, but I don’t want to have a damn fire sale on it.”
     
    “Got it. I told him five billion,” Rex said.
     
    “Great, that gives us some room,” I agreed. “Anything else?”
     
    “That’s really it,” Alvin said. “Rex is talking to the potential buyer, and the rest of us are just waiting to see what happens.”
     
    “Everyone else is being quiet,” Vice added.
     
    “Now that we have it, no one wants to buy it.” Ace laughed. His laugh was like thunder. We sometimes called him The Hammer because his last name was Hammer, and his fists were massive. He was a big guy. He was our muscle, no doubt.
     
    “Tell us more about your girl,” Rex joked.
     
    “You saw her, right?” I started. “I mean, do I need to say more? She’s fine as hell.”
     
    “How is she in bed?” Of

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