silvertongue217
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“Come on Jackie boy”
Jack Jones growled bringing his bloody fist up one more time. Patrick O Conner danced around him clearly trying to bait him into an attack. Jack wasn’t a fool though he knew the older burly man had the advantage in strength. Jackie however was leaner more panther than bull which meant he could use the speed to his advantage.
As well as his ability to take a beating
He waited a few more minutes intentionally letting his guard down. Patrick took the bait and moved in ready for the kill Jack let the first blow hit his face before laying onto Patrick. He didn’t focus on technique instead beating on the man as hard as he could until he finally went down.
He heard the other members of the family cheering and groaned flexing his sore hands. The adrenaline rush was fading making him aware of the sores and bruises on his body. He knew better than to show any weakness however so h simply leaned down and helped Patrick up.
“You didn’t do so bad there Jackie boy” Patrick said laughing and spitting out some blood “I’d say you’ve earned a drink”
“Later”
Dante came up flanked by his two enforcers Dimitri and Metrov the burly Russian brothers narrowed there eyes but other wise didn’t say a word to Jack. Dante however grinned clapping Jack on the back.
“That’s my boy” He said ruffling his long brown hair “I told you this kid would make a good prospect”
“Ay” Patrick said leaning back and grinning “If he survives to get his cut”
“What do you need boss?” Jack said stepping back “I take it you got a delivery for me?”
“Yeah” Dante said pulling out a brown package “Go ahead and take this over to that diner on fourth leave it in a trash can there should be some money in there as well take a cut of it then return it to me think you can handle it prospect?”
“Of course boss” Jack said taking the package and slipping it into his SAMCRO Hoddie “I’ll be back” He said turning and walking to his Harley. He saddled over the black bike and kick stated it into life he felt the purr and rumble between his legs and pushed off getting some speed before he was taking off across the road. He drove into town before finally pulling to a stop outside the diner on the edge of town. He quickly found the trash can and sure enough the money was waiting. He took his cut and paused deciding to go inside and get some food before heading back.
Jack tucked the money inside of his hoddie and went into the diner quickly finding himself a seat in the back and ordering a burger and fries as he waited he rubbed his sore jaw and played with his dog tags running them through his nimble fingers as he waited.
Jack Jones growled bringing his bloody fist up one more time. Patrick O Conner danced around him clearly trying to bait him into an attack. Jack wasn’t a fool though he knew the older burly man had the advantage in strength. Jackie however was leaner more panther than bull which meant he could use the speed to his advantage.
As well as his ability to take a beating
He waited a few more minutes intentionally letting his guard down. Patrick took the bait and moved in ready for the kill Jack let the first blow hit his face before laying onto Patrick. He didn’t focus on technique instead beating on the man as hard as he could until he finally went down.
He heard the other members of the family cheering and groaned flexing his sore hands. The adrenaline rush was fading making him aware of the sores and bruises on his body. He knew better than to show any weakness however so h simply leaned down and helped Patrick up.
“You didn’t do so bad there Jackie boy” Patrick said laughing and spitting out some blood “I’d say you’ve earned a drink”
“Later”
Dante came up flanked by his two enforcers Dimitri and Metrov the burly Russian brothers narrowed there eyes but other wise didn’t say a word to Jack. Dante however grinned clapping Jack on the back.
“That’s my boy” He said ruffling his long brown hair “I told you this kid would make a good prospect”
“Ay” Patrick said leaning back and grinning “If he survives to get his cut”
“What do you need boss?” Jack said stepping back “I take it you got a delivery for me?”
“Yeah” Dante said pulling out a brown package “Go ahead and take this over to that diner on fourth leave it in a trash can there should be some money in there as well take a cut of it then return it to me think you can handle it prospect?”
“Of course boss” Jack said taking the package and slipping it into his SAMCRO Hoddie “I’ll be back” He said turning and walking to his Harley. He saddled over the black bike and kick stated it into life he felt the purr and rumble between his legs and pushed off getting some speed before he was taking off across the road. He drove into town before finally pulling to a stop outside the diner on the edge of town. He quickly found the trash can and sure enough the money was waiting. He took his cut and paused deciding to go inside and get some food before heading back.
Jack tucked the money inside of his hoddie and went into the diner quickly finding himself a seat in the back and ordering a burger and fries as he waited he rubbed his sore jaw and played with his dog tags running them through his nimble fingers as he waited.
