"Yeah, seems like people who are long dead keep returning lately," I say. "Remember Paro snitching out long dead Ginger Snaps?"
Joker looks over Taz's fucked up body while the rest of us check out the house. I find scalped idiots all over the place. Some of the thugs hid, but none of them got out alive.
"I'm disappointed," I announce once back in the living room. "I've been dying to kill these fuckers, and someone beat us to it."
"Think it was Wolfman?" Taco asks Joker.
"He doesn't have the power on the outside to manage this."
"Think it was the old man?" Ford asks.
We stand silently wondering if our club president did this behind our backs. He's been making secret moves for months. The only reason we even know Trigger is a backstabbing fucker is that his oldest boy is also a backstabbing fucker. While I don't trust Madden as far as I can toss his rich boy ass, I also know he's the only reason Joker hasn't walked into a death trap yet.
"The way Taz is butchered reminds me of someone," Joker nearly whispers. "Fuck. I feel like someone knows all the damn answers and we're being kept in the dark for shits and giggles."
"Come again?" Taco asks, still rubbing his shaved his head as if thinking too much about scalping. "Taz got his balls whacked off. I don't know anyone who does shit to balls. His dick too. Even Zombie don't mess with a guy's dick."
Joker crosses his arms in a way that makes me nervous.
"If this person is our enemy," I mutter, "let me ice him so I can work out my blood lust. I'm pissed Taz is dead and I didn't kill him."
"He died slower and more fucked up than you would have killed him," Ford says, kicking Taz's dick at me.
"Gross, man."
"Looks like the dick was cut off then his balls probably came off then he got disemboweled. He was alive through it, and I bet he didn't die for ten minutes afterwards. Can you imagine him crying like a fucking baby?"
"Well, when you put it that way, I might want to send Taz's killer a thank-you card. Not a fancy one, but something from the Dollar Store maybe."
Ford and I grin at each other. A few feet away, Joker remains tense as hell, and his anxiety infects us.
"What?" Ford asks while Bull peers outside for trouble.
"Ginger Snaps used to kill guys like this. She took out other pimps in really fucked up ways. It's why she scared people shitless. The bitch was nuts."
"But you said you watched her die," I remind him then glance at Taz's corpse. "I wouldn't mind so much if a chick fucked him up. I'm a big believer in women empowerment."
Ford laughs then gets himself under control. Joker ignores our jokes.
"I watched someone get torn apart that night, but I'd never seen Ginger Snaps before. Not a whole lot of people in the club saw her in person. She ran with a lower level of scum, but Trigger said the dead girl was her, and I figured he'd know. He had met with her a few times and claimed she was crazy. Hell, he said she had a death wish, so he did her a favor by killing her."
"Except maybe she's not dead," Ford mutters. "Why would she come after Taz though?"
"I don't know. She appeared quick and started a lot of trouble. Trigger blew her off as a stupid kid. Said she was a crazy hooker who thought she was going to kill all the mean pimps. I remember he laughed her off, but then he started talking about how some bitches couldn't be bought or intimidated. Next thing I knew he had killed her."
Shaking his head, Taco frowns. "I bet he knows she's back. Hell, he knows all kinds of shit and keeps it to himself. He pushed Big Dick to think Paro killed his boy. He's not even loyal to his lackeys."
"I'll talk to Madden and see what he knows," Joker says, stepping over a dead thug. "He said a few days ago that we should meet at the school soon and go over shit. I want you all there. Lucky too. All our loyal guys. Just be careful. Madden claims Trigger took the leash off Zombie. The psycho could be anywhere doing anything, so watch your women too."
Dumping a drink on dead Taz's head, I growl, "Great. Now we have our club brothers to worry about too. Like this fucking town wasn't fucked up enough."
"Better watch your language now that you have a kid in the house," Joker says, struggling not to laugh. "Maybe you can spell the cuss words like Bebe does. Wait, can you spell?"
When I kick Taz's dick at him, Joker only laughs and heads for the door. "Someone light this place up. I don't want to leave anything behind to link us to the bloodbath."